Date: Mon, 9 Jan 2012 14:27:15 -0800 (PST)
From: K Davids <k.davids@ymail.com>
Subject: Reckless and Relentless
This story is pure fiction and is not intended to imply anything
About the true sexuality of the reader. This story contains sexual
Contact between to underage males if this is illegal to read where
You live then please hit the back button now!! Everything in this
Story is made up, the names and people are fake: they are not
real; I did not base them off people I know! Please do not copy or
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KD
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Hello all this is my third story writing, I wrote the Some sense of
Security stories and one other one. So this isn't my first go round
with stories if you have read Some Sense of Security then do not expect
this to be anything like it! Welcome to a story of self destruction.
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Not gonna stop until my heart stops beating
Not gonna stop until my last breath comes
I'm gonna go until I hit the floor and I can't find my back to my feet anymore
Pass me a glass and let's destroy everything in this fucking place
Life at 300 miles an hour
~Reckless And Relentless~ Asking Alexandria
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Characters
Jakob Sindler- Age 16-Main Character
Brittany Greenich- Age- 18-Best friend
Catherine Lawland- Mother
Tom Lawland- Stepfather.
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I push one more time into his tight hole and grunt. I stay on top
of him for a minute then pull out of his hole. I peel the condom off my
spent dick, and toss it in the trashcan that lay near his bed. I pull up my
boxers and zip my pants. I can feel the liquor running its course through
my body. I shake my head and sit back on the bed. "That was fun.." I hear
him pant as he is trying to catch his breath.
I look at him, "No, you are just a fuck. I don't even know your
name and I probably wont remember what you even look like come tomorrow." I
say getting to my feet.
He doesn't say anything as I make my way out of the room, which is
good, because he wouldn't like anything that I had to say. Making my way
down stairs I feel exposed since I couldn't find my shirt. Reaching the end
of the hallway I find the stairs.
The blaring music hits me in waves. I can feel the pounding in my
head, I hold on to the railing as I make my way down to the sea of people
in the middle of the room dancing. I try to make my way through the crowd,
but a girl catches my arm.
"Dance with me sexy." She whispers in my ear running a hand down my
abs.
I just smirk, and dance with her for a while. I get a kick out of
how hard she is trying to get me hard. I have seen her at other parties
and I already know all about her. We dance for about ten minutes I have
fun watching her try and arouse me. Hell at one point she puts her hand
down my pants, and licks my ear suggestively. "You're not hard?" She looks
at me.
I lean in, "I just had sex, plus you aren't even attractive to me,
it would be like throwing a hotdog down a hallway." I say and walk away
losing myself in the crowd.
I finally make my way out and into the kitchen where I see others
taking shots, and I tell them to pour me in.
We toast to whatever it is, and I tilt my head back letting the
liquor go down. I shake it off and turn around and see Brittany looking at
me. "Where have you been?"
"Dancing." I say giving her a smile.
"Well come on Jakob it's four already!" She whines.
I nod and take two more shots, and let her lead me out of the
house. Everything around me is spinning, and I can still feel the music
reverberate off my skull. The last thing I remember doing is getting into
a car.
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I open my eyes and pain explodes from behind them. I stumble up,
and make it to the toilet before I puke everywhere. I puke for a good five
minutes; I spit and flush the toilet.
I walk to the counter and let out a shiver. Turning on the faucet
I look at myself in the mirror my Hazel eyes are bloodshot, I run my hands
through my chestnut brown hair. My ears are red right now. I squirt
toothpaste on my finger and brush the taste of vomit off my tongue. I look
at my build in the mirror.
I smile, because I still have a nice six pack and tone to me even
if I have been skipping football a lot. I shot off the lights and go back
into the room. I see Brittany looking at me from her bed.
"I am so hung over." I say lying in her bed getting under the
covers.
She laughs, "Well if you wouldn't drink so damned much you might
not be in this shape. By the way you look like shit."
I just hug her pulling her closer to me. "It's fucking freezing in
here." I mutter while my teeth chatter.
She lays her head on my chest her brown hair still in a ponytail.
"Well it is the middle of January in Texas, it gets cold."
"Yeah well what if I froze on the floor last night?" I ask.
She hits me in the chest. "Well you didn't."
"I could have though." I say.
She rolls her eyes, "You going home tonight?"
I shrug my shoulders, "Don't know yet. When does your dad come
back?" I ask.
"Jcup! He just went off shore you know he won't be back till the
end of the month. Why don't aren't you going home?" she asks tracing the
three freckles that are placed on my ribs right next to each other.
"Just right now I don't feel like being in the house, besides
Catherine won't even be home." I say getting the shivers from her tracing
the freckles.
She just sighs, "Lets go back to sleep its to early to be up!"
I laugh, "Do I have to get on the floor?" I ask putting on my pouty
face.
She slaps me again, "No! Just don't snore this time."
I have known Brittany for almost three years now. I met her at a
party she stopped me from drinking, because I was thirteen at the time, we
became best friends she looked out for me. She is the only one allowed to
call me Jcup. It's a stupid nickname she gave me the night we met. I was
so drunk and high I could barely speak.
I look down at her sleeping on my chest. She has always supported
me no matter what I do. She might not like the drinking, the smoking, and
the random sex I have, but she never turns her back on me. Honestly I
don't have a fucked up home if that's what your thinking.
I have a mom who works at a mental health clinic, but she is trying
to fix her marriage with my step dad. They are separated, most likely
because he and I don't get along. He expects me to be this perfect kid and
obey everything and I am not that boy. Hell he'd flip if he found out I
like to have sex with guys.
Did I mention he is the head coach at my school? He is and he
didn't make football easy at all for me, and I doubt he will make baseball
easy either. Baseball is my passion truly is, but don't get me wrong I
haven't made it easy for Tom either. I guess you can say I get bored a lot
and I cause trouble. I have ADD it's not my fault so I smoke weed to calm
down, it's not something that I need I just do it because it keeps me calm
and stops me from getting into more trouble.
I know your thinking your mother works at a mental clinic, yeah I
get the pills...but I also can sell them for cash, who knew rich kids like
ADD meds. The drinking, well I like to drink, a lot. Another thing me and
good ole step dad argue about is I like to sneak out and party. He says
because I didn't have a male authority figure in my childhood years, and
that my mom isn't to blame since she had to support the household.
Ok enough of the thinking it's getting on my nerves, I thump
Brittany on the head, "I can't sleep." I say.
"So you thump me in the head?" She asks looking up at me.
"Well yeah, what else am I supposed to do?" I ask innocently.
We just lay there not wanting to leave the warmth of the bed. I feel
her tracing the three freckles on my ribs. "Jake...who did you sleep with
yesterday?"
"Karli after school, and I never got the name of the boy last night.
I didn't give him the chance either." I say avoiding her gaze.
"Jakob Andrew! You are still messing with Karli? I thought you said
ya'll were over with?" She asked.
"She's just addicted to my dick." I say smiling.
She looks hurt. "Jakob, you are being careless with the people you
are having sex with! Just cause you don't have feelings for them doesn't
mean they don't! You are being ridiculous."
I just sigh, and get out of the bed and look for my pants. "Look
Brittany I get shit from my mom and my step dad, I really don't need it
from you."
I pull on my pants, while she gets out of bed, "Jake come on just
stop. I just worry about you. You're like my little brother."
I just shrug her off, "Where is my shirt?"
"You didn't have it on last night when we left. I barely got you
into the car." She says.
I just grab my discarded hoodie that I threw on a chair yesterday.
"Look I just got to go."
She stops me, "Come on its probably 30 degrees outside. Are you
going home? Just stay here I will order pizza and we will stay warm and
watch lame movies."
I hug her, "Thanks Brittany, but its only Saturday and there isn't a
chance in hell I'm going home. Like I said Catherine isn't at home she is
with Tom and their perfect son. I probably need to go to Henry's."
"Jakob, why do you call your mom by her first name, and maybe you
should go see your little brother. I don't like this whole arrangement
with Henry. It seems creepy as hell." She tells me.
"Because me and my dearest mother don't get along, I already told you
the deal with Henry we don't do anything. I just sit in my boxers and do
homework or whatever. Besides he pays for my cell phone, and he's weirdly
nice. I guess we could eat while I wait for him to pick me up." I say
reassuringly.
I give her my grin that no one can resist, and she just rolls her
eyes which means I win. "Fine I am going to go start on eggs." She says.
I make sure she is down stairs before I pull out my phone and make
the call. I hit and hold the number 3 and it calls him directly.
"Hello?" I hear him answer.
"Hey, it's me." I say.
"Jakob, what are you doing?" He says in a gruff voice.
"Just at Brittany's suffering from a major hangover." I smile as I
say it.
I hear him chuckle, "You never learn do you?"
"Nah, that's for pussies. So think you can come pick me up?" I ask.
I hear him sigh, "Your language is terrible. I can pick you up I was
actually out your way. I had a few errands I had to run; I was just on my
way back into the city. I can be there in about fifteen."
"Well maybe you can teach me better language like the language of
love." I say flirting with him.
As normal he ignores the flirting, "I will see you soon."
I walk down stairs to find Brittany sitting at the island, watching
the eggs cook, "You're going to burn those." I say.
"Jcup....What do you know about Henry?" she asks.
She is starting to piss me off, "Look Brittany I already told you.
He is just a lonely older guy that's it. He doesn't touch me inappropriate
or anything."
"Well it's weird that an old man would pay for barely sixteen years
old's cell phone! He isn't making you touch him?" She asks.
"Fuck no Britt! I told you he isn't like that and he is thirty eight.
I tried to seduce him and he pushed me off him! You know what I don't know
what your deal is this weekend maybe you are on your period but I'm not
dealing with the third degree from you." I say storming out of the house,
and down the street.
I called Henry and told him just to pick me up at the 7-11 down the
street. Henry agreed said he would be there soon since it was so cold. I
was fifteen when I met Henry, well I was given his number by a college dude
at a party said if I needed cash to call him. That he wasn't a shady guy
just a lonely man that helped him when he needed it.
Of course I figured he was like a sixty year old that wanted sex, and
I wasn't prepared for that, but I took a chance. Henry is a college
teacher in Austin. He lives in a nice apartment suite, and I know he has
plenty of money that is for sure he was born into money. The first time we
met up I was sweating bullets I wasn't prepared for it.
But he wasn't what I thought. He was a nice looking guy, about six
one, he towered over my five eleven frame and he was built you could tell
he worked out. He introduced himself. He eventually told me the deal. I
would chill at his apartment or we'd go out eat, movies whatever I wanted.
Just at the house he would like me to wear just my boxer, and well me being
me I was happy to agree I like people looking at my fit body. Plus he
always gave me a hundred at the end of the day. He liked my body, but he
never touched me at all. Believe me I tried, I tried to seduce him like I
said before and he literally shoved me off the couch. Kind of hurt my ego.
I heard my name being called, and it broke me from the memory. I
look to the left, and I see him parked calling to me. I shiver as the cold
icy wind slices through my thin hoodie. I rush to the black corvette and
get in.
"What were you doing waiting outside?" He asks looking over at me.
I concentrate on his pale blue eyes I notice his blonde hair has been
cut, "I was thinking. Got sidetracked."
He stares at me, "Are you high?"
I just roll my eyes, "No! What is with everyone getting on my case
today?"
"You know the rules, you are not allowed in the apartment under the
influence of anything. Did you bring home work?" He asks.
"Yes I know your rules, Mr. grumpy. No fun stuff! I left my bag at
school, was a little busy yesterday. What were you out getting?" I ask
turning my eyes to meet his.
He laughs, "Nosey today. I just had to pick up a few things. Are
you hungry?" He asks.
"Starving! Me and Brittany got into an argument so I didn't eat.
Plus I need something for my hangover! I have a question." I ask.
"Okay well we can wait and order when we get to the house, or can
stop. By the way where is your shirt? I might have an answer for your
question." He says never losing focus from the road
"Lost it after hooking up with this boy at a party, and can we order
in? Can I stay the night please? I really don't want to go back to the
house. I don't want to be alone..." I say looking sad.
He looks at me serious for a moment; I can tell he is thinking it
over. I try not to grin because I know he sees the I don't want to be
abandoned face. It's just part of my charm. I give a little shiver as
well to indicate that I am cold.
"Fine, but you will sleep in my son's room, and under no
circumstances can you come in my room after we say goodnight. I mean it
Jakob don't try anything like that." He says firmly.
I grin and he smiles too, "Yes sir."
I start to fidget with the radio, turning the stations, and messing
with the GPS navigation system. I hate riding in cars, it seems like my
ADD goes into overdrive. That's when it hits me, "You have a son?"
He looks at me like I'm crazy, "I said that over fifteen minutes
ago."
"Well it just hit me. I have never seen this son." I say.
"He lives with his mother. I had to go get him a Christmas
gift. That's the reason I was out this way today. He will be coming
Sunday." He says turning into his building.
We park in his spot, getting out of the car the cold air gets me
again, sneaking its way through my hoodie. I shiver and feel my nipples
get hard. Henry gets out and pops the trunk.
I see him pull out five bags and he asks me to grab the other ones.
I agree and we head to the elevator. I punch the floor, and we wait.
"Jeez, I thought you said just a little bit of stuff, this is a lot."
He just laughs, "I don't see him much. Not that I am trying to buy
his love I just make sure he doesn't want for things."
"Must be nice to have a father like you." I say bitterly.
He doesn't comment because the elevator asks for his code to get into
the apartment and he enters it and the doors slide open. I walk into the
warm apartment, and drop the bags by the bar. I shed my hoodie letting the
warm air flow over my bare skin. I move to start taking my jeans off but
he stops me.
"Here." He says throwing a bag at me.
I open it and there are batman boxer briefs. I just laugh "You
want me to wear these?"
He laughs, "Yes."
I make my way to the bathroom, the light is motion censored so it
turns on when I open the door. I strip out of my pants quickly, and push
my boxers down. I look at my self in the full length mirror, and smile. I
look hot, my fit body and my 8 inch dick which is nowhere near hard rests
nicely on my balls. My pubes are nice and trimmed. I grope myself before
putting the briefs on. I always hated briefs, because they felt like they
were suffocating my dick. I wont lie I looked good, they made my bubble
but stick out and my bulge as well.
I walk out of the bathroom and into the living room, and stand in
front of the huge glass window that overlooks the city. I put a hand on my
abs and keep it there. It's a habit that I do. I look over at Henry who
is still putting away all the gifts and things he bought. "I'm horny." I
say giving a cocky grin.
"Well go handle your business." He says not giving me a glance.
It irritates me I am not used to being denied what I want. I walk
over to him, and place his hand on my abs moving it to the waist band of my
boxers. "You know you want to." I say with a grin that gets me what I
want.
He frowns at me, and pushes me back, "Jakob you know the rules!" He
scowls at me.
I roll my eyes, "Whatever! You are no fucking fun." I say giving
up and sitting on the couch.
I grope myself again through the briefs, "I'm not used to being
denied what I want." I say.
"Well get used to it, because we wont be doing anything sexual." He
says.
"Then why do you like to look at me in nothing but these tight
briefs?" I ask
He looks at me, "Just do." He says turning his attention away from
me.
"Well I get what I want! I need some action!" I say getting
frustrated.
"Well go get yourself off." He says not turning towards me.
I start to get pissed, "Why when I could have someone get me off!"
He doesn't respond, I give up and flop back on the couch and turn
on his flat screen, and flip through the channels, "What kind of pizza
would you like?" he asks.
"Pepperoni." I mumble still pissed.
He just smiles, "Should have known."
I hear him on the phone to the pizza place, there is nothing on TV,
not that I actually like watching it much; it never holds my attention for
more than a few minutes, hence the reason why I don't do the whole movie
date thing. Fucking ADD kicks in, and I can't stop moving around or
touching my date.
Henry comes and sits next to me on the couch, "What are you
watching?"
I toss him the remote, "Nothing I can't find anything good on."
I watch him take a sip of a dark drink, "What's that?"
"Jack Daniels, on the rocks." He says.
I move closer, "What movies do you have?" I ask.
"I'm not giving you a drink Jake so drop the act." He says.
"What the fuck man." I say.
He just shakes his head and flips through the channels, he pops in
a DVD and I ask what it is. "Rise of the Planet of the Apes." He says.
I just sigh in defeat. I start to fidget with things; I can see
him getting agitated with me. "You can have one glass." He says walking to
the kitchen.
I just smile, "Ok, and I promise to be good." I know how to play
him like a fiddle. I wait impatiently as he makes me a drink and the door
bell rings, he stops and answers it pays for the pizza.
While he is doing that I look closer at the pictures in his living
room. I look at one with him, and I am guessing is his son, I look closer.
He looks like Henry with his blonde hair and skinny build, he has brown
eyes though. "That would be Seth, my son." He says coming up behind me.
"He looks like you." I say.
"He also looks like his mother. Food is here." He says.
"How old is he?" I ask still not looking away from the picture.
"Fifteen, now come sit down I have you a plate and your drink." He
says.
"Is he gay like you?" I ask walking to the table.
This makes Henry laugh, "Not that I know of. Don't you mean gay
like us?"
I look at him like he has lost his mind, "I'm not gay. I fuck
girls just as much."
"But is that really what you want?" He asks looking at me intently.
I take a drink of the Jack, "It doesn't matter what I want I get
what I can."
We sit in silence as we eat, I devour four slices and take another
drink, "Do you think he's had sex?" I ask.
"I don't know Jakob. he and I aren't that close." He says taking a
bite of pizza.
"I'd have sex with him." I say grinning.
This causes Henry to put his slice of pizza down, "That's why you
will never meet him. That was highly inappropriate as well."
I shrug, "Just telling you the truth. He is hot."
"Why is everything about sex with you, or drinking or smoking?
Don't you have a normal teenage life? What about your parents?" He asks.
"I like sex, and drinking, and smoking calms me down, and I do have
a life. What about my parents? My mom is to wrapped up in her failing
marriage that she blames on me, and dearest daddy walked out so long ago I
don't remember." I say taking a swig of the drink and finishing it off.
"I didn't know about your father I am sorry." He says refilling my
drink.
"Why are you refilling my drink, isn't that against your rules?" I
ask.
"Seems you open up more when you drink. Besides it's your last
one. How long have you been having sex?" Henry asks.
I stare at him, "You really want to know when I lost my virginity?"
"Yes, I would like to know." He asks.
I shiver a little bit and take a drink, "I was twelve." I tell him.
"That's a very young age, did you keep having sex?" He asks.
I just nod my head, and eat another slice of pizza. "Yup, shit I
have sex as much as I can. Before you ask I started drinking and smoking
at the age of thirteen."
"But you play football?" he asks.
"Yeah I'm the starting wide receiver, plus I like to run and keep
in shape." I say getting excited about the talk of sports.
"Doesn't the drinking and smoking catch up to you?"
I shrug my shoulders, "I only smoke on the weekends. I take care
of my body, I mean look at it." I say rubbing my abs and smiling.
He just shakes his head, "You are one fucked up kid."
I laugh, "You are just figuring this out, if I'm fucked up then
you're a pervert." I say laughing.
This causes him to laugh as well, "So why do you want to stay the
night?"
I just shrug my shoulders, "Already told you, don't feel like being
alone at home. That and me and Brittany aren't getting along."
I see my phone go off from the counter and I get up to check it,
it's a text message from a number I don't know.
-Hey, I enjoyed last night a lot.
Me-Who the fuck is this?
-We had sex last night, and it was my first time...
Me- Well you're welcome. I hope we used a condom cause I don't want kids.
-Wow, no I'm the boy you called just a fuck.
Me- no offense dude but that's what you were. I'm not gay, and I'm not
looking for a relationship.
-Ego much? I thought you were a cool guy, should have listened to others
when they said you were an asshole. Thought we could actually be friends
maybe do it again.
I just shook my head, who the hell was this, I mean the idea of
having a fuck buddy was better than the people that I had who just gave me
blow jobs and random hand jobs. I guess it wouldn't hurt seeing who this
was.
Me- Who are you?
-Connor McNair
Me- Ok Connor, rules are we aren't lovers, and we don't kiss or hold hands
ok. When we do get together we fuck and we go on about our business. Maybe
we can be friends I don't know but I'm not gay.
Connor- umm..okay...can we meet up tonight?
Me- Can't I'm in Austin right now.
Connor- oh, ok well I will let you be.
I put the phone back on the counter, and go sit next to Henry on
the couch. "Who was that?" He asks,
"Some boy I fucked last night. He wants to be friends or
something..." I say.
He nods, "Well are you interested in him?"
I look at him like he is a raving lunatic, "No! I'm not gay, and I
don't date or kiss or any of that mess especially with a guy. I just don't
date at all."
He thinks about this for a moment, "When is the last time you
actually dated?"
"When is the last time you dated instead of just getting off at the
sight of me?" I ask.
I know I crossed the line; he just gets up and tells me the spare
room is down the hall. Henry walks towards his room and closes the door.
I get up off the couch and follow him to his door I try to open it but it's
locked.
"Henry come on. Don't be such a fucking baby." I say through the
door.
He doesn't answer so I say fuck it, and make my way back to the
kitchen and grab the bottle of Jack and take my phone with me. I go to the
spare room and I text Connor telling him to send a picture of himself.
My phone goes off and I open the message and there is the picture,
he has short blonde hair, and green eyes with a bright smile. I can tell
he is on his bed from the angle the picture was taken.
Me- Your cute as fuck, glad we did have sex.
Connor- :) now you send a picture even though I remember what you look
like.
Me-You need jack off material? I'll be honest I didn't remember what you
looked like.
Connor- Why are you such a douche?
I laugh at his reply; I take another drink from the bottle. We
text back and forth for a bit me still drinking the Jack taking bigger
gulps, as I start to feel good. This kid was so innocent. He barely drank
only on a rare occasion like last night. He's never smoked, and I was the
first sexual anything to him.
I stood in front of the full length mirror and slid the briefs off
and grabbed the almost empty bottle of Jack and put it in front of my dick
and took a picture of it and sent it to Connor.
Connor- Holy shit dude that is so hot!
I just smile because I know I am hot, and since I am playing my
cards right he is going to be begging for more.
I text Brittany to let her know I was ok, and that I'm not
mad...that I am just a little over getting the third degree from people
that are supposed to love me.
Brittany- JCup I do love you, and I give you the third degree because I
love you, and care so much about you! You are like my little brother!
Me- Well sometimes love hurts.
Brit-Well then you are completely emotionally retarded and can at least
feel!
I go to reply but my mother phones in and I hit the answer button.
"Yeah." I say.
I hear her sigh, "Are you at home?" She asks.
"No. Why would I be, not like you are?" I say.
"Jakob, don't get smart with me. Where are you?" She says getting
frustrated.
I pull back on my briefs, "Well where are you?" I counter.
"Jakob Andrew! Where the hell are you?" She seethes.
I let out a laugh, "At a friend's house, if you were home you would
know that."
I hear her sigh, "Why are you such a difficult son, why can't you
be like your little brother..."
"I guess because he is thirteen and lucky him you pay a lot of
attention to him." I tell her and I walk back into the living room.
"I have had it with your attitude; I don't know what has made you
such a little jerk. Are you drunk have you been drinking again? I have
done everything I can to help you but you are going to be worthless just
like your father." She spits out.
"Whatever Catherine you are so wrapped up in your work and trying
to save your marriage to a prick, to even notice me. So why don't you get
off the phone with me and cry to Tom about how you both wish Braxton was
the only child you had to deal with. We all know how Tom feels about me
anyway." I say full of malice.
I hear her catch her breath, "Jakob you pushed Tom to hit you that
night. No it wasn't right we are working on it and he wants to have a
relationship with you, but you won't let it go. You won't let anything go"
"He shouldn't of hit me!" I scream.
"You shouldn't of pushed him, Jakob you provoked him." She says.
"Just cause I took liquor from his cabinet and told him to fuck
himself and pushed him out of my way? He was in my face, you know I don't
like people in my space! Whatever Catherine I'm not having this
conversation with you! See you Monday if you come home." I say hanging up
the phone.
I down the rest of the Jack, and sit on the couch and try to hold
back the tears of anger. I feel a hand touch my shoulder and I move to
quick and get a little dizzy. "Get off of me!" I yell at Henry.
He just moves closer, and hugs me I try to push him away, but by
now the alcohol, has taken effect. I feel like I could just go limp in his
arms and accept the embrace, but I manage to get free of him.
"Are you ok?" He asks. As I sit on the couch.
I look at him, "I'm fine!"
He sits next to me on the couch, "No your not, but you know that
already you just have too much pride to show any weakness."
I sneer, "Now you go all teacher on me."
"I'm not the enemy Jakob don't make me out to be the bad guy, I
just want to help you." He says sighing.
"You would be helping me by getting me something more to drink." I
say trying to give a smile.
He just shakes his head. "A glass of water coming right up, and I
hope you know this is the only time you drink here ever again."
I watch him get off the couch and get a glass of water, "Why are
you so against me drinking?"
"You are too young. Plus you can do damage to your body, that and
you just don't drink you till you black out." He says walking back over to
me with the water.
I take it from him, "Live fast die young." I say grinning.
"I don't know why I waste my breath on you at times." He says.
"Cause I am simply irresistible!" I slur.
He looks at me with a worried face, "You need to sleep for a bit I
will wake you when its time for dinner." He says walking off to his room.
I lay back on the couch stretching, and I pick up my phone, and I
have a text from Karli.
Karli-Hey sexy are you alone at the house?
I let out a laugh and put the phone on the floor and put a pillow
behind my head, and before I know it I am knocked out.
Hey Guys well I hope you have enjoyed the first Chapter of Reckless and
Relentless! No this story will not be all about drinking and sex and
smoking (though its what he does a lot of) The thing is will Jakob pull
himself together or destroy himself, still so much resentment towards his
mother, and has an issue with affection, could it be because he was at such
a young age when he entered the world of sex? What could have happened? I
hope you all enjoyed the first story and look forward to more!
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