《I Fucked Your Dad》FuckinPromposal
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Since things took a turn for the worse with Marlon I had to go back to my normal routine. Lately, I been going to the gym at school with Jackson before class. Checking the radio clock on my nightstand it read 6:08 a.m. I pulled myself together, putting on my black Nike sports bra, and some matching leggings, with my favorite worn down workout shoes. On the drive to school I started realizing the things in my life that were happening like my mom coming back in a couple of days, prom, my birthday next week and then graduation the week after that... not mentioning Leigh's graduation party. I was so wrapped up in Marlon and getting fucked that I was missing out on life. I sat at the red light and it was like a light bulb went off in my head when the light turned green because I shouted out "Prom!" Prom was coming up and Jackson hasn't mentioned anything about it or at least I haven't.
"Beeeeeeeeeep" Snapping back into reality when I heard a horn being blown from behind me. I jumped a little before driving through the yellow light. Focusing on the road, my mind went back to thinking about prom. How could he not even bring it up with all these annoying ass promfuckinposals that been going on at school. Personally, I think the shit is silly, like honestly who the hell putting all that energy into something like that? Getting all those balloons, poster boards and shit, just for the bitch to say no. With a slight attitude I pulled into my parking spot at school, good thing I'm going to the gym I can work off this attitude before approaching Jackson for his reasoning of not asking me to prom. I grabbed my gym bag from the backseat and started walking towards the school entrance. Walking pass a group of football players I glanced to see if Jackson was one of them, but he wasn't so I turned my attention back to focusing on going to the gym.
"Looking good Ms. Levi" one of the coaches called out to me while walking pass. I gave him a side eye look, he smiled and winked at me showing his dimples.
I reached the double doors to the school and turned around just to see if he was still looking at me. He was talking to the team but was staring right at me. He smiled at me again before I turned around and went inside. Why are all the coaches here so damn fine? I can't be the only girl around here fucking or wanting to fuck a coach or teacher. I smacked my lips as I walked into school and saw prom banners being put up. Thinking about the coaches had me thinking about Marlon and how it has been four weeks since we last had sex. Then to top it off I walk into school with prom shit being thrown in my face. I really needed this workout and I needed it bad.
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I made it to the gym door without getting stopped by anyone. When I reached for my gym key that I keep chained on my gym bag I didn't feel my key and that's when me being irritated went to another level. I dropped my bag down and started digging through it. Bro, where the hell is my key! I took everything out and shook my bag upside down. Are you fucking serious? I threw all my stuff back into the bag and started walking towards my locker. "That fucking Jackson got my key." I said out loud pulling my phone out the side pocket.
"Siri, call Jackson."
"Calling, Jackson." Siri repeated back.
"Jackson you better answer this fucking pho--." The call went to voicemail and my temper raised. So fucking annoying, I swear. I turned the last corner before reaching my locker. Putting the last combination in I yanked the locker open and my attitude suddenly went out with the yank, when I saw my gym key sitting on top of a white envelope with Jackson's handwriting on it reading "A Promfuckinposal" I rolled my eyes and smiled and took the card out the envelope. When I opened the card, a condom fell out and landed by my foot. "oh shit" I looked around and covered it up with my foot and started reading the card.
"I know you find promposals corny, but I'm trying to get you horny. Prom this week, I'm tryna get them cheeks." I couldn't help not laughing at his note he is so corny, which made me realize why we started dating in the first place. He knew how to make me smile.
Before closing my locker, I put the gym key and the letter inside my bag along with the condom that fell on the floor. With a smile on my face and feeling satisfied I headed back to the gym. Whe I unlocked the door and walked in, Jackson was sitting on the bench with Leigh behind him and a couple of our teammates from soccer and football scattered around. He was looking directly at me while everyone else was still focusing on what they were doing. With his big wide smile showing his pearly whites his brown eyes lit up looking at me while I walked toward him. He stood up and met me halfway in the middle of the gym.
"So, wassup?" he asked licking his lips smiling. He wrapped his arms around my neck pulling me into his chest.
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I looked up at him and said "Yes." Without saying anything people started clapping and I immediately felt embarrassed.
"Jackson, I know you didn't tell them about us." Looking up at him he started smiling. I pulled away from him and hit him on the chest but still whispering,
"I'm not playing with you J" He pulled me back and kissed my forehead.
"You know how I feel about my business, they just think it's a regular promposal." We kissed just to seal the deal.
"Finally, y'all can rock each other's world." Leigh laughed as she walked up hitting Jackson on the back. He looked down at me "My bad, but of course you knew she was going to know".
"I know, I know... did you help with the note? Turning my attention towards her.
She smiled "Oh no, he put this all together I was just there to make it make sense." She opened her arms for a hug. "We haven't done this in a while, how about one last hug before you become a new woman. Whispering the last part, she pulled Jackson by the shirt to get in front of me.
Maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me but did her ass just touch his print? Jackson and I eyes connected when I went in for the hug and he backed off with his hands up with a "I didn't do nothing" facial expression.
"Hey babe, I'll see you back at your house after school to see about all the prom shit, we got to do." He called out before going back to the weight bench to lift.
"Come on let's go warm up." Leigh pulled away and started walking towards the other end of the gym to stretch on the mats.
During classes I started to realize how close Jackson and Leigh had got since I been out of the mix and I just hope its not all bad. I know Leigh, she wouldn't sleep with someone else's man. And Jackson, he wouldn't do anything like this or would he? Would they? I've been a shit as friend and girlfriend to them but that would be the biggest betrayal from them both. I'll put this thought in the back of my mind for now but, I know I'll need to revisit before it starts making me feel a certain way.
After class, I headed to the grocery store and then back home. It was time to restock and clean the house before my mom returned from her work trip. After putting the last of the groceries up I went into the laundry room to get the vacuum. Coming home to a clean house is something my mom takes pride on and even though I haven't really been anywhere other than my room and the kitchen I still made sure the floors was vacuumed, dishes washed, pillows fluffed, and everything dusted. I was still having the thoughts of Leigh and Jackson, I couldn't figure out why it was so triggering. Maybe, because I'm having sex or had sex with her dad or maybe something is actually going on? With all these thoughts flowing through my mind I had to write them down before I started getting ahead of myself with anger. Done cleaning, I went into my room and pulled my journal off my bed and sat at my desk. Opening to a new page I started writing down all my thoughts and a recap of my day.
*Ding*
I looked up from writing and saw Jackson's car outside. I been wrapped up in my thoughts and forgot he was coming over. He rung the door bell again and I knew he was about to go for another ring before he started taking it overboard. I quickly walked to the door and opened it, catching him about to ring it again.
"Oh shit." He leaned in and kissed me on the forehead before coming in.
"What took you so long to get here?" I asked him while heading to the kitchen. "Water?"
"Nah, I'm good. I had a tutoring gig after school." Leaning on the counter he started looking at me with lust in his eyes. Testing him I asked,
"Why are you looking at me like you want to eat me."
He raised his eyebrows still staring at me "I do, meet me in your room in about 10 minutes.
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