Corrupted By the Bad Boy

Chapter Four - His home life and sneaking out

Colton’s P.O.V

I was heading out of the house to get Cora. I was only home for ten minutes to grab my work clothes; my dad passed out drunk on the sofa, as usual, the house a complete mess, no surprise there.

“Where the f**k are you going?” I hear in a vicious slur behind me.

Great, the monster is awake.

“Out, not like it is any of your f*****g business.” I hissed back at him.

I was not in the mood for him. He grabbed me, turning me around to face him, his hands soon around my throat and pinned me against the wall.

“Don’t be so f*****g cheeky you worthless f**k. Have some damn respect.” He hissed.

I know he was trying to scare me, but I never showed him any fear, no matter how much I was beginning to find it hard to breathe. He was not going to make me coward away from him. I grabbed his arm, yanking it roughly away from my throat and pushed him away from me.

“Respect? I am never going to Respect a f*****g monster like you.” I hissed.

He came for me again, but before he got me, I moved out the way, slipping out the front door and slamming it behind me. I f*****g hate that man. I don’t think I would even care if he was gone out of this damn world; he is a worthless piece of crap. I wish it were him that went instead of mother. I needed a damn drink but I couldn’t since I was working and if I never worked I wouldn’t eat. I knew I had to calm myself down before I started driving in case I run into a wall or something, maybe that would make things easier. At least that way, I would be with my mother rather than him, but no, I was not going to let him win that way. I climbed into my car, putting my music on loudly, that always calmed me down. I waited five minutes, texting Cora first.

Colton: On my way, be there soon well if you have not changed your mind?

Cora: Not changed my mind. I need out of this damn house.

Colton: See you in a bit

I started the car heading to hers, parking down the street. I sneaked around to the side of the house where she said her room was. I text her telling her I was outside. She was soon opening the window, freezing.

“You will be fine. I will catch you if you fall.” I said chuckling.

She glared at me before nodding her head. She carefully climbed out of the window. I could see her shaking from here. I stood right under where she was coming down just in case. I could hear her cursing and panicking as she shimmied her way down the pipe. I couldn’t help but laugh at how fearful she was. If she was going to hang out of me, she should get used to doing things like this. Cora safely made her way down until she got to the last part, she lost her grip, stumbling and falling backwards, luckily I was close enough to catch her before she fell and hurt herself.

“I told you I would catch you.” I chuckled in her ear.

“Thank You. Don’t ever ask me to that again. You want me to sneak out you bring a ladder.” She giggled, turning around to look at me.

“I will try to remember that for next time,” I said winking at her.

She blushed, pushing her hair behind her ear when I winked at her.

“Come on, let’s get going.” I smiled, extending my hand to her.

She looked nervous as her eyes fell on my hand, but she eventually took it, and I led us away, leading her to my car. We went quickly, not wanting her to get caught before we got away.

“Where are we going?” She asked.

“It is a secret,” I said smirking.

She eyed me suspiciously when I said that, a worry look in her eyes. I chuckled at how concerned she looked.

“Don’t worry your pretty little head,” I said.

“Saying that makes me worry even more.” She laughed.

“You will like it, promise,” I said, smiling at her.

Cora relaxed after that, and we were soon on our way. The place we were going was close by. It was known at the view, it was the highest point in town, and you could see the entire town from it. I found it not long after I got here, came across by accident. I go there to escape. Cora became excited, the higher we went up. I reached our destination, parking the car and as soon as I did Cora hopped out, going to the edge. I climbed out after her, going and standing next to her.

“Wow! This view is amazing. I have stayed here my entire life and never knew this place was here.” She gushed.

“I came across it accidentally,” I said.

“Great find. It is beautiful and very peaceful too.” She said, smiling widely at me.

“Yes, I like it,” I said.

I let her admire the view and headed over sitting on the bonnet of my car, resting back on my hands. Cora stood taking some photos. After taking what seemed like a hundred, she came over joining me on the bonnet. I fell silent, staring into space.

“Colton are you OK?” She asked me timidly.

“Yeah, I am OK,” I said shrugging, not looking at her.

“OK.” She said not saying anything else about it.

I reached over, placing my hand on her thigh, Cora shuddering when I did. I slowly slid my hand up and down her leg, seeing how long it would take for her to swat my hand away. Cora turned to look at me, her face flustered. I smirked to myself; she was flustered cause I was touching her, even a simple touch like this one. I reached in, letting the pad of my thumb rub over her soft cheek, she really was beautiful. Cora let out a small whine, and I quickly pulled away. What the hell am I doing? I turned my gaze away from her, looking forward, sighing.

“Colton, what happened to your throat?” She whispered.

She wasn’t meant to notice that.

“Nothing.” I snapped at her.

“It doesn’t look like nothing; it looks like fingerprints and its red. Did someone hurt you?” She asked softly.

I turned to her, nodding my head. I was not going to tell her who or why.

“Who? Are you OK?” She asked, concerned.

“It doesn’t matter who. Can we drop it please?” I said clenching my fists trying my best not to snap at her again.

“OK. But are you OK?” She asked.

“I am fine,” I replied shrugging.

Cora sensed that I never wanted to talk about and let it drop. She reached over, giving my hand a quick squeeze, her move making me jump a little, she quickly pulled away after that. I don’t like how this is going, these small gestures, the little moments, no that can’t happen. I hopped off the car, needing to put a distance between us. I don’t like what she is doing to me. I wish she would stop being, well her. I can’t have her believing I am something I am not, can’t have her thinking she is different, that is not going to work, not if I want to get her the way I want to. What is it they say treat them mean and keep them keen? Maybe I should try that.