Lily Hates Me: A Love Story — Chapter 53

"S...s...shit.." uncle Ryan stammered.

I suppressed my giggles as uncle Ryan looked terrified. Poor thing.

"What the fuck? When...how?" dad roared.

"Don't you hurt him Jacob!" aunt Molly cried and stood in front of him protectively.

"Why would I hurt him? I'm just surprised. That twerp has been single for so long I thought he was gay and afraid to come out," dad said irritably.

"Y...you aren't mad?" uncle Ryan asked.

"No. I'm not mad. Come over here," dad said.

"Nn...no," uncle Ryan said. He still looked scared.

"Get your ass over here right now!" dad cried.

"I don't wanna. You are gonna beat me up. I'm fine right where I am," uncle Ryan protested.

"I'm not gonna do anything, I swear," dad smirked. I don't blame uncle Ryan. I kinda don't trust him either.

Uncle Ryan sighed and came closer. Dad grabbed him and put him on a headlock. So much for not doing anything.

"Jacob!" Molly cried.

"Look at the lil twerp finally became a man. I just never thought it would be with my sister," he laughed and ruffled his hair.

"I am 37 years old!" Ryan exclaimed.

"Let him go you bully!" my mom yelled but she could barely contain her laughter.

My dad let go of him. "I'm just messing with you, buddy. I'm happy for you. My sister couldn't have picked a better man," he said.

Uncle Ryan's eyes lit up. "You mean that?" he asked.

"Of course. You should've seen the losers she used to date. Yikes," dad remarked.

"Hey!" aunt Molly protested.

"Anyway, we should go. But be careful Molly," mom said. "Don't let that man get close to you again."

"I won't. Thank you for coming to check on me," Molly said and kissed my mom on the cheek. "And you be careful too Summer," she said to me.

We headed back to our house. I can't believe so much has happened in one day. I hope that man never comes back.

The rest of the night was uneventful. I went to the bathroom to change and gasped as I saw the mark on my neck again. Damn you, Tony! He did this so I couldn't stop thinking about him. Why won't this go away? I thought as I rubbed the spot.

My phone ding.

Changed your mind about having a steamy, hot night with me yet? Tony texted.

I almost threw my phone on the ground.

Keep dreaming and stop harassing me, I replied and went to sleep. I am not in the mood for his crap.

I ran into Anthony at school. He looked like he didn't sleep at all last night.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"I've been up all night thinking about how to get Tony to hang out with me. You know, just the two of us. But he is always with friends or some girl," he said.

I put my hand on his shoulder. "You might as well just give up. Tony is a Slut. But mostly for girls. I'm sure you'll find someone way better than him.

"Yeah, besides, all he does is talk about you when we do get together at school," he said, frustrated.

"He does?" I found myself blushing despite my claims of hating him.

"Yeah, why, do you like him now?" Anthony narrowed his eyes.

I let out a nervous chuckle. "N..no way," I said.

"Right. But anyway, I'm gonna head to class. See ya," he waved goodbye.

I started to head to class myself.

"Summer,"

I heard someone calling my name. It came from under the staircase.

"Over here," the voice called. It was dark behind the stairs so I couldn't see anything.

You'd think years of watching horror movies will teach me not up follow the mysterious voice but I'm apparently an idiot.

"Who is it?" I called and stepped closer.

A hand reached out and grabbed me. Then pulled me towards the back.

"Tony! What the...mmpf!" he didn't let me finish and shut my mouth with a suffocating kiss. His hands tightly gripped my hips and his tongue moved inside my mouth slowly but hungrily. I should've fought harder but it didn't help that he is an amazing kisser and I was secretly attracted to him.

I raised my hand to slap him when he broke the kiss but stopped on my tracks. His face was still badly bruised so I couldn't bring myself to hurt him.

"Why'd you stop? Go ahead and hit me," he smirked.

"Fuck off masochist. Why do you keep forcing yourself on me?" I whined.

"Because I'm a bad person," he said and smiled deviously. He leaned over and placed small kisses on my jaw then trailed his lips down my neck, leaving goosebumps all over my body.

"Stop it, we are going to be late," I said weakly. I was losing myself slowly as if I was on drugs. Everywhere he touched felt so good.

"We are already late," he said in a deep and husky voice and continued to kiss all over my skin. He unbuttoned the front of my shirt.

Wait, this is where I'm supposed to tell him no because he was crossing the line, right?

He pulled down my shirt halfway, just enough to expose my breasts. Thank God I was wearing a bra.

I moaned as he traced his fingers over my bra, making a small circle around my right nipple.

"Beautiful," he whispered. My heart fluttered uncontrollably.

He cupped my breasts then kissed right above them, one at a time. I felt a jolt of electricity run through my veins. My entire body was hot with desire. But I can't let him have me fully because then he will win and I'll become like all the other girls he slept with!

"Tony...I...I don't want to," I whimpered. It was my last pathetic attempt at gaining some type of self control.

"I know, I won't go any further. Not here anyway," he kissed me on the forehead and buttoned my shirt back up. "Just teasing you. Part two of your punishment for beating me up," he smirked.

"Y...you are so evil!" I whispered.

"Yep, well, since we are skipping class, let's go get some food," he suggested.

"Are you kidding me! I can't trust you after what you just did to me!" I cried.

"I won't do anything else to you for the rest of the day and I'll buy you food. Scout's honor," he promised.

I sighed. There was no denying I was attracted to him. Now that he teased my body, I was hungry and horny. Might as well let him buy me food.

"Fine. I want wings," I declared.

"Anything you want babycakes," he smirked.

"Whoa there, buddy, I draw the line at babycakes," I glared at him.

"You'd let me touch your boobs but draw the line at a nickname?" he raised his eyebrows.

"Cringey nicknames! We are not in a relationship so no nicknames!" I said.

"You are no fun. But whatever. Let's go eat, I'm starving," he said and grabbed my hand.