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Ages-Chapter Four
Ages-Chapter Four

Ages-Chapter Four

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Charli's POV

I hurried out of the bed to get my clothes on.

Then the three of us went downstairs where Marco and their parents were.

"Wait," I whispered, "What's your last name?" I asked Hunter in a low voice.

"King," he mouthed as I cleared my throat

"Good morning Hunter and Atlas," the maid said, "Your parents are in the kitchen

"Thanks, Brenda," They both said together

We walked into the kitchen.

Then they stopped.

"Charli," Atlas started, "My mom isn't typical about me bringing girls who aren't cheerleaders or who aren't popular home," he said, "Just ignore her if she says something rude," he said as I nodded.

"Good morning Hunter and Atlas," their dad said, "and who is this young one?'' he asked referring to me

"I'm Charli," I said extending my hand.

He took it as I sighed with relief.

"Are you Hunters girlfriend or Atlas's?" he asked as my face heated up

"She mine," Hunter and Atlas said in unison.

"Good morning kids," their mom said walking into the room as her freshly curled hair bounced on her head.

"Who's she?" she asked after staring at me

"I'm Charli," I said again extending my hand.

She ignored it.

"Are you a cheerleader or are you popular?" she asked making her coffee

"No ma'am," I said in a low voice.

"Oh," she said in a high pitched mickey mouse voice, "What do you do then?" she asked me

"I do Track and field and boxing," I started, "I have five gold medals in each," I finished hoping she would be surprised

"That's nice dear," she said sipping her coffee, "Are you Hunters or Atlas's girlfriend," she asked as I hoped it was the last question

"She's mine," they said again in unison.

"Is that Hunters clothes?" she asked after some silence,

"No ma'am," I answer again, "It's my clothes," I finished as her eyes widened.

"I think she looks good in an over-sized plaid jacket and ripped jeans," Hunter said with a smirk

"I agree," Atlas joins in, "the ripped jeans just have to be tight," he said looking at my ass.

"When did my step-sons become perverts?" Mr. King said

"We learned it from you," Atlas said smirking

I checked my watch.

"I have to go," I said in a polite manner, "Nice meeting you guys,''

I said waving.

"I'll drop you off home and get you some breakfast," Hunter said, "you coming Atlas?" he asked

"Sure," he said staring at me.

Instead of going to Dunkin Donuts, they pulled up to a private property.

"I own it," Hunter said pushing me gently into the back seat.

Then he pulled me onto his lap and kissed me.

He stopped.

"Do you want this?" he asked me looking into my green eyes.

I nodded as he continued to kiss me and made his way down to my neck.

The Atlas pulled me onto his lap and did the same.

~Later~( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I stayed in the back with Hunter while Atlas drove us to Dunkin Donuts.

Hunter pulled me back on his lap and kissed me.

And didn't stop.

After for what seemed like forever he put me back in the empty seat next to him.

"Guys," I said after some silence, "I'm still a freshman and next year both of you will be in college," I said quickly in one breath.

"Charli we don't care about that," Hunter said after some time, "We like you and want you at the end of the day that's all that matters to us," he finished squeezing my hand.

"Kay," I said in a weary voice

~Later Latte U-U~

Charli's POV

Atlas, Hunter, and I enter my small house, to see my uncle drinking.

"Who the hell are these people?" he asked almost falling down

"My friends," I answered calmly

He walked up to them and stared them in the eyes.

Then did the same to me.

But slapped me.

Tears fell from my eyes but I didn't make a sound. I was just use to it.

"Didn't I tell you not to bring people to my fucking house?" he asked me

"Unc," I said, "Your drunk," I finished

"I don't give two shits," he said, "answer my question," he said as he sat back down

"Yes you did," I said with my voice low.

"Then why are they here?" he asked,

"To make sure I got in the house safe," I said thankful that my voice was strong.

He slapped me again but harder. "How many times do I have to say to you," he said pronouncing each syllable, "Nobody cares for you," he finished.

My heart sank. I felt the air as if he was about to hit me again.

When I looked up I saw Hunters hand around my uncle's wrist.

"Call 911 Atlas," Hunter said, "Your living with us Charli," he finished as Atlas pulled me into his arms.

This is what actual love felt like.

Author Notes: Hai :>
I hope you enjoyed the story today. Sorry if it's short.
On a serious note:
If you suffer from any abuse contact an adult YOU trust or feel comfortable about. You are never alone.

As well as ALL LIVES MATTER Black and Gay lives too.
As some of you know it is pride month as a black pansexual person I just wanna say HAPPY PRIDE MONTH and all black lives matter. 🏳️‍🌈✊🏿


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