The Deranged: Pt 1 Ch 5

It was a dark and early Friday morning that Potter that awoke to the next day. She blinked open her eyes after a night of fitful but forgotten dreams. Potter sat up and tried to smooth over her flamed curls. Sometimes she hated going to sleep. First she had wasted hours for something as trivial as sleep and her hair always kinked up no matter how straight her hair had been the night before. The teen crawled over her sisters and landed silently on the green carpet. She grabbed her clothes and towel then made her way to the shower. 1

Potter had a very quick shower. I t was a must living with five other people. Monica would scream if the water wasn’t piping hot when she got in, so Potter made sure that she got her washing done in five minutes or les so her siblings could lavish and not be punished for it. When she stepped out of the shower, the mirror hadn’t even begun to fog. 2

“Perfect. 3:45. Good morning beautiful. Today will be another day of bullshit. Of course there is a 60% chance of assholes and be prepared of judgment. God I love the city.” Potter grimaced at her reflection trying to look happy. But it didn’t work she saw the same person she saw almost every morning. Damp, burnt auburn curls controlling her scalp. Dark blue eyes full of sadness and angst. Her cheeks were slightly flushed but were olive underneath. Her darkened bow lips looked more pouty than usual. Potter grinned halfheartedly at her face to brush she teeth. The mouthful of mint only worsened things. I hate cool mint. Why don’t we ever get winter fresh? Potter ran the bristles ever place in her mouth; tongue, teeth, gums, cheeks, and roof. She wanted there to be no excuse for her to reject Lex’s kiss this morning. Assuming Lex shows up for class today. Potter gargled and spat into the pale chipped porcelain sink. Rising from the bowl, she took a critical look of the lower half of her body. 3

In eighth grade, the girls had learned to give themselves breast self-exams. Potter wasn’t thrilled to watch her classmates fill themselves up, giggling as if it was an everyday thing. But here she was three years later checking her boobs for cysts. Potter always felt weird when she did her monthly checkup. Was it an equivalent to masturbating? She had asked Lex this once when they first started going out. All he did was laugh.4

“You think because it tickles then you’re “touching” yourself?”5

“Yea, that’s what it is. Getting happy by yourself.”6

“That ain’t right, Red. I do my exam twice a month. It ain’t the same as chocking the bishop.”7

Potter had given the blankest look in her life. Lex enjoyed chocking Catholics? But then he showed her what he meant, on her. Potter blushed self-consciously. He must have thought I was such a kid, to have no idea…But it felt really good. She smiled and gazed down her image in the mirror. Not bad. Her hands ran over her slight abs and flexed her muscles. After kickboxing and running through her part of town, it would be a shame not to have some kind of muscle structure. Potter sighed wistfully as she began to lotion her skin. The clock read about six and she still had to fix breakfast. She listened from the bathroom to all the corners in the apartment. No one was up yet. Except for the occasional blurb from the radio, all was quiet. Quickly, Potter lathered up her legs, covering every inch and rubbing the vitamin E into her skin. Over her belly and the majority of her back, her slim finger stretched to get rid of the chalky dryness of her skin. A bit of movement came from in the living room. But Potter knew that which ever of her siblings it was, would be back t sleep in n time and Monica would never get up before nine. The girl squeezed out more lotion and began to treat her arms. There were some light bruises on her wrist from Eli’s attack but apart from that her skin was flawless and now refresh, glowed. Last but not least, she attended her face and neck. Running her hands from her chest up to her hairline, Potter began finished her entire body. She felt so relaxed as if nothing could go wrong.8

Potter stretch as sh heard her family member prepare to go to bed. About time. Whoever that is has been making noise for way too long. She stretched her left hand to the ceiling while right hand gripped her side. Potter went to the tip of her toes and tilted her head back. “Um, that feels good!”9

“Looks good, too.”10

Potter snapped back and gasped. Eli stood before her half nude and obviously turned on. Potter shook her head unbelievingly. Her towel was a good two feet behind her but she snatched it up as fast as she good. But she knew it was too late. The man’s eyes and posture told her it was too late. Potter wrapped her arms around her towel and pulled at the bottom. She had out grown her little mermaid beach towel long ago. It came 1˝ around her whole body and barely came below her butt. Oh, fuck this can not be happening. 11

The two stood for a while. Potter hoped that Eli would back out and leave her be, instead the man rushed at her and pressed her to the bathroom closet.12

“No, get the fuck off of me, you pervert!”13

“What makes me a pervert? Just because I can appreciate a naked woman?”14

“you should have looked away.”15

“I’m a man, sweets. We don’t look away when a large set of tits are in our face.” 16

Potter scowled and tried to fix herself. Eli ruined her efforts by yanking the towel to the floor. “That’s better.” Before the girl could protest, his teeth had taken hold of her nipple. Potter pushed against him, but he wouldn’t budge. Eli gripped her knees and forced them in different directions. He settled himself in between and started to grind his pelvis against Potter’s as he continued to suck on her tit.17

Potter arched her back and moaned slightly. She could feel him harden against her clit. She could also feel her pussy begin to water and swell at the thought of his hard cock inside of her. Potter wanted to say yes. A part of her told her that it was important, and good. But all she could see was Lex’s disappointment when she told him, if she told him. 18

What Lex don’t know can’t hurt him? I bet he’s cheated on me loads o times.19

“No. I meant it Eli. Stop it or I’ll scream.” Potter tried to be forceful and serious. But as her words came out they sounded sultry and hot. Eli stopped and dragged her hips to himself. He gave her nipple one last lick and stared at Potter. Now that she had his attention she continued.20

“You said that you don’t force on people what they don’t want.”21

“I did.” Potter nodded but his answer was more of a statement of agreement rather than a question. She waited. Eli stood up tall and pressed his bulge against Potter’s cunt. She gasped again and squeezed his hips wither thighs. Eli ran his tong along her neckline, taking his time to respond. Potter reacted to his lust and tilted her head in any direction he chose. What if I can’t stop him? What if I don’t want him to stop? Eli stopped at her mouth and gazed into Potter’s eyes intently22

“Do you want me to stop?”23

Potter didn’t answer. His eyes are very dull.24

“Do you want be to stop, Potter?”25

“I have a boyfriend.”26

“Do you want me to stop?” 27

Potter bit her lip. He felt so good against her and Lex rarely went further than a make out. He always said that to was safe to wait. For what? Surely Alexander Kiers didn’t plan to plan his future in regards to simple Potter Wilson? 28

Eli rubbed Potter’s back softly in hope of speeding up her decision. But he could see from the confused look on her face that she wasn’t going to choose him. Yet. He licked her lips a little before kissing her roughly. After a few moments, Eli frenched her hard and pulled her closer. If he couldn’t have her now, he made sure that she left wanting and would come back, quickly. Potter moaned and rubbed her clit hard against his covered dick. She shivered at the touch of his toned torso against her breast. 29

His tongue taste so good! And oh! Mmmm! I change my mind…I think I want it…I think I want E—30

Eli gripped her less and pushed her back a little. When they broke, Potter felt the spell break. All her previous thoughts were gone and she remembered her anger. Potter swung her open hand across the side of the man’s face. Eli looked away but didn’t let her go. Then Potter punched him, several times in his stomach. She didn’t care if it didn’t hurt him. She was pissed. 31

“You son of a bitch! I can believe I—ooh! And I was going to—You!” Potter kneed him hard in the gut. He fell back but kept his ground. Although his face and chest were red, Eli still stared at Potter’s body. I’ll fix that! Potter turned her back to him and dressed quickly. She was glad that she had chosen to bring all her clothes into the bathroom with her. Instantly after her bra and low-rise panties were on, her tank top and jeans followed. For extra measure, Potter buttoned her black flannel up to her neck. Potter raked her comb through the tangles hat covered her head. After deciding that it didn’t matter she threw the comb down and yanked her socks and shoes onto her feet.32

Potter turned and waited to Eli to move. He stepped to the side casually. She tried to run through, but felt a sharp grab on her rear as she passed. Fucker. Disgusting bastard. Potter marched through out the house furious at her stupidity. The fact that she would cheat with a man who was dating her mom really screwed with her, no pun intended. Potter tapped the kitchen counter. The waffles and bacon would remain in the microwave, due to the loss of a table. She just couldn’t understand why she had even considered it. 33

“It might help if you let it out. Don’t worry I’m used to being yelled at.” 34

Potter glared at Eli and folded her arms. “That’s not funny.”35

“I wasn’t making a joke. You’re not the only one with a tough home life.”36

So you prey after minors and mess around? “Don’t even try to connect with me. If you want my sympathy, grab a dictionary and search between shit and syphilis.”37

The man raised an eyebrow and smirked. He yawned, flexing his large muscles and leaned back against the doorframe. “Didn’t I tell you to put that pistol away?”38

Potter narrowed her eyes. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”39

“You will.”40

“Uh huh. Can I ask a question? What makes you go after a sixteen year old? I mean really. Do you plan to just go down the line and take a hit at me and Daisy? Cause I won’t let you.”41

Eli looked up and muttered a few words.42

“Excuse me?”43

“I didn’t think you’d be this…distrusting. But to answer your question, I’m not as old as you think.”44

“40? 30 at the least?”45

“Go lower.”46

“You’re not younger than thirty. Don’t fuck with me.”47

“Actually I’ll celebrate by twenty fourth birthday next week. Care to come?”48

“No. Bullshit. Why would you go after a 40 year old woman if you’re not even thirty yet?”49

“She invited me in.”50

“You’re evading the answer.”51

“Maybe I just wanted to get to you.”52

Potter scoffed and finished turning the waffle iron and shut off the stove. “Well, that’s wonderful. But you’ll never get that close to me again.” She checked the clock and then her personal watch. “I’d love to stay for more of your riddles. But I have school and you can do whatever people your age do. Bye.” Potter brushed passed him and gathered her backpack from the living room and exited though the front door. As she walked down the hall a sickening feeling spread in her gut. She would have to tell Lex and he would be really pissed. Why should I worry? I only kissed him. No he kiss me. This is all Eli’s fault. And after all the times I’ve caught a girl on his lap, but I forgave him. I just looked deep in to his bright green eyes and forgot why and still loved him. So he’d better forgive me. 53