Ry_Pm

you know those girls with the overprotective boyfriends? well I'm one of them. I, Ashley Luck is a nerd girl with a bulky bad boy as a boyfriend. As i said, he's overprotective. If you touch me and he sees, he's gonna hurt you badly. I don't like when he hurts them badly but i love him nonetheless and I understand he's watching over me.

No One Touches Her

I am walking home only to see a text from Brad saying I should go over his house. I blush as I fix my glasses on me and I reply why should I(because I wanna act sassy). He text back he need help with something. So I reply okay and go straight to his house.


I turn the knob as I push the door and I see Brad reading a..love novel? 


I walk over sitting next to him. "Wh-What's wrong?"


"Nothing, just need your point of view on this. It's a story about a girl with glasses, a cute girl as a matter of fact who got out of a rough relationship and trying to recover. It was then she saw this guy who was a bad boy in the school and she had a thing for him but just doubtful that he'd even date a girl like her."


"Until then her friend who was a party beast took her to one at a highschool couple miles from theirs where she unexpectedly met this guy face to face. What would you have done in that moment?"


"W-Well...Instead of losing that opportunity I have...I..just take it...and tell him how I feel? T-To see how it goes from there? Because...what Vero used to tell me is that..You can't judge a book by it's cover.."


He smiles taking my glasses off and puts it on his table as he kiss me passionately on my lips. "The answer I was kinda looking for."


I blush. "Br-Brad...you were talking about..?"


"But what was this book about?" I point at the novel.


"Oh this, I haven't read one letter in this book yet."


He smiles pulling me in his lap and I kiss him then pull away from him.


"I have to go home." I get up and grab my glasses.


"I love you too." I leave his house and run straight home.


I inhale, exhale and go inside. As I get in, my father gets up and storms to me.


"Where the fuck were you?! It's 5 in the fucking evening!"


He slaps me hard on my cheek and I fall on the ground. My glasses fall from my face as I land and Dad grab hold of my hair. I cry out until he slaps me hard again and yells "what time is your curfew?!" 


"4...4:30." I say to him and he jabs in my belly. I cough and curl up on the floor. He walks away from me and Mom helps me to my room. She puts me on my bed and rubs my belly. 


"I'll bring dinner to you in a minute okay sweetie?"


She looks down and leaves the room. I guess....Brad could solve this problem of mine but I respect my parents and I love them very much....but Dad...I'm also afraid of how Brad will handle it....it's best if I keep my mouth shut...


OMG BRAD