Hating & Loving Him

Chapter 7: Avocado Slice

Ace's POV:

They were different than I expected.

All these years, I always figured Nathan, the sheriff, to be an asshole. That type of dad who was strict and uptight, but he was actually full of jokes and seemed to laugh a lot.

Katie had a hidden side of her, I couldn't quite figure it out. Part of me hoped it was some dirty side of her, a bad girl that just needed to be let out.

She bit into her burger and laughed when her dad took a massive bite giving her crazy wide eyes.

One thing I realized though, was that this guy loves his daughter. Probably more than any father ever cared or loved for their kid.

I didn't blame him, she's a good person.

Her long brown hair was pulled back in a messy ponytail and she never wore makeup or sexy clothes. It made a guy wonder, wonder if she owned any red underwear or sexy thongs.

I've only seen her in them maybe three or four times, and I mean that as I actually stared and watched. There's hundreds of times that she was changing and I avoided watching her in fear she might catch me and close her blinds forever.

Odd, isn't it? I've watched this girl for years, living right next door and listening to every phone call, every break down and all the singing.

She sang a lot, good too.

I know I've always been a nuisance in her eyes, she can't stand who I am, mostly because I beat the s**t out of her brother and stole his girlfriend.

That was just for the fun of it, like I said, I hated the guy.

Katie wasn't sexy, she also wasn't the type of beautiful that you see on the front cover of magazines or on films.

She was the type that you accidentally catch in the grocery isle and then think about for a while before never seeing her again. Years later, you're still thinking about that one pretty girl you saw in the produce isle.

I liked that she was natural, that's rare these days.

Katie leaned forward and eyed the ceiling by the door for a while, almost examining it.

As her dad stared over at it confused, I reflexively looked too and then I watched her lean forward and smile sinisterly while taking an avocado slice off her dads plate with her fork.

She stared back at it and then caught his eyes, "I thought I saw a spider." She said thoughtfully.

He made a 'hm' then eyed the rest of the walls, "I'll have the pest guy spray tomorrow." He said before biting into his burger. Completely unaware that Katie just tricked him entirely.

Her big brown eyes moved to me and she gave me a small stare before focusing on her stolen avocado slice. 

When dinner finished, I helped them clean up and Nathan gave me another shocked look but I brushed it off.

I'm sure this guy thinks I'm some spoiled s**t head. He doesn't know a single bit about my life, he's got absolutely no idea that my dad didn't do s**t around the house. That I'm the one who brought home the money, I was the one who made sure we ate, that he slept, that he didn't drink himself to death or die choking on his own vomit in his f*****g sleep.

No one knows that I was the one taking care of him, not the other way around. I can't blame them though, they all see what I let them see, that I'm some rebellious douchebag.

The less people like me, the further they'll stay away.

Only problem, I never wanted Katie to stay away too.

I can still see her eyes, the way she looked to me and wanted to pull away but she liked it. At least I hope she did.

It was a bold move, but after I talked myself into chasing her into the library, I decided to be a little bolder.

That was my first impression, and I didn't mind it.

Especially since she was so flushed, that girl had nothing on her, but sometimes we have to settle for substitutes.

I'll have her, some day.

Unlike her brother, I don't believe in taking what I want from a woman. Somethings are meant to be worked for, this was one.

Katie stood on her tiptoes pushing the bowl into the top shelf, the slither of skin on her side showing a hint of black lace.

The three times I ever saw her are all separated in years.

Age thirteen, she was a petite thing, still is but back then she was a lot shorter than me compared to now. Yet I was in my room playing video games while sitting on the edge of my bed.

She pulled off her school uniform and I couldn't pull my eyes off her. It was the first time I'd ever seen a girl half naked, well besides in playboy magazines and films. I meant really see it with my eyes.

There she was though, black underwear and a matching small bra. She was the sexiest thing I'd ever laid my eyes on.

That's where my crush on Katie moved from PG to R rated. I thought about her in the filthiest of ways, I wanted her.

The second time was when she was sixteen.

That's when she started to fill out a bit, I was trying to focus on studying for my damn finals but there she was trying on her new clothes.

The third was very recent.

Only the other night, she stripped down and stopped for a second, I was ready for her to look to the window and catch me, but she didn't look back.

It's almost as if she didn't want to let me know she knew I was watching her.

The dark blue panties, her white bra and my god was she filled in. Katie's always been skinny and a bit fit, but her ass was damn. Then there was her breast, sitting perfectly in the bra.

She was my dream girl.

I eventually forced myself to look away, reminding myself that one day, if she decides to show me, she will.

A woman's body is her right, and if there's one thing my mom taught my brother and I it's that woman are always meant to be respected.

I f**k a few girls here and there, but they're not the type of girls who want respect, they just want to f**k.

Speaking of, it's going to be real hard. No s*x for six months, I'll probably die.

Here lies Ace Miller, he died from being too horny.

After all, I doubt Nathan's going to let me invite any girls over to f**k in his home.

Maybe when he's gone.

It's that, or I start seducing his little princess.

Going up the stairs to my room, I passed by Katie's and stared out the window again.

I wonder how many times she's watched me. I've caught her staring many times, but how many times did she watch me while I was completely unaware?

It looks different from here.

A small throat clearing came from behind me and I turned my head looking behind me to see her staring at my back.

Her eyes moved to mine and I stepped aside, "Looks different from here." I commented gesturing to the window.

She stepped around me and into her room staring at the window and then me, "There's towels in the hall cabinet, showers the door beside yours. There's extra loofas and toothbrushes in the drawers." She said staring away from me and then crossing her arms over her chests.

This girl doesn't want to be friends at all.

I'm almost positive she hates my existence entirely.

I pushed my shoulder off the door frame and nodded head down the hall, the sound of her door softly shutting told me that girl is not going to sleep with me.

Possibly ever.

Grabbing a towel and heading to the bathroom, I shut the door locking it and then rummaging through the drawers.

Getting out a new loofa and a new toothbrush, I put the two on the counter and stripped down eyeing the boner.

Ah f**k.

Go figure.

Sighing, I got in the shower and rubbed it out to the thought of Katie. Sadly though, after I came, I thought of her ass again and got hard. Which just meant I'd be rubbing another one out.

This is going to be a long six months.