Chapter Eleven:

The door opened by force and banged close. Abby was on the warpath as she came straight for Sam and slapped her hard across the face.

'Touch her again, and I swear I will not think twice about fucking slapping you myself, Abby!'

Sam put her hands on my chest and her eyes plead not to do anything. While Abby stared at Sam waiting for an answer and eventually asked how long it had been going on for. I would not stand for this.

'You answer nothing until she calms down and apologises to you Sam.' Wanting to remove the shock from her and to protect her.

'Come let me take you home.'

I pulled her towards me and took Abby's car. I apologised for my sister.

'I am coming in even if your parents are here because I am not hiding anymore. Can I ask their permission to go out with you Sam?'

'Yes, if you want to.'

I can see Sam was sick and tired of it all too. So I just hold her for her to get her bearings. Sam got up and poured us juice and we went to the lounge, waiting for her parents as it was still early. Sam was very worried about her father and Abby. I would not allow myself to worry because I needed to be there for Sam no matter how the evening turned out. I went to the bathroom and when I was done, remembered the gift in my pocket and called to Sam to put it on for me. She answered from her room and when I walked in, she was busy changing her dress. My goodness, I got a view to remember.

'Jordi, you might as well come in.'

I was scared as hell; my legs moved on their own walking towards her. All she had on, was her matching underwear and sneakers which she was busy removing.

'Oh come on, Jordi! You have seen parts of me already, why are you looking so scared now? We are not going to have sex in my parent's house yet, so relax.'

I did just that, and relaxed - but it was such a damn good feeling to hear the 'yet.' I pulled her towards me and kissed all other words away. She took my hand and opened it. She pushed me down to sit and went behind me to put the chain on. Then she moved around sat open legged on my lap and started to kiss me so tenderly before she bit me, knowing I would react.

The reaction was clearly poking against my pants and her panties hit a spot which made her ride me. I needed to stop, otherwise the both of us would be in trouble.

'Sam, you've got to stop. Please. Your parents will know what happened here when they come home.'

She just didn't listen, so I turned her around onto the bed, but she held on to me leaving me with no other option but to kiss her. My hands were moving on their own. Her legs were clutching me close and as I moved naturally, she clung to me. I had to grab the blankets and grind my teeth, but I would not give in to my deepest urges.

Asking Sam's parents was more important to me. Although her cheeks and lips would give away what we had done anyway, at least I had kept my word to their daughter to be the strong one. Sam looked at me totally embarrassed and I told her not to be, because I might just be noisier, and she blushed more.

'Come, let me try and cool the burn on your face. I think I should shave.'

'No, not until school, I love it. You look older and sexier with it.'

It was the first time I heard I was sexy so my day turned out to be even grander than it was already.

'Also, I don't want to cool my face, because I want to sleep with the feeling of your kisses on it.'

I couldn't stand because of my heavy load so just looked at how she was dressing. I was still damn horny - so I kissed her softly. Sam fell asleep very contented in my arms and I had to wake her when her parents came home at almost eleven. She really looked scared and my heart picked up a double beat, but I stood my ground when her father came in.

'Hell, no this fucking shit is not happening in my house. Who told you to have boys over, Samantha?'

Her mother could see that I had something to say. 'Paul, just shut up! Young man are you Abby's younger brother?'

'Yes mam, I am.'

When she asked how old I was, Sam stubbornly shouted that age didn't matter.

'Look young man, I don't have the time for this tonight, so I would suggest you remove yourself from my house right this minute. Another thing, what have you been doing to her?'

'Other than kiss her, as you can see on her face, nothing sir.'

'You nothing sir! Who gave you permission to see my daughter? Go before I lose it with you.'

'Mr. Peters this is exactly what I came to do here sir, but when you weren't here, I stayed to keep her company. I only asked Sam tonight to go out with me and she said yes, so I am asking you both for your permission to go out with her.'

'I want to see you in the day, because like a demon, you creep into my house at night. I don't think so! I don't know you and don't know if you are suited for her. She is your senior, young man. I will suggest you come when I am at home. On second thought, don't come to my house again. Goodnight!'

'I understand, Mr. Peters,' I replied, but Sam said that her father was rude and I could see her mother signaling her to keep quiet and let it go, but she said she had given me her permission whether he liked it or not.

'Well this is what you will do, Samantha, go to your room! And you, young man, don't let me catch you in my house again. Look at her behaviour! Like I said, goodnight.'

I almost had an accident driving home; I was so cross. I phoned Sam to let her know I was safe and that as long as she knew I loved her, everything would be alright.

'Jordi, I miss you and wish we could run away from everyone and their shit, I cannot deal with.'

'Hey Sam, the best deal to me was my present. This was the best birthday ever. Goodnight, Sam.'

'I love you, Jordi and will see you tomorrow. Hey you need to take me out to celebrate and to make up for the movie tickets I bought and never used.'

I slept like a baby and only woke up at lunch-time with an upset sister who had told my dad about Sam and I. When I said I was going out, he told me to do chores, which took me another 2 hours. I sent a message to Sam warning her to face the reality that the whole world was against us.

Later Abby tried to apologise to me for slapping Sam, she had felt so betrayed.

'Well, you need to apologise to Sam and not me Abby!'

'Jordi, she is my friend! I cannot believe that you messed it up for us!'

'Abby, Sam will remain your friend if you value her as much as she did you. You would not believe how worried she was about hurting you. We have been hurting for a long time keeping it from everyone with me being too young and her being your friend. I really do love her and I'm ready to protect her from anyone, even you, Abs.'

She said she was happy for me, but it was really awful having a best friend date your younger brother.

'That is what everyone is saying. I am your younger brother. Even her parents said it last night. Mr. Peters practically threw me out and won't hear anything of us dating. You'd better say sorry. It is enough that we are at war with everyone, she needs you in her corner, Abs.'

My sister hugged me and that felt like it was when our sibling relationship really started.

'How come my brother sounds far more mature than any other man I know?'

'It is because for the first time you're really taking note and we are both growing up, sis!'

I took my girlfriend out for supper. We took the bus and then a taxi to the mall. I could walk hand in hand with her. The best feeling ever! We ordered sparkling wine with our food and because I was looking older with my beard no questions were asked, and my girlfriend was the legal drinking age so no guilty feelings there, anyway!

Afterwards a bit tipsy, but happy. I asked her to come with me to one of the jewellery shops and I bought her a promise ring which she insisted putting on her left hand. The thought of being engaged was not too shabby. I took the ring back to wait for my chance, but she did not like that I took it back. So when we sat in the almost empty cinema watching a real movie, second row from the back this time, I asked her to marry me one day when we were older.

'This is not an engagement ring, but a promise to one. I cannot see our love as young, because how do you distinguish love in people older and in us being young? For me love is love. I don't want to wait until then, Sam. I love you now. Will you be mine always, beautiful Sam?'

'Yes, Jordan, I will,' she said, and that sealed our bond. She kissed me and found that my eyes were wet and when she asked why I was such a softy, I told her to ask my mother. I got a gentle kiss that hit hard at my heart that was so full already.

'I cannot believe that you appear to be so tough and egotistical, but with me you are so soft and tender, Jordi.'

'Just don't tell on me, otherwise they will all know my weakness.'

'Jordi, your secret is safe with me.'

On our way home, she told me that she had another secret. That was why she didn't have her phone on her.

'My parents took my phone and I am grounded.'

Well, that was more trouble for us and I was angry, but when I saw her face my heart just melted and I said we would deal with the outcome together - even though I had this stubborn girlfriend, slash future fiancé.

'No, you asked to be married one day and this ring is the promise to it until you decide one day that you're over it and I should get lost.'

'Never, my future bride! Let's call it dating so long, but keep the promise close to your heart?'

Sam's dad sucker-punched me before I could explain.

'Dad how can you do that to my fiancé!' Sam shouted at him, and just like that even that secret was out.

A massive stinging pain went through the back of my head and I lost consciousness. I woke up in the Military Hospital with my mother, girlfriend, sister and father waiting for me. 'What happened?'

My father looked at Sam for answers and she said I got punched, and here we are.

'You need to go for a CAT scan because I've just heard that you have fainted before and all these secrets are not funny at all. Who in hell thought that you could be so deceitful, Jordi?'

'Don't be too quick to judge, dad, I've learned it from somewhere.'

He turned grey in the face, but that didn't stop him from highlighting my failures even more.

'What is this nonsense of the two of you being engaged?!'

'Who told you dad?'

'Mr. Peters. That's why he knocked you out.'

'He knocked Jordi before I told him! He is lying!'

'What is wrong with that?' I asked.

Again, I had an extreme headache and felt a bit off balance. When my mom saw it, she told my father to just shut up.

'You have been going on and on and can see that Jordi is not well.'