COUNTING STARS

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Ariel’s P.O.V
1 Year Later
I walked with Barney into the race car arena. All of the car’s drove around the dirt road track revving up some dirt. I quickly stepped down the steps two by two going down to the fence that divided us between living and dying; I lunged myself at the fence watching Jesse go round and around the track – they were on their third lap and my baby was in the lead. “Go Baby!” He finished clean in first place; he pulled the car aside got out and took off his helmet. He pointed at the crowd; they got up on to their feet cheering him on. “Baby!” He yelled to me. “Bring that

pretty little ass of yours down here” I looked at Barney, she marked her face with worry but I was excited. I ran down towards the track and onto the dirt road I walked over to him and jumped up into his arm I wrapped my legs around him. He kissed a spot just above my boob I whipped my head back laughing at the sexual gesture.
“Good girl” He put me down onto the ground, I looked back up at the stands for Barney but she was gone.

I ran out of the arena catching her just before she left the lot. “What so you’re just going to leave me now?” She turned around, anger swamped her face. “I’m not going to sit there while he let you do that, you know you’ve been doing some pretty dumb stuff lately ever since…..” She backed up sobbing. “Bobby” I crossed my arms. She turned around and walked away. I watched her as she did, I haven’t changed since Bobby died I just opened my mind to new possibilities. I’m not that little church girl I once was anymore, I wanted to be more than the typical high standard girl everybody set me out to be. And Jesse likes it so that’s all that matters.

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Jesse got off work. I waited for him over by his blue pickup truck in my white corset, faded blue jean shorts and brown cowgirl boots. “I’ll see you Luke dontya try anything tomorrow ya hear?” The guy he was talking to waved his hand in the air not caring what he was saying. Jesse’s eyes then fell prey on to me; he wore his white tank top which had residue of black ink and oil stained into his shirt and his Nascar uniform pulled down around his waist. I came running towards him jumping up I wrapped my legs around him. “Oh have I missed you girl” He walked me over to the hood of the truck sliding me onto it he opened my legs making his way in-between. He laid me back onto the truck and began on my neck brushing his lips against my skin, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.

He started going down towards my boobs I arched my back with want. He grabbed my hip pushing me more towards his body; I locked my legs around his hips. I never really went any base further from kissing, maybe I was too scared. I mean Jesse wasn’t a high schooler he was at least 25 years old, and the only one who didn’t know I was dating him was mom and dad. It’s not like I can go up to dad who is a priest and tell him that I’m dating a grown man, my dad is a man who base his judgment on the cover of the book he never reads the pages first.

My corset rose just a bit, his lips went down my belly rimming around my belt. I grabbed his head. “Whoa baby slow down, yellow flag…..” He grunted lifting his head. “Now, I can’t wait on you forever church girl” I pushed his chest away. “I get that from other people….and Barney I really don’t need that from you” He walked back towards me sliding his hands up my thigh

collapsing his fingers tightly around me. “Well than….” He moved in for a kiss but I turned my cheek causing him to kiss where he didn’t intend to. “I’m not ready….” He walked away staring off into the distance, he wiped his mouth with his hand and blew out his breath heavy. “I mean…I’m just why are you rushing baby?” He came walking back over to me cuffing my chin in his rough hands. “Listen Ariel….I’m your man your boyfriend and your….my, baby girl” I smacked his hand away. “I’m not a baby….”

He tipped his mouth up into a smirk. He placed his palms on both sides of my hips and leaned closer into me “Then prove it…” The words lingered against my lips. I was fighting with a decision in my head, make Jesse happy or not have Jesse at all. “Pull down the tailgate…” His eyes stayed in contact with me. “Go on….” He rounded to the back of the truck and pulled down the gate. I slipped my hand down my corset to the first string untying it; he came back around

rubbing his hands together. He grabbed me off the truck; I wrapped my legs around his hips he lead me to the back sliding me down carefully onto the cold surface. I stared at him seductively licking my tongue across my teeth, but inside I was scared and slightly trembling. If only somebody could save me from where I am, I have lost myself….I don’t know who I am, you can call me John Doe.

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