Bea’s p.o.v
After my almighty outburst at Jake I was certain uncle William was going to call me into his office scolding me for speaking to his son in such an unladylike manner. when I got to my room cried to the point of exhaustion I woke to a knocking at my door, it was dark outside and I was overly warm soon realising I was fully clothed with my bed covers wrapped around me like a sausage roll, I didn’t even take my shoes off before getting in bed earlier. The knocking continued but I did not want to move from my comfy cave id made wrapped up in all this fabric I shout, “come in” the door opens, and I peek my head out the top to see who it is “hey Trixie my mom asked me to come check on you, are you ok you missed dinner?” Owen ran his hand through his hair a nervous trait I have noticed the men in this family all share awaiting my answer. “I’m fine” I say barely more than a whisper and not budging from my cocoon. He sits on the edge of the bed staring at me “Jake told me what happened, I’m sorry you feel that way about us” he looks marginally hurt by his own words before smiling widely causing my face to show confusion at him “I heard you knocked him on this arse good too” I huff and giggle slightly remembering the shock in his face when I floored him. “Mom and dad have gone out with friends for a few hours, but Jake told her you had a good day and looked like you were already making a friend when he picked you up” he did, why would he say that after what happened? “Look Trixie I won’t pretend to know what you are going through because I don’t. but Jake dose you should ask him about it he can… relate ” what does that mean I know there birth mom died before my aunt Emma came along but how can Jake know what it’s like to be in my situation “I won’t make you talk but I will make you eat so ether you come down stairs for it out I will bring it up to you, and that didn’t go so well last time” I smile at his attempt of a joke, I unwrap myself from the duvet of solitude making my way to eat with Owen hot on my trail. As I sit at the kitchen counter watching Owen reheat chicken pasta for me “TV or music?” music I reply without a thought, he connects his phone to the speakers I hadn’t even noticed were there, in fact i only new wear the cups and coffee machine were in this huge kitchen I had made no effort to find out any more than that. “Owen are yo..” Jake’s words cutting through the soft rock song play in the background “Bea… I didn’t see you there” well I can see you, all half naked dripping wet out of breath you, standing in the doorway from outside. I gawk at him in shock as I trace the droplets of water run off his sharp jaw past his broad muscular chest, navigating their way through the most masculine 6 pack I have ever seen disappearing at the waist band of his dark blue swim shorts. I can’t help but feel flushed, dry in the mouth yet wet between my legs, he has a phenomenal body! “Bea.. I am sorry about today” earth to Bea! I clear my thoughts and turn my attention toward the food sitting in front of me even though I am hungry for something else entirely now. I wonder what he tastes like “Trixie?” shaking my head of lusting thought I see a now shirtless Owen standing waving his hand in my face for attention. Why is he half naked too and oh my god he is just as sexy as Jake, slimmer, more toned and instead of a 6 pack he has an 8 pack s**t I think my p***y just spasmed “Trixie we are going for a swim if you care to join us?” I take a huge fork full of pasta and wave it at him before driving it into my mouth. He chuckles, with a wink and a smirk he walks past me and Jake to the back door I then catch Jakes eye who is grinning. clearly indicating i just got court checking them both out “when you’re ready I’m here until then, enjoy the view from side-lines” side-lines? What does he mean by that? “oh and before I forget, Owen and I have re-arranged our schedules so we can take you or pick you up from school between us so you won’t have to take the bus” they did that’s so nice of them “thanks ” I squeak out still in mesmerized by his torso in full view “you are very welcome Bea, just so you know we won’t be give up on you” his last words before exiting the kitchen were intended in comfort but annoyed me all the same.
The next few days were uneventful, I went to school came home did homework, ate dinner with the family all with as little communication as possible from me, I wasn’t ready to talk to them and although i was extremely distracted by how hot they were the other night it was wrong they are family sort of… I cannot deviate from my original plan of passing the next few years in their home without incident, no letting anyone in “you will just get hurt one way or another” I told myself. Thursday lunch came and I had been stuck in the library researching for a paper for history class for the last hour I needed some air the walls are thick with judging half spoken jibes at me from other students none with the balls to say anything to my face. I walked past the track out back and into a small, wooded area crossing a beaten down fence on my way, seeing a few cigarette buts I thought this was the right direction for me. Every school has a smoking area i was looking to sub off someone all week but couldn’t find where they hid until now. “Hey new girl?” I hear a girl’s voice from my left spotting her and a few others by some old beaten-up wooden desks near a shed with the door wide open. “hey” I made my way over to see none other than hot bad boy Jarred emerge from the shed “hello again Trixie” that voice radiated trouble “hi” he held out a pack of cigarettes offering me one which I gladly took, I don’t usually but this last month had been so s**t why not indulge in a few guilty pleasures? “So you two know each other” the first girl spoke again offering me a light “this is Trixie everyone we met the other day when she almost dented my bike” “almost” I reply while taking my first drag since leaving Brooklyn closing my eyes enjoying it a little too much. “You look like you need that” Jarred says gesturing me to sit on a desk like some of the others. “I definitely do this school sucks!” my comment earning me a roar if laughter from the crowed. I glanced over them all quickly realising they were all older than me, properly seniors not that I mind I hung out with a lot of older friends back home. They also look just like the sea of clone’s id seen so far at this hell hole then I looked closer seeing there were a few subtle features about them making them stand out a little like a studded skull belt, fish net tights or an all-black ensemble most of which could go unnoticed to the untrained eye or covered easily not to be spotted by a teacher. “it’s not all bad hear, what lesson you got next?” a tall girl with long flowing blond locks and pretty pink dress asks I reply starting a small talk conversation about class and the perverted principle. I learn that her name was Ella and her twin sister inside the shed was Ellie they look identical it’s weird, they take turns introducing themselves and I will try to remember their names. “Trixie our parents are away the weekend you should come by and hang out Friday night” “sounds good to me I will bring my kit” “kit?” Ella asks all confused “yeah, my piercing kit, it’s what we do back in Brooklyn. Dance, drink, practice body piercing” “that sound like a great party to me” Ellie chimes in, we exchange numbers for details before the bell rang, we all made are way back to the building heading in the back entrance, looks like I made some new friends to help tolerate this place and whatever Jarred is intending to be as he didn’t take his penetrating green eyes off me all lunch.
Jake picks me up muted for the third day in a row, I like the not talking version of him he seems more relaxed, less shrink like and even more attractive when he concentrates on road. Those strong arms stretched out toward the wheel with his large, soft hands and fingers gripping, tapping along with whatever was on the radio he insists we have on just like Owen each morning, he’s been dropping me off too, but Owen is more vocal he hums, sings, and even dances while driving along. After Monday’s wet half nude interaction I was avoiding them both as much as possible I didn’t want to end up a soggy mess in my panties in front of them again, but they were hell bent on becoming my chauffeurs from now on, so I had no choice but to endure there quiet understanding and gorgeous bodies in close proximity to me. We arrive home in time to see my aunt and uncle loading up their car in the driveway with luggage frantically. Jake looks just as confused as me so askes “dad, is everything alright, wears the fire?” William frowns at his son “your grandpa Eddie has had a heart attack” must be William’s father as Aunt Emma’s parents died before I was born. “Oh s**t sorry dad” Jake grab’s a bag from the ground and help loads the car when Aunt Emma walks out the house toward me. “Bea dear I’m afraid we must go to Florida immediately, I’m certain you understand however the timing is terrible I’m so sorry, will you be alright hear without me?” I get it she has to go be with her husband’s family “I will be fine, don’t worry. Go” she gave me a hug and then then the thought came to me I should ask her permission for tomorrow night’s party it might be the only chance I get. “Umm Aunt Emma I’ve been invited to Ella and Ellie’s house Friday night is it ok if I go?” the beaming smile across her face gave me the answer I wanted “oh good your already making friends, of course dear girl the boys can drive you. Have a wonderful time” I retreated inside while they drove off when suddenly the thought of being home alone with too incredibly hot older men for, I don’t know how long hit me. well it’s a good thing I have my vibrator to take the edge off.