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  He holds his hand out for me to shake. As soon as our hands touch there’s an electric current that goes from my hand throughout my body. It causes a pulsating throb in my pussy. I gasp and take my hand from his. I look up at him his eyes have gone from green to almost black from his pupils. I move from him to Delia and shake her hand and introduce myself to them.

  “Where did y’all move from?” I ask them.

  “We grew up in a small town in Michigan. Our parents didn’t want us to live in the dorms. We started looking for a place that didn’t charge an arm and a leg around here. We got lucky when we found our place online. We transferred from the University of Michigan to University of Kentucky for the fall semester.” Dean answers.

  “How old are y’all?

  “We’re both nineteen and twins. We graduated High School when we were sixteen.” Delia answers.

  I tell them that I’ll be a senior this year, but I’ll be done with school in December. I also tell them my birthday is next month and I’ll be seventeen.

  “It’s fate that brought us here. We’re going to be great friends.” Delia says with a smile.

  I talk to them a little bit longer as I’m making a peanut butter sandwich to take to work. I apologize that I can’t stay and chat. That I’ve got to go before I’m late for work. Ali disappeared somewhere which I’m thankful for until we get to the door. She has put on her clingiest dress and a shit ton of perfume. She walks up to Dean and puts her hand on his chest and her tits on his arm.

  “It’s going to be nice to have such a strong and capable man living next door.” Ali purrs to him.

  I get this strange feeling in my stomach and chest. All I want to do is rip Ali and her tits away from him.

  Chapter 3

  Lyric

  Now

  I call down to the kids that dinner’s done. I ask them to wash their hands and come up. I had to clean up after we wrote letters to their daddy. I put the letters in envelopes and sent the kids to play as I started dinner. I make sure that we seat at the table ever night and talk about our day. I never had that growing up. I want them to know that what they have to say and how their day was is important to me. I hear the pitter patter of their little feet coming up the stairs.

  “What’s for dinner?” Jamie and Jazz ask at the same time.

  They look at each other and yell jinx and then double jinx. I laugh and shake my head and tell them to take their seats. I bring their plates to them and they look at what I made. Jamie scrunches up his nose and loos at me.

  “Trees again momma. You know I don’t like trees.” He says

  “I know you don’t like trees honey, but we had your favorite yesterday.” I reply.

  “Yeah bruder I don’t like peas they are slimy, but I ate them yesterday.” Jazz says to him and Jamie groans.

  “At least there’s Mac and Cheese and Chicken Nuggets.” He says with a sigh.

  “Yeah this is the best dinner ever.” Jazz says cheerfully.

  “Well you better get to eating it you two before it gets cold.” I laugh

  They tell me about their day and I wait patiently to hear about that little shit Mitch. They retell the story but nothing new comes out of the conversation. I tell them they need to go get their pajamas and pick out their school clothes for tomorrow. I go to the kitchen and grab a mason jar so I can pour a glass of Moscato. After I pour half a glass I take a hefty drink. I shake my head as I think back just a few moments ago. I told the kids about the phrases I learned when I was their age. One phrase was by a women named Mrs. George Cupples.

  “Sticks and stones will break my bones but names will never hurt me.” She wrote

  They both looked at me like I was crazy. I told them the another one I learned as a child also.

  “I’m rubber and your glue. Whatever you say to me bounces off me and sticks to you.”

  They both laughed and have been trying to memorize that saying all evening. My heart breaks for them, but at the same time I’m happy they’re resilient. They’ve already forgotten about what that little fucker said to them. I clear my head with a shake. I make my way downstairs to start the shower for Jamie.

  “I’m the man of the house. I don’t take baths like girls do.” He says to me last week.

  I don’t know where he comes up with some of the things he says. He does reminds me of his father. I get him in the shower first because it doesn’t take him that long. He still takes some of his toys in there with him. After he gets out and puts his Star Wars pajamas on. He then goes upstairs to watch his favorite program while his sister’s in the bath. I rinse out the tub and take his toys out. I put them in his bucket next to the tub. I start the water for jazz and put some of her toys in the water. Her bucket sits next to tub also.

  “Do you need help washing your hair?” I ask

  “I can wash my own hair momma. I like it better when you do it though.” She looks up at me with a smile.

  “I like to wash your hair princess.” I tell her with a warm smile.

  Both her and her brother have my hair color but they have green eyes. Just like the ones that haunt my dreams. I wash and condition her hair and stand up.

  “Wash up your body princess. You have fifteen minutes to play.”

  I leave the door open and make my way upstairs. Jamie and I grab a cuddle before it’s bedtime.

  “I love you, momma.” He says as he cuddles in close to me.

  “I love you to the moon and back baby boy.”

  “When you brushed your teeth did you sing the alphabet song twice in your minds?” I ask as they were getting into bed.

  “Yes momma.” The both answer.

  I get them tucked into their beds and give each a cuddle. I tell them to sleep tight and I love them. I turn off the main light. They have their night lights on to see if they have to get up in the middle of the night. They’re both yawning and tell me they love me as I’m shutting their door.

  I grab my pajamas and robe and make my way into the bathroom. All I want to do is go crawl into my bed. I know if I don’t shower now I won’t have time to in the morning. I wash my hair and put conditioner in. I grab my body wash and loofah. I start washing my arms and stomach. As the loofah rubs against my nipples I feel a tingling in my clit. I rub the loofah down my stomach. I make my way down to the lips of my pussy. I start to rub my clit and drop the loofah and start using my fingers. I touch my sensitive nerve and it shoots pleasure throughout my body. I start to rub my throbbing clit and dip my fingers into my pussy. My mind goes back into time. I start picturing him touching himself knowing I’m watching. A moan leaves my throat. I picture him standing behind me. It’s his fingers doing the rubbing while he uses his other hand to finger fuck me. As I cum I remember that I’m in my bathroom. He left me without a backward glance. He unknowingly left the twins also. I shouldn’t be imaging him when I pleasure myself. I have to remind myself that I hate him even if I really don’t. I can’t say I blame him for taking off after I gave him my virginity. I remember the conversation that Pete had with Ali about giving her pussy away and he wasn’t going to turn it down. I was stupid thinking Dean loved me and I was his forever girl. I was a naive child thinking I found my true love at sixteen years old. I rinse my hair and body and get out of the shower. I stand in front of the mirror as I dry off and look at myself. I look myself in the eyes and tell my reflection that I’m beautiful, smart, kind, loving, and deserve the best this world has to offer. I nod my head at myself. I brush my hair, my teeth, and put my pajamas and robe on and go to my room. I’m laying in bed and I thinking about the to do list for tomorrow. The twins have an appointment. I remember that I have to send a note to school. I’m so glad that they’re both healthy and we don’t see the doctor often.

  I’m walking into work the next morning when I see Quinn. I try to discretely get to my office without him noticing.

  “Come in.” I say but he has the door open before the words are out of my mouth completely.

  He’s a good
looking man with black hair that’s styled in a faux hawk. He has piercing blue eyes that have made many women drop their panties for him. He’s 6’3 and lean but defined in a way I’ve always found attractive. He steps in and shuts the door behind him. He takes a seat in the chair directly in front of my desk. He sits back in the chair like this is his office and not mine. I’m getting a little aggravated with his presence already.

  “What can I do for you Quinn?”

  “I wanted to know if you wanted to have dinner with me on Thursday?”

  “For the last time Quinn my answer is No.”

  “You’ll say yes at some point.” He gets a look in his eyes but it disappears just as quick.

  “Why don’t you hold your breath until then.” He gives a short laugh like what I’m saying is funny.

  “Why do you always say no.” He asks me like he really doesn’t know.

  “There’s a long list as to why I always say no. The first two reasons are my children.”

  “I know your children and they know me. What’s the big deal?”

  I use the voice I use with my children so that they know I’m serious.

  “They know you in regards of being my boss’s son. They see you around the office ever so often. You know them in the same regards. I won’t go out with you for that main reason. However, there are even more reasons I have. I shouldn’t have to explain myself to you or anyone else. NO means NO and you need to learn that really quick. For the last time; I won’t date you because you’re my boss’s son. You go through women like I go through water bottles. If and when I decide to date someone it’ll be because I want to start a relationship. Which you my friend aren’t looking for. Now I have work that won’t do itself so if you’d kindly show yourself out. I need to get most of this done before I have to pick my children up. I have to leave early today.”

  His flirty attitude leaves him and there’s a stunned look on his face momentarily.

  “I’ll leave you for now. I’ll be back though and I’ll show you that you’re perfect for me. I would change my ways if I had a woman like you.” He smirks and has that cocky grin on his face that I would love to smack off.

  I shake my head and ignore him until he leaves my office. I start up my computer to prepare for my day. I look at the clock and see its already 9:15 am. I don’t have anything done and I’m annoyed. I start on my tasks and before I know it my alarm goes off. I see that it’s already time to pack up so I can get the kids to the doctor.

  I walk into Dr. Stoner’s office and the kids go right to the play section. I walk up to the desk to register them and the receptionist greets me. I sign the paperwork and give her our insurance card so she can make a copy. I hear a couple receptionist talking about the new doctor that’s taking over the practice. They say she’s here today shadowing Dr. Stoner so that she can start meeting the patients and their parents. I knew Dr. Stoner was older but I didn’t think she’d be retiring yet. When the receptionist comes back I ask her about it.

  “Dr. Stoner’s getting married and they’re going to travel that’s why she’s retiring early. The new Doctor is young around your age. Maybe a little older maybe.” Jill says to me.

  “How can she be out of medical school if she’s so young?” I ask

  “She graduated when she was sixteen and went right to college.” She replies

  She must be smart because I only know two people that graduated that young and they were twins I think to myself.

  “You’ll meet her today. She’s being introduced to all the parents and patients by Dr. Stoner.”

  The children’s names get called by Nurse Julie. We’re taken to the scales to get their height and weight. Jazz goes first she’s thirty inches tall and weighs thirty-eight pounds. Jamie gets on after his sister and he’s forty-one inches tall and weighs forty pounds. Jasmine’s in the regular percentile for her age. Jameson’s a little taller than the normal percentile but his weight’s right on. Julie shows us to the exam room. I pull out a book to read to them until they’re seen. I have almost finished reading the second book when the door opens. I swear I think I’m going to faint. Dr. Stoner rushes to me and asks if I’m okay. There’s still a ringing in my ears. I come out of the paralyzed state and look at Nic. She is standing in front of me for the first time in six years. She’s looking at me and then at the twins. Tears start running down her face as she’s shaking her head telling me she’s sorry. It’s only then that I realize I also have tears streaming from my eyes. I have my hand covering my mouth. She rushes to me from the doorway and gives me a tight hug.

  “Oh my god Lyric. I’m so sorry I didn’t know.” Nic keeps saying to me.

  My children are scared and confused. They’re trying to get her away from me and get into my lap. They’ve never seen me cry. They don’t understand who she is and why she’s made me upset. Nic moves away from me and I get the twins on my lap.

  “Can you gives us a minute with the new Doctor please?” I ask Dr. Stoner.

  “Take as much time as you need.” She looks at all of us one more time and then walks out the door and shuts it behind her.

  I sit both of the children down in the chair. I squat down so they can see my eyes.

  “Do you two remember looking at the pictures of your daddy and Auntie Nic yesterday?”

  “Yes momma.” They answer looking unsure of why I’m asking that question.

  I can see their little minds going a mile a minute. I see it click when they look at me and then Nic. It’s then that they realize who she is. I move out of the way as they both jump up.

  “Auntie Nic!” They yell.

  She squats into a position so she can brace herself for the hurricane that’s Jameson and Jasmine. She starts laughing and hugging them tight. They start to pepper her with questions about where she’s been. They ask her when their daddy will come home and see them. She looks at me over their heads and all I can do is shrug my shoulders. I know we have a lot to talk about and questions that need answered on both sides. I tell the children that they need to get their physicals finished. I ask Nic to figure out a time she can come over and we’ll sit down and figure everything out.

  Chapter 4

  Lyric

  Then

  I walk into work at grocery store and see my friend Jessica. She’s getting ready to start her shift also.

  “Something’s different about you?” She says to me.

  I grab her hand and pull her into the bathroom. I tell her about getting my period for the first time. When I look up she has this look on her face.

  “What?” I ask

  “You should’ve started your period years ago.” She states as she shakes her head.

  “I know but I guess it’s stress or something.”

  “Have you told your doctor about you not starting? What did she have to say?” She asks with concern.

  I look down at my shoes and shake my head no.

  “Well why the hell not?” She whisper yells.

  “I haven’t been to the doctor in years.” I whisper as I lower my head.

  She gets this look on her face and I think she’s getting ready to cry. I start babbling about not needing a doctor because I don’t get sick.

  “I should go to your house and kick your rotten cunt of a mother’s ass.” She spits.

  “I’m fine I promise. Ali would just find a way to make me pay for her getting her ass kicked anyway.” I laugh but we both know it’s the truth.

  “You need to make an appointment with my doctor. They have a sliding scale. With you being a minor you should not have to pay more than a couple of dollars. They give you prescriptions and things like that there in the office also.”

  Jessica’s nineteen years old but got emancipated when she was fifteen. I sometimes wonder if I should try to emancipate myself but I’m getting ready to turn seventeen. I only have one more year until I can leave and never look back. I have a 3.8 grade point average. I can go to a good college if I can get grants, scholarships, or fi
nancial aid on my own. I’ll do what I have to do to get out of Ali’s house. I shake my head to clear my thoughts. I tell Jess that we have to go punch in.

  The line’s relentless today and I’m tired and these craps are killing me. I look up to greet the next customer when I see those sexy green eyes. I greet him all breathless like I just ran a marathon. I groan and give a little cough. He looks at me and has this look like are you dying or something.

  “Are you okay?” He asks me with concern in his eyes.

  “I have a little tickle in the back of my throat from it being dry.”

  My answer must pacify him because he gets a huge smile on his face.

  “It must be the refurbished air in this place.” He replies with a smirk on his face telling me that he knows I’m lying.

  Delia comes up behind him with another cart and starts putting the contents onto the conveyer belt.

  “I didn’t think that we would need this much stuff.” She says to us.

  I remind her that they just moved here and the first shopping trip’s always the worst.

  As I’m saying good night to Jess I look up. Dean’s standing with his back leaning against his car with his legs crossed at the ankles. He’s looking sexy and I can’t help but do a slow appraisal from his muscular legs up to where you can see the bulge in his pants. I stay there for just a minute until my eyes start the slow crawl up to his tight stomach and defined chest. I continue to appraise his muscular arms that I would love to have wrapped around me. I move my eyes to his face and see a small smirk on his face that tells me that he knows what I just did and he liked it. I tell Jess good night as I walk towards him.

  “I wants details tomorrow.” She grabs my arm and says with a huge smile on her face.