Living With The Player novel Chapter 8

I pushed him off me with all the strength I had, wiped my face with my sweaty palms and ran out of the room, the nearest flight of stairs and went straight into my room.

In my safe haven, I placed my palm against my fast beating heart, trying to calm it down.

I was going to risk it all back there? For Dylan?

"What's wrong with me?" I mombled, the room was spinning and my head was hurting. Dylan doesn't remember what happened that night. He just wants to have sex with me and brag about it to his friends and I can't have him affect me or break his way into my heart. I laid on my bed, closing my eyes, forcing myself to go to sleep.

The next morning, The sun rays shone brightly, I rubbed my eyelids, yawning a little tired from the events of the previous day.

I assume everyone let me sleep since I didn't receive a call from last night till now. I stayed in my room and didn't bother going downstairs for dinner making me extra hungry.

Mrs. Emerton said to leave my clothes in a laundry basket for the washing machine, so all I had to do was get ready for school and have Dylan drop me off.

I didn't think I'd want to be holding onto his abs everyday for weeks or months or how long it takes to get a new house. I figured I would walk or save up and get a car or maybe his dad could drop me off if it isn't too much trouble. I went through the clothes they got me picking a white shirt and a blue jeans, I went with snickrs to match the whole week day look. I wasn't able to get any home work done. I just hoped the teachers wouldn't mind. I hung my bag on my shoulder and walked out of the room, extremely hungry. I walked downstairs slowly. They were all eating pancakes including Dylan, I brushed past him and his eyes stayed on my back until I took a seat across him. I felt him trail me up till I sat down, of course I didn't dare look across and meet his waiting gaze. That's what he wants. To make me crumble under him, prove he's the alpha male. He just loves messing with people. Messing with me. No more.

"Good Morning everyone."

I say quietly taking my breakfast. So far, so good. I assume not if Dylan has something to say about it.

"Morning dear, hope you slept well?"

His mom asked, I nodded in response, eating in silence.

After a few pancakes, I got up to walk to school. I needed to leave early if I wanted to get there before first period.

"I am off to school." I said, they both gave me weird looks before his dad spoke up.

"Dylan can drop you off dear, you can't walk to school."

"Of course I can." I replied with a playful chuckle but they didn't see convinced.

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