The Love Shared (Part 10)

Well it’s finally here, Chapter 10! You will never know how it’s felt reading the comments on Chapter 9, I’ve been blown away by the support you guys have shown and the demand for the next instalment. I only wish that you guys had usernames I could use to thank you personally.
The sad truth is that whilst halfway through writing Part 10, my laptop crashed and developed an error with one of the boot drives. I sent it away to be repaired but eventually had to buy a new one and start from scratch. So I sincerely apologise for the delay in getting you guys this chapter.
Thank you all once again for your kind words and polite demand, and also for picking up on the fact that many of my grammar errors are simply because I’m English. Though there are also probably a few that are down to me not being James friggin’ Patterson.


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I was almost shell shocked as I stood opposite her. She’d given me the kiss that I had been mentally envisioning for years, and no sooner had her lips left mine, she had sent chills running up and down my spine.

”How did you know?” I asked her.

”I’m a hacker, Doc,” she replied smiling, ”I recovered the other videos. I even managed to restore the corrupted one. Everything made sense the moment I saw your babysitter choking on your Dad’s dick.”

How could I have been so stupid to forget, the first time I went to her house she had told me about hacking. She had been the one who uploaded Miss Whittle’s home made porn for Christ’s sake.

”I’m sorry,” I told her, ”I saw something one night that I probably shouldn’t have seen. And I wanted to find out more before I told you anything.” I explained. I figured that no matter what I said at this point she would still probably see me as the creepy pervert that she had initially thought I was. And she would be right to.

”It’s okay,” she said softly, ”Like is aid, everything made sense after a while. And to be honest, it’s hardly the most fucked up thing in my life right now.”

I was getting a free pass? I couldn’t believe it, I smiled at her and for an awkward moment almost went to kiss her.

”So the question now is, we have the video of me being drugged and the voice recording of our fathers plotting something darker, what do we do now? I don’t want to drag your innocent sister into all of this, she shouldn’t have to know.” she told me.

It seemed almost funny that I should think of Bobbie as innocent, but Faye was right, she shouldn’t be dragged into this. We needed to put this all to bed as quickly as we could. I tried to think of how we could do it, but before I could get passed the thought of her kissing me a light-bulb seemed to appear above her head.

”I think,” she began, ”I think I know what to do.”

”What?” I demanded.

”You have to trust me, but I think I need to be at home tonight.”

”You’re kidding right? Your Dad will get suspicious and end up calling the whole thing off when you don’t accept whatever drink he makes you next.”

”That’s the point,” she said, ”I’m going to accept the drink, and whatever follows. We nail them in the act.”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing, she was going to sacrifice herself and let my Dad fuck her? No way, not a chance, I told myself. And she saw it in my eyes, she knew that there was no way I was going to let her do it.

”We use the camera, you have the live feed. You can call the cops the moment it starts. You can tell them that something is not right, you tell them that your girlfriend has been drugged and is now being raped.”

”I don’t like it,” I told her, ”It’s too risky.”

”Risk? You want to talk about risk? No shit there’s a risk. I don’t want to be drugged and I sure as hell don’t want to be raped by your Dad.” she yelled, I was just now realising how sexy she was when she yelled.

I stood in silence for a few moments, unsure what to say to her. This was a stupid plan, my mind began racing about the rest of the evidence, and then I thought I had a valid argument;

”But if we call the cops while this is going on, then we’re pretty much playing dumb about the previous video and the plan that we hear them make on the voice recorder. We should just go to the cops now with what we have.” I told her.

”No,” she remained adamant, ”This will trump anything else we have. What we have so far is like, the prequel or something. Even if my Dad isn’t in the room when your Dad goes for me, we can plant the the voice recorder and the cops will find it, implicating him too.”

”I’m sure they can’t wait to hear your boyfriend screwing the brains out of your mother.” I fired at her, carefully dropping in the boyfriend part.

”Obviously I’m going to erase part of the audio file, thank you very much.”

”I don’t like it,” I told her again after a long silence. She looked at me and flicked her hair off of her shoulder before taking a step towards me. Her arms came up and slipped over my shoulders, pulling me a little closer and planting a kiss on my lips. They were softer than they were before, I wasn’t sure if the first time had been planned but I had the feeling that she had put a little more thought into the second one.

”I can do this, we can do this.” she affirmed. ”And afterwards, you can show me what real love feels like.”

I’m not ashamed to admit that I was hard as a rock at this point, I wanted to take her to the ground and have her right there on the school fields. The school uniform she was in was a bonus, the images of lifting her skirt and bringing her thigh up against my side while sliding into her were running rampant in my head.

”Okay,” I murmured.

”My Mom’s at Yoga, if I get home now I can slip the voice recorder into hiding.” she broke away from me slowly, but I couldn’t let her go without giving her a kiss in return, making sure that it would stay in her mind for the rest of the day I introduced my tongue to hers.

”Okay, that’s enough,” she said breaking away, ”You better get back before your friend Zak comes looking for you.