I know this chapter is a lot shorter then my usual ones, but I thought it was important. Please review.
Chapter 7: Over Heard
I lay in bed in the morning with a freshly made cup of coffee that I made a couple minutes earlier and 2 pieces of Vegemite toast. I reached over and grabbed the remote off my bedside table and turned my TV on. I flicked through the channels trying to find something interesting to watch, but with no luck, I got up and sorted through my stack of DVD's before picking a chick flick with romance and a hot guy and put it in the player and went back and sat in bed.
The movie was only about 5 minutes in when I heard my phone vibrate from across the room, sitting on the window sill, where I left it last night when I climbed through the window after sneaking out to a party I was banned from, making out with a guy on the beach, getting chased by cops, evading the cops before finally calling it a night and heading back home.
I groaned before I got up and walked over to the window sill grabbing my phone and tapping the screen for it only to light up and see 1 missed message from Bianca.
Hey Charlie, glad to see you came out last night. How did you con your dad into un-grounding you?
Hey Bianca, funny story that. I just climbed out my window and took off to the beach. He didn't even know I was gone. Well I could only assume he didn't know, but if he did I'm 100% sure he would have called me or came searching for me, but no when I went down stairs he was still asleep in his room, so he must have been completely oblivious to it.
Ha ha ha wow! I don't know how you got away with that, I guess it's the joy of only being new to town. If I snuck out I guarantee at least 4 people would have called my parents. Did you end up getting to see Brax?
Yeah I did, you were with me for a while but I guess you were too drunk to remember it.
Oh yeah I shouldn't have drunk so much... So did anything happen?
Yeah it did, we hooked up on the beach before we got chased by cops. Luckily we didn't get caught; Dad would have slaughtered me ha ha ha.
Woo you hooked up with him, good on you. So how was he?
Fan-bloody-tastic is all I can say.
I'll have to try him out one day =P anyways I have to go 'brunch with the family'. Bye xx
I didn't bother replying, I just placed my phone on my bed side table before grabbing a bite of toast and continuing to watch my movie, trying to get the seediness out of my system, I still had my make-up on from last night, it had gotten smudged while I slept, I hadn't even had a shower, when I got home last night I just took my dress of and crashed. So at the moment I was just in my lacy and revealing bra and undies. I heard a knock at the door.
"Just a minute!" I called as I got up and found my robe before putting it on, getting back in bed and calling "Come in."
Matt entered the room holding a washing basket in his arms. "Any washing?" He asked.
Ever since mum has died we have made a routine, instead of leaving me to do all the washing/cleaning/ironing, we each take turns. Last week was my week, this week is Matt's week and next week is Dad's week, it makes it fair and less stereotypical.
"Yeah, there is some in the ensuite and my dress from last night is over there." I said pointing towards the window. He walked into my ensuite grabbed those clothes before throwing them into the basket and then over to the window, picking my dress up and placing in the towel before he sat on the end of my bed, and stared at me. I continued to stare at the TV. But he was persistent and I grew uncomfortable under his gaze.
"What?" I asked rudely as I glanced at him.
"Get any action last night?" He asked plainly, I nearly fell out of the bed. I was about to respond when he said. "Don't even think about lying to me. Your lipstick is all over your face, and I'm guessing Brax's to." He said cheekily. I hit him playfully and tried to rub off the lipstick.
"Shut up Matt!" I squealed. He laughed.
"I'm surprised he isn't in your bed right now." He snickered, my mouth fell open. "Come on, it looked as if that might have happened. I walked out of the Surf Club to see you on top of him with your tongue down his throat." He finished I could feel my cheeks turning red.
Ross P.O.V
I was walking towards the shower, the one located at the end of the hall, past the kid's bedrooms.
"So are you and him together?" I heard Matt's voice come from Charlie. I was intrigued; did Charlie already have a boyfriend? Well I can't be surprised she is a very bright, kind, beautiful girl, so much like her mother. I stopped and listened closer, I know I shouldn't have been listening to my kids conversation, it was clearly private, but after all I am their father and I deserve to know what my kids get up to.
"I don't know, we just hooked up, I haven't talked to him today." I heard Charlie say. I was really hoping they would say this guy's name, so I could at least find out what he was like, not that I don't trust my daughter's judgement it's just that she hasn't had the best luck with boys.
"So you didn't sleep with him." Matt questioned. I nearly fell over, my little girl having sex with boys just wasn't right, it shouldn't happen. Matt was fine I don't mind him doing it, as long as he doesn't get one pregnant but Charlie she shouldn't even know what sex is until she is 21.
"God no I am still a virgin! Why does everyone find that hard to believe?" She squealed. I breathed a sigh of relief, hearing that really did put my mind at ease. My baby girl still untouched by any dim witted teenage boy who is fuelled by hormones and only thinking with what's in his pants.
"Because you always get the guys who are tall, muscular, good looking so to speak and the ones that obviously aren't virgins themselves. They need their needs to be satisfied so people just assume... Anyway I better get this load on." Matt said, I quickly walked down the hall into the bathroom before slowly closing the door so they wouldn't hear.
So my little girl has a boyfriend and he is the jock type, I will find out who is and all about his past, after all I am a cop.
Chapter 8 Spoilers:
Charlie and Brax sort out their priorities.
