The Bad Boy's? Or my Abuser?

Chapter Thirteen

An exasperated sigh left the young woman's lips, as her baby blue jeep came to a stop in front of a large two story ranch style house, which gave the woman slight anxiety realizing this would be her new ‘home’ for the upcoming month, and then she’d be forced to switch roommates soon. Now any young teenage girl would normally be ecstatic to live with a teenage boy, and to switch ‘hot’ roommates every other month or so...but not Julian, this was her nightmare. Julian begrudgingly opened up her door, as she slid out of her seat, and slowly shut the door as a young male with wildly fluffy hair appeared in the front driveway next to her.

“With your expensive taste, I didn’t expect you to be a farmer's son.”

The young brunette's voice cooly teased the young male, causing the others lips to curl up into a smirk, as he chuckled. Brandon wasn’t someone she was too worried about pulling a fast one on her. An over exaggerated gasp left the brute's mouth, as he placed his right hand over his heart, and used his left hand to point in disbelief at Julian. This only caused the vixen to frown lightly in annoyance, and begin to search for a way to escape this teenage boys over dramatic attitude.

“Oh Julian, you wound me so… How dare you judge me for what my parents do. Here I thought you would be on my side..”

The fluffy haired brute spoke in a teasing tone, as he began to approach the young brunette, and smirk slightly causing the vixen to send a warning glare to the brute. Julian's warning glare did nothing to deter the young buck, as he came to a stop in front of the saucy brunette. What the fluffy haired masculine did next shocked the young vixen, seeing as he began to ‘attack’ Julian’s sides causing her to burst out laughing, and smack the bucks chest.

“St-Stop Bra-brandon! This isn't fu-funny”

The brunette gasped out in between bursts of laughter, and jumped backwards trying to avoid Brandon as he continued to tickle her sides relentlessly which caused the fluffy haired masculine to laugh as well. As the two broke apart, both were panting as if they had just ran a marathon, the young vixen felt a small smile tug at the corners of her lips, and she felt for the first time a little younger. Brandon's dark brown optics softened slightly, noticing a small smile, but nonetheless a smile grace Julian's lips, and just like that the fluffy haired brute knew he would protect this little lady until he couldn’t anymore. Whether the masculine couldn’t stand or breath, Brandon swore silently to himself he would do his best to protect her.

“So, Brandon… Where am I going to live in my one month stay?”

Her voice dragged the masculine out of his thoughts, causing a soft heat to rise to his cheeks from being caught off guard, and he swiftly tried to cover up being caught off guard with a superficial fake cough. The vixen's soft brown eyebrow rose calling his bullshit, but nevertheless chose to stay silent, as the other collected his thoughts, and gave her an appropriate answer on where she would be living in this cute little farm house..well ranch house.

“Oh, urm. Follow me I’ll show you to your home away from home...right this way Julian.”

The blushing brute stuttered, as his right hand moved to rub at the back of his neck, and began to move forward to his luxurious ranch style house. The flustered male led a collected vixen up onto the covered front deck, and into the house pausing for a moment letting the newcomer get acclimated to the new environment she would call her home for the following weeks. Julian felt her stormy optics flutter, as they adjusted to the artificial light compared to the natural sunlight from outside, and then they began to roam around the brutes' childhood living room. The vixen noticed several family portraits, something that she found strange seeing as her family had never done portraits, and she never felt as if they were that important to do. Brandon let out a soft hum, as he placed his hands on his hips regaining a bit of his playful attitude, since he was no longer flustered, and gave the young vixen a tap on her shoulder beckoning her to follow him.

“Your bedroom will be right next to mine, If you need anything..just knock on the wall, and I’ll come a running. Also If you ever have an itch you need scratching...just come on into my room, I won't bite”

The brute playfully smirked, as the vixen snarled, kicking the brute out of her new room, and slammed the door behind him leaving a confused Brandon out in the hallway due to how the situation escalated so rapidly after one harmless joke. Yet once again the masculine shook his head realizing that he was supposed to protect Julian, from an abusive asshole who sexually assaulted her for years, among other things such as physically abuse to mental abuse, and he went on to make a s****l joke...that definitely wasn't the way to win her over.

“This game isn’t like any of the other ones we’ve played, especially since I don’t think I want the prize..well not the normal prize at least”