I do not own them. I own no one except Nancy Catrill
A/N I'm changing the age's of Elliot's kids around: Maureen :22, Kathleen:18, Dickie and Lizzie: 15 First chapter is Dickie's POV
How the hell could I do this? It wasn't my fault, I was pressured into it. I mean I'm only fifteen years old, and shes probably the hottest girl in school, and we've been dating for three months, so it was understandable why I wanted to. Well, I really didn't want to, but I did, but, oh why the hell is this so confusing? It started off like any normal day, her parents weren't home and I she asked me to come over and watch this new scary movie with her. Well, Scream isn't exactly new, but she's never seen it before. And she would scream and fling herself into my arms every time the killer would jump and show himself. I knew she was faking, but it felt good to have this girl, hell, MY girl look to ME for MY protection against the cheesy killer in the white mask, even if it wasn't for real. Then after it was done, she started coming onto me. I swear it was all her fault, she kissed me, and then started to rub up on my, well, lower region if you get my drift. But I asked her what she was doing, and she said she wanted to fuck me. Just like that, not subtle, just came out right and said it, in a seductive whisper too. I told her to make sure she was one hundred percent sure before we did this. Not entirely for her, but for me, I wasn't sure if I was ready for what she wanted to do. She just rolled her eyes, and hiked up her skirt and took off her top, well, made me help her get her top off. Then she took off my pants and boxers. And by now, I'm completely a nervous wreck. I never did anything like this before, thats right, completely 100 percent untouched. And this incredibly hot, extremely experienced girl, was straddling me and kissing me. Well, I won't get into anymore details, you all can guess what happened after that. But after wards I left. Not because I jut wanted to get away from her, but because I had to go home. I went home and went to my room, ignoring everyone, even my dad when he called to ask if I wanted to go to his house that weekend. And when mom asked me if I was hungry, I said I wasn't. But the next day, I got up, twenty minutes late, got dressed, and went to school. I saw Nancy there, and I acted like that night never happened. I wasn't about to just throw her away, I loved her to much, and dad always taught me to respect women and to never, under any circumstances use them. But it was fine, she said later that we were a real couple, and that kind upset me, I thought we were a real couple before. But I just let it go, and just nodded and smiled. That was three weeks ago, and today, she told me something that made me wish that I had been circumcised, yes, it was that bad. She told me, uh, hell I'm just gonna come out and say it. She said she was two weeks late. I got wide eyes, and my mouth literally dropped down to the floor. I told myself to get a grip, then I looked at her, she didn't look sorry or anything, she looked disappointed. Not at all like three weeks ago, when she was looking hot and sexy. But she asked me if I was okay, and I just cleared my throat and walked out, I was in to much shock to do anything else. She tried to talk to me all day, but I just ignored her. It wasn't my fault, she seduced me. And I told her I didn't have any protection, but she just said not to worry about it. But I skipped the last class of the day and came home. Mom had to work late on Friday and Lizzie was going to one of her friends house after school and Kathleen was staying till seven for cheer leading practice, then going to a friends house, and dad, well, he was at work then he was going over to Olivia's house. So here I am, on the couch, watching some show on MTV with lots of plastic girls in bikinis, and tons of ripped men in boxer shorts lieing around the pool. But I wasn't really watching the show, or the girls, I was thinking about Nancy. Why the hell did I do this, I can't believe myself. Your the son of a cop, how could I have been so stupid? Oh well, I turn off the TV, and then the phone rings. Without looking at the ID, I know who it is, and I'm not gonna answer it. A few seconds later our answering machine came on, and I start to cry as the voice came on. "Hello Dickie, it's Nancy. Please don't be upset, we've got to talk about this. Please call me, I love you ,bye, call me." She sounded really upset, and I thought I could hear tears in her voice. I wipe away the tears and pick up the phone, not to call Nancy, but another women that could help me. I couldn't call my mom or my dad, they would kill me, or any of my sisters, they would just blab it over the school. I dial the number, and then she answers
"Benson" Olivia answers into her phone. As much as I hate it, I smile. I've always had a crush on her, even when I was younger. But that was just because I know that day after day she protected my father, but when I started to realize that girls had um, upper regions and hot bodies instead of cooties, I started to notice her. In fact, and I can't believe I'm telling you all this, she was the first women, I uh, well, did the five handed shuffle to. Hey give me a break, it was either her beautiful body and face in a photo, or Martha Stewart in 'Womens world' But even now, I still think that shes one of the hottest things ever to walk the planet. Now I know why dad is always so protected of her. If a fifteen year old boy thinks about doing things with her, again, give me a freaking break. Then I don't even wanna know what a lot of evil, phyco, strong men think about doing to her. Hell, one guy even tried to do something with her, but my dad rushed into her bed room and kicked the guys ass. She her and my dad live together, but there not a couple, or so they tell us children. But anyway, back to the main drama. Shes says hello, and I take a deep breath, then speak. Like most things, I like to get them over with. Um Olivia, could I talk to you about something?
"whats wrong?" she says very concerned and worried. I really hope my dad ain't right there. Nothing, but uh, I need to talk to you about something. But you can't tell my dad, or anyone else I say hurriedly and nervously. I know that if she thinks I'm in the slightest bit of trouble, she would tell my dad, and in the next five minutes, a SWAT team would have surrounded the house, and those two, with a bullet proof vest on, guns drawn, would come running in the house. So I had to tell her right off not to tell my dad.
"Dickie whats wrong, are you okay?" Yeah, I'm fine, no cuts, no bruises, and no attacks, I just need to talk to you.
"I'm working right now, can it wait?" No, I really need to talk to you now. Theres silence for a second before she says something that makes me smile.
"Where do you wanna meet?" McDonald's okay for you I say smiling.
"Yeah, I'll meet you in fifteen minutes, without your dad." Great, I'll see you. Then I hang up the phone and sigh. Well, thats done, now the hard part, figuring out what to tell her. I sigh again then pick up a small picture in a cheap frame of my and Nancy together. I got my arms around her shoulders, and shes resting her head on mine. I sigh, then put the picture down. Oh God what am I gonna do, I'm only fifteen. Great, Dickie Stabler, fifteen year old father, congratulations.
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