Father figure

**Dayle**

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Her nipples are super hard, the dents are very visible behind the turquoise swimsuit that she's wearing and I get turned on despite being mad that they just shared a kiss. Like, what the fuck?
I had no idea that Egan was going to take her over to his house, we had agreed on meeting here so that we could hang out and trash out things with Steve but the reverse is the case. Is he now dating her? What the actual fuck is wrong with Egan? We have got to talk about things, I can't understand why he's doing this; like going extra.
I head outside to wait for his bloody ass since he couldn't stick to a common plan of being ready. Take a look at the person who promised to drag Steve along. I'm sure that he hasn’t even spoken to him as planned. He's going to hear from me.
I neck down the entire wine in my glass, then Greta comes along with... Chrissy. Greta takes my empty glass and I nod thankfully and now my eyes are on Chrissy. She's looking away from me but I'm not backing down. I can't explain the things I want to do to her but after seeing her sultry body earlier, I just want to fuck her. I want to. Forget the fact that I said I MIGHT in my list but not anymore.
“Hey. Dayle. Uhh, where can I find Egan, I need to get going. Please?” she asks me like she isn't aware that I dislike her most time. I hate the guts. Since when did she become this confident to even ask me questions?
“Take a very good look at my lips, they are not his. How could you not know where the guy you kissed went?” the words slid out of my mouth but I don't regret it since she was looking confused, back to her usual self. Unprepared.
“Does it bother you?” she asks. Did I hear that correctly?
I chuckle nonchalantly. “Fucking bother who?”
“You! I know that you hate me so much but I'm starting to think beyond it! Some truths just lie beneath the prettiest lies!”
She says to me and I purse my lips looking away and Egan bumps into us, all dressed. Good thing, what does she mean after all?
“Hey baby, I already panicked that you left but it's all good now!” Egan says to her, they are too close to each and I hate it. She's proudly staring at me... Is that on purpose?
“It's fine. My Mom called... I better head back home in fifteen minutes!” Chrissy says to him and pulls a playful sad face causing her to chuckle.
“I'll drop you off!” Egan says and turns to me. “Bro...” he signals me to go ahead before he catches up with me at the place we plan to meet. He's got to be kidding my ass.
“That's not the fucking plan man, don't try this!” I snarl at him angrily walking off.
“Chill dude, I gotta drop her off you know!” he says with a little scream
“I don't fucking care bro, fucking get off!” I scream back and don't turn around until I reach my car. I'm paranoid and it's her fault, I'm gonna deal with her myself.

~
As soon as I step out of the car, I sight Steve leaning against his Audi, suddenly he takes off his Givenchy shades. I walk over to him looking around, it's been a while since we came by; that is under the flyover bridge.
“Where is Egan?” he asks like we've been arguing minutes earlier.
“I'm not a keeper!” I snap and hang around. I know that he's got a lot of things to say to me because of Lauren but fuck his ass, we'll just have to know her fate by tomorrow. Today was not a success.
“Don’t you think that Lauren or me deserves an apology?” asks Steve, I turn to him like a cable that has been disconnected from the socket.
“Apologize to you or Lauren?” I scoff. “About what? After splattering and humiliating someone? You're gonna have to kill me before that ever happens! Grow up!” I move away.
“Dayle, I know the shit that you are doing. You are only trying so hard to paint yourself white before Principal Morgan, and nothing more.” I turn around again and this time, he's charging up on purpose. To annoy me. “You and I know that we loved what Lauren did to Chrissy. It's only a game on Hemsville and you know that!”
“Yeah, it's only a game but she didn't have to play it. If you were stuck in my shoes, you'd rather do what I did to keep everything in order. We. Both. Know that!” I scoff and smirk too. “Lauren is a pretty bitch that couldn't think straight or act right, that's it—” I tell him and then he throws a heavy punch to my face, I don't say a word to him but rather I rub off the place that he hit and then he starts blustering.
“You have no right bro, could you stop pretending to be better for once?” he says to me raising his voice and I return the punch at once, I'm not one to lose that easily.
“Stop being dickheads, stop!!!” that's Egan, he approaches us with a furious look on his face. “What's up with you two?”
“Are you on his side or mine? I got to know or else I'm out of here!” Steve scowls.
“Drop it, Steve! Let's talk it out!” Egan adds. Steve and I move away, rubbing off our faces angrily. If Lauren hadn't done what she did, this wouldn't have happened in the first place. Once upon a time, we were all happy but now we are just strangers over a girl—or girls.
“Guys, let's all fucking calm down. We need a way forward and not all these things—” Egan starts talking but Steve loses it again.
“Whoa whoa whoa, do you fucking know what this is? Are you cool with everything that Dayle’s doing?” Steve laughs shortly. “He's saving himself the trauma and every fucking shit involved.”
“One fucking word again, I'm gonna fuck you up, Steve. Don't test me!” I warn him at once and he points his middle finger at me.
“Steve, Lauren fucked up and we had to tell on her. She's not going to get expelled, fucking relax!” Egan says but he's pissed off.
“Why are we all pretending to hate what Lauren did when we all loved it? We all don't care about Chrissy or what goes down with her...” Steve points out correctly except for the end part. I care about what happens in her fucking life, I can't help it.
“And Egan, why are you all over her now? I saw the trends! Are we supposed to do that?” Steve adds, for once, I support him.
“Chrissy... Is a nice girl! She's very harmless! Like... Fuck!!!” Egan doesn't say more, his fingers rake his hair backward. Yeah, I'm like that in my mind, I can't also explain what she is, she's just different.
“That's not part of the plan!” I scowl at him
“I know. Jeez Dayle, we already spoke about this.” Egan says calmly, sneaky little devil. “I... I love her, okay, and we are kinda seeing each other now,” he adds and I grimace, likewise Steve.
“It explains the kiss, doesn't it?” I ask him with a frown before turning to leave, I might just lose my mind if I keep indulging in this conversation.
“It just happened. Guys, I want out!” Egan says and that's when my head sparks, veering to face him.
“Want out?” Steve and I ask in unison and he rolls his eyes instead. Yeah, he knew that we wouldn't be smooth about it.
“Yeah. No more fuck-list or anything, I just want to be neutral.” Egan says
Steve scoffs with a snicker “You can't back out, it's a game that you have to complete. What's over you?!” Steve reminds him and he only shrugs off.
“It's my decision, let's all cancel it! It could risk everything we have, we have a slim chance. They are gonna know very soon and we are going to be SO dead!” he points out but it's not enough reason for me.
“Wait, is this about Chrissy or what?” Steve asks and I concur, I was going to ask that too.
“Guys—” Egan turns speechless, and it says everything.
“If that's it then fuck you. No turning back!” I add.

~
The next day, we’ve had a couple of lessons and the next is History, it's like thirty minutes from now. I had woken up with this urge to fuck and I can't beat it despite my tries. I bump into Amber on my way to the restroom, she looks super mad at me—she’s been that way ever since we last spoke and I don't like it. Every girl that I've fucked, we barely have problems because we know that we only had fun and nothing real, and now why’s Amber different? On a good day, I would always want to catch fun with her but with her attitude, I doubt it. We only look at each other and walk past us. Okay. I enter the restroom to offload my bladder and afterward, my phone vibrates. It's a text from Cindy.
*See me! Backstage!*
I love this command, I'm desperate to do it.
*After HISTORY CLASS!*
I text her back and she replies with a smile and drip emojis, I'm trying to suppress to urge to let her know that we could skip History class but no, we'll be noticed and it's going to be a problem.