The Preacher's Daughter

Mr. Hollow dropped me off at the same motel I and Mary stayed..

"I look like shit." I say to myself walking like a misguided ghost in the parking lot tapping my phone on my palm.

"Wow." I twirled around to see Andy with a huge smile; he is wearing black skinny jeans and a rip cartoon shirt. Wow he does have a lot of tattoos.

"Hi, again." I whisper giving him an awkward half wave.

"You look uh... Where have you been?" Andy asks eyeing my outfit.

"Uh.... How are you." I say with a weak beam.

"Good, you wanna get some brunch?" I shook my head and point to the park over the street. "Let's go than." Andy held out his hand to me, I am touching him again. I nod and grab his hand. This is so unreal.

"So I have a tattoo." I broke the silence. "I got one friday night." I snap turning my head to Andy as we swing on the swing set.

"Really? God," he laughs. "I barley remember friday night, it is still a blur, same with the guys."

"Did you know we kissed?" He shot his head up wide eyed. "That's a face that's says no." I gave a slight pout feeling really embarrassed now.

"Uh,like I said I barley remember uh... That." Andy muter's snapping his tongue with teeth. "What tattoo?"

"Oh this," I whisper standing up walking till I am in front of him. "I am wearing a dress but you can unzip my dress its on my waist." I whisper shyly.

He nods and un zip my dress. "Fallen angel." Feeling his finger tips on me making me moan. Oh god he heard that!

"You okay there Gracie?" He asks zipping me up.

"Huh? Yeah I am." I respond twirling back around, he sitting and I am between his legs I never been so close to a guy, well when I could remember.

"You look tense." I scoff and nod.

"Yeah, kinda am. I was in church when you called me and I never went back."

"You did what?"

I bit down on my bottom lip and nod. "I-"

My phone startle me once again. I grabbed it and saw its my father my eyes suddenly grew so wide I could see the face of my father through the damn phone, yes it does not make sense.... "Gracie you okay?"

I turn my phone to Andy. "Dad, I am so dead." I mumer feeling cold and dead inside.

"Why would he be mad?"

"You don't wanna know why." I snap answering the cell. "Dad, hi."

"Gracen I heard you were not feeling well, we will be home in an hour." I let out a huge sigh of relieve thanking my sister in my thoughts.

"Yes of course dear father." He hanged up and so did I. "I need to get home." I breathe walking away.

"Hey can I see you again." Andy grip on my arm twirling me around.

"I...no sorry my father is.. He won't allow me." I stutter.

"C'mon," his finger slide down my cheeks and a grin spreads across his face. "I really want to see you again, we can just call and skype whatever you want. And when I am done with tour we can just hang out, you can come visit me in LA, please."

Should I? How can I say no to that puppy dog eyes. "O..kay."

He sighed and lean his head to mine. "I should go."

"Bye my little Rebel." I scoff and push him back.


"Call you later okay?" His face lights up and nod quickly.


"I will answer!"He yells as Mr.Hollow just stop on the pavement. Good timing Mr. Hollow.

I gave a half wave once again and climbed in. "Is that him Gracen?" Mr. Hollow asks shocked. "He is full of tattoos and stuff."

I groan and lean my head on my hands. "I like him Mr. Hollow, dad will never know we are just friends."

"Just friends?" He ask me looking through the review mirror.

"Yes just friends."

"Just remember Gracen your father will go all holy on you when he finds out you lied to him and not to mention that man over there looks like a painting, a painting people just spit paint on, he is a dirty canvas."

"Yeah but he has a heart of gold." I whisper thinking of Andy's touch, his face his... No! Friends, your dad will never allow that.

Notes

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