Lily Hates Me: A Love Story — Chapter 63

A couple of weeks have passed. My father pressed charges against my so called grandpa but he disappeared. I hope I never see him again. Because next time he won't be so lucky.

Tony and I started seeing each other. For real this time. He stopped playing around with other girls and devoted all of his attention to me. I've never been with someone who was so intense about me.

"We are at school," I gasped as he pressed his lips on top of my right breast. "Stop acting like a sexual fiend."

"Sorry," he said in a raspy voice and groped me under the shirt. He is not sorry at all!

"Tony..." I called him but he wasn't paying any attention to me and kept touching me. "Anthony!" I yelled.

"What?" he said quickly, finally snapping out of it.

"My birthday is next week. My parents are taking me to the beach house in Block Island. Will you come?" I asked.

"I wouldn't miss it," he smiled.

"Great, you can resume your groping now," I said casually.

He laughed. "See...I knew you liked me touching you. We are both sexual fiends," he said and kissed me again.

It was true. I was madly in love with him and our physical attraction was strong. I couldn't control myself around him.

I wanted a low key birthday this year so mom and dad decided to take me to the island to celebrate. Uncle Ryan and Aunt Molly also joined in.

Things had been hilariously awkward since we found Ryan with Molly doing...you know what.

And of course dad has to make things even more awkward by publicly making fun of him.

"We are getting married," my aunt Molly announced at the dinner table. We were already at the beach house, settled in and now having dinner together.

"Who is this 'we' do you speak of?" dad smirked.

"Very funny. You now who I mean. Ryan and I," Molly said irritably.

"Congratulations!" Tony and I said at the same time.

"You mean you actually said yes to this twerp?" dad raised his eyebrows.

"I am not a twe...twer..." uncle Ryan started to protest.

"Yeah, yeah, anyway...I'm happy for you both," dad said and slapped him on the back. "But that doesn't mean I want to hear you doing the dirty next door. Keep the noise level to a minimum."

"Ewww dad!" I cringed.

"That goes for you too young lady. Separate bedrooms and none of that sneaking around in the middle of the night with your boyfriend," dad said and glared at Tony.

"Understood, sir!" Tony declared.

I rolled my eyes and looked at my mom but she just smiled and shook her head.

Pretty soon it was time for bed so I told everyone goodnight and went to bed.

A few minutes later, I gasped as I felt a hand underneath my blanket.

"Shh...its just me," Tony whispered. So much for not sneaking around at night.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to get beat up?" I said and suppressed my giggles as he touched my ribs.

"I've missed you," he said and started to kiss my neck.

"Tony stop that..." I let out a soft moan.

"You have to be very quiet or else they might wake up," he whispered.

I almost let out another moan as he softly stroked between my legs but he suppressed it by kissing me. I reached over and pulled him closer.

"Is this okay?" he said in a husky voice. I nodded. There's no way I can stop now.

I buried my face in his chest to muffle my voice as he slipped in and out of me.

"Does this feel good?" his voice was low and gentle. I nodded, unable to speak. It felt way too good.

"Promise you won't ever leave me," he growled.

"I...I won't leave you," I said in a breathy whisper.

"Promise me,"he demanded.

"I promise," I said and pulled him closer to my chest. He sounded so vulnerable.

Something crashed outside, waking me up from my deep slumber.

"What the fuck was that?" Tony asked. He sounded like he was still half asleep.

"Shoot, I don't know. But you better get out of here before dad catches you in my bed," I said hurriedly.

"I am gonna go check it out," Tony said and put his shirt back on. I caught a glimpse of his abs and blushed. Jeez...I can't get over how beautiful he is.

"I'm coming with you!" I said and followed him closely. I have seen enough horror movies not to send my boyfriend outside by himself.

"WHO DID THIS!"

I heard my dad shout. He came outside alongside my mom. My eyes turned wide as I saw the big trashcan tipped over, spilling its content everywhere.

"Maybe it was a bear," Tony suggested.

Aunt Molly came out of the house. She was crying. "No, it wasn't," she said. Uncle Ryan came behind her like he just woke up.

My mom ran towards her. "What's wrong, Molly? Why are you crying?" she asked.

"It was dad. He was here," she sobbed. "I went to the kitchen to get some water, and he grabbed me. He said if I made noise to wake you guys up, he would kill me. And if I don't go with him, he will take Summer instead. That's when Ryan came out and scared him off," she said.

"Oh, hell no!" My dad screamed. "I am going to kill him, I swear!"

"Jacob, just calm down. Let's call the cops," mom suggested.

"It's too late. He already ran away," Molly said.

He must've knocked the trashcan over in a hurry, I thought.

"What did he want?" My mom asked.

"He said he never stopped thinking about me. He loves me like he did when I was a little girl," aunt Molly made a disgusted face. "He wanted me to go with him. He said it doesn't suit me to get married. And...and I was still his little whore," she said and burst into tears. Uncle Ryan quickly grabbed her and hugged her.

That disgusting monster! I felt like throwing up when I thought about the things he did to Aunt Molly.

The police were called, but it was too late. He was long gone, and we had no idea where he went.

Tony was glued to me for the rest of the trip. He wouldn't even let me go to the bathroom alone.

"Tony, you are paranoid. He won't come back," I laughed.

"You were kidnapped, Summer. And then your deranged grandfather followed us here. You think I am going to leave you alone for one second?" he winced.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him. "You are too cute when you are all worried about me," I smiled.

"I am not going to let anything happen to you," he said in a serious tone.

"I know," I said.

But Tony couldn't always be near me to protect me. Two weeks after the trip, he came back, and this time the target was me.

I went to the mall to hang out with Sarah, but she was late. But as I was about to get on the parking lot elevator, someone grabbed me. Not this again!

"You!" I exclaimed as I realized who it was.

"You are coming with me," grandpa, otherwise known as Mr. pedophile said.

"I don't think so, pervert," I said.

"That's no way to speak to your grandfather. Didn't your daddy teach you any manners?" he snarled.

"What do you want?" I croaked.

"Since my little girl won't come with me, I am taking Jacob's. Why should that shithead have you all to himself?" he grinned.

Eww...just how sick is this guy?