Taunting Each Other
1179 Words
Waking I walk down, my dad sitting there with Jasper. I walk straight past him and hug my dad.
“Morning princess, what are your plans today?” He smiles at me as I grab a coffee.
“Oh, I don’t know. Tracking down old friends, old boyfriends, nothing too fun.” I feel Jasper glaring at me.
“Please tell me you’re joking princess.” I turn and look at my dad.
“Why Daddy?” I smile innocently.
“Because they don’t deserve you, friends, sure, but those guys don’t deserve you. Come to the club, I have someone for you to meet princess.” Ah, my dad's trying to set me up. I laugh at the thought, especially as Jasper looks shocked. He nudges my dad and looks at him confused.
“Little D is new, he’s her age and needs showing around the city.”
“He’s also new at bikes, only been riding a year. Are you sure you shouldn’t get one of the guys to help him?”
“I will do it, Daddy, I could do with making some new friends, and if they have bikes it makes it easier to meet up when I leave.” I take out my phone and look at the dating app.
“Thank you, princess. You can meet us there in about two hours, I need to leave. I will see you soon.” He kisses me and leaves with Jasper, I stand reading the messages. I don’t plan to do anything. I joined the app a month ago but never felt comfortable meeting anyone.
My profile doesn’t show my face, again a precaution from Joel, clicking one of the messages I begin reading it.
A lot in common. I love my bikes, so I have a question, your profile states you love bikes, and know how to ride but don’t own one. Is there a reason for this? I only ask as a woman in bike gear is hot, and your picture proves that.
I laugh at the message. I put on an old picture of me in my biking gear. Ideally, I would like to meet someone who likes bikes, they would then get along great with my dad. I read the message and consider what reply.
“Really!” I jump and turn to see Jasper.
“What?” How long had he been standing there?
“Stop acting like a brat Harley, and doing it in front of your f*****g dad. Why? Do you really think your words have an effect on me?”
I stay looking at my phone while smirking. “You came back to tell me off, so that says something I said had an effect on you.” The guy in the message is local to here, I don’t recognise him from my dad's club, so maybe he doesn’t know him?
“I came back to tell you to grow the f**k up Harley. Your dad will ask what the hell is going on if you keep acting like a brat. So stop, and f*****g behave!”
His words have me laugh out loud. “I’m sorry, I may have called you daddy but that didn’t mean you can order me around or that I would listen. You should probably leave before my daddy does begin to wonder why you’re here still.” As I finish talking the phone disappears from my hand.
“Not until you actually pay attention and listen, Harley!”
“Sorry, but I don’t do as I’m told, now give me back my phone.” I hold out my hand waiting for him to give it back to me.
“When you listen. That s**t with your dad needs to stop before he starts asking questions. You’re his f*****g daughter! I’m his best friend, do you really not realise how f****d up that is?”
I smirk at him. “See, you didn’t see it as f****d up while I was gagging around your c**k last night while you f****d my mouth, did you?”
He glares at me. “That was an accident.”
I laugh too loud. “Oh, was it one of those accidents, where she fell and landed on his d**k, but instead, you somehow told me to get on my knees and accidentally slipped inside of my mouth?” Hell, he is fun to taunt. He moves quickly, his hand grasps my neck as he slams my body against the fridge.
“See, Uncle Jasper, you just can’t keep your hands off me. You tell me to behave but look at you. Now, can I please have my phone?” I hold out my hand waiting while smiling. His eyes go from me to the phone and he freezes.
“What are doing on that website?”
My eyes roll and he glares at me.
“Right now nothing, as you have the damn phone!” I go to snatch it back and he moves it, still keeping his hand wrapped around my throat.
“Are you f*****g crazy? It’s a website that’s mostly used for a quick f**k. Not for people who can actually have relationships and get s*x like normal people.”
“You see Daddy, I apparently can’t get s*x like normal people, you proved that.” He stares shocked, and it gives me a chance to grasp the phone from his hand. I hit the button so it locks.
“Harley! Stop. I watched you f*****g grow up! I should never have touched you last night. I’m sorry for doing that, for making you think that meant this was more than it would ever have been.”
“You see, you say that, but I never thought it was anything other than a bit of fun. I didn’t expect marriage or even a relationship. I was ready for us to use each other equally last night then never do it again.”
“What? Harley you should want that, you shouldn’t be happy f*****g anyone and everyone and getting yourself labelled a whore.” I swing my hand and it hits him hard.
“f**k you! The rest I can live with, but calling me a f*****g w***e? You don’t even know me, or my life. So you can’t say s**t!” I scream in his face.
“Based on how quickly you let me touch you in that room while you danced it shows you do it far too often.” He looks smug, like saying that has made him win.
I push him back and fight back the tears. “I don’t care what you think. You didn’t seem to care last night either.” I move back more and he watches me. “You assume that night was an indication of how wild I am and how often I f**k people, well you’re wrong, that was the first time in over a f*****g year a guy has even come close to me.” I walk out and slam the door.
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