Hunter’s POV
“Does this look alright Hunter or should I change?” Dakota is currently panicking about his outfit while I’m trying to take a nap.
“Yeah, brat it looks great” I said without opening my eyes.
“You didn’t even look at me Hunter!” He scolded me, “This is really important. I’m meeting your family. What if they decide that they don’t like me because I’m wearing the wrong skirt with this shirt?”
“Do you know how crazy you sound right now? My family won’t give a damn about what you’re wearing and if they say shit about you just let me know. I don’t know why you’re freaking out so much, now shut up so I can sleep” I sat up before laying back down.
“You’re so mean right now. Hopefully after the nap you’re less grouchy” He complained and I just ignored him as I fell asleep.
When I woke up from my nap, he was curling his hair. He was in a denim skirt, and a tight baby blue cropped long sleeve shirt. I have to admit that his belly button piercing did look really good on him. My family was having a barbeque that everyone was supposed to be showing up to and I thought it would be good to introduce Dakota to them.
I took a quick shower before putting on a simple white v neck, and some shorts. Nothing special, and I certainly wasn’t going to get all worked up like the brat. I walked over to him while he was bent over and slapped his ass.
He yelped and shot up, “Hey! Why did you do that?”
“I wanted to,” I shrugged. He pouted so I gave him a small kiss on his pouty lips.
“I think we need to get going soon.” I checked the clock and nodded in confirmation. He slipped on some sandals and we were off.
I wasn’t really that nervous. Obviously I want my family to like and approve of Dakota, but I’m a grown ass man and I can make decisions without the influence of their opinion. I love my family, but they can be a bit much and you never know how they are going to react.
Dakota was fidgeting the whole way there which was slightly annoying, but I was just glad he wasn’t singing that atrocious song. He was really tense when we walked up the driveway. I held his hand as I rang the doorbell.
“Oh my goodness! Hi, Hunter! You look so handsome and so grown up!” My aunt Grace opened the door and I wanted to cry.
“Hi Aunt Grace, can you let us in please?” She moved out of the way, and I led us to the backyard. This place was huge, and it was because Aunt Grace marries well.
Dakota was gripping my hand really tightly but his grip loosened when he spotted a familiar face, “Hey dad, hi Dakota. I’m surprised you guys are so early. Usually dad doesn't come until he’s over an hour late because he says that he has better things to do”
“Oh shut the fuck up Blake” I couldn’t add more to that because it was true.
“Hunter Donovan Ford! What did I tell you about speaking like that to my little baby?!” I whipped my head around to see my mother standing behind me with her hands on her hips.
“Yeah well he was trying to make me look bad” I tried to explain myself.
“Ah ah I don’t want to hear it. Plus my precious little Blake could never do such a thing” She held up her hand to me and walked over to Blake.
“Hi grandma. Dad was being mean to me” Oh that kid was going to get it.
“Yes dear I know. I’ll deal with him, why don’t you go hang out with your cousins for now” She shooed him off before turning to us. She finally paid attention to the squirmish red head attached to my arm.
“Oh you must be Dakota. I’m Linda, Hunter’s mom. Hunter you never told me how gorgeous your boyfriend is! How could such a sweet thing like you end up with him?” Dakota giggled at her and he was no longer tense.
“I don’t know. He’s not that scary. He just acts mean so people don’t think he’s such a softy” Dakota responds.
“Yes of course. Hunter was always such a sensitive boy. One time I told him that the color red doesn’t suit him, and he cried for two days about how I didn’t love him. And another time I tried to wash his teddy bear and he told me that he was running away because he didn’t want to live with someone who murders animals” Why was she telling him all of this?
“Alright mom, I think that’s enough” I tried to shut her up.
“No, I like hearing about this kind of stuff. Do you have any stories of Hunter when he was my age?” I glared at him, but he just looked up at me, smiled, and gave me a kiss on the cheek.
My mom awed at us, “Actually, Hunter thought that he was the shit when he was 18. He would always check himself out in the mirror, and I thought he was going to make out with his reflection. I remember when he moved out, and he cried because he was going to miss me”
“Of course you would bring that up mom” She laughed before excusing herself. I took Dakota around and introduced him to a few of my family members. I’m not very sociable, so it was a little awkward. Luckily Blake stepped in and helped me introduce him to other people that I wasn’t as close to.
I decided that he was safe with Blake and went to go see what my dad was up to. Knowing him he was probably in the kitchen sampling all of the food.
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Dakota’s POV
So far Hunter’s family is extremely nice and a lot more accepting than I thought. I love his mom, she is hilarious. It’s also really nice that Blake is here and I have someone who knows me other than Hunter.
“I honestly don’t know what he sees in you. You’re just a young thing that he’ll forget about once you're not a baby anymore” I guess I spoke too soon.
I turned around to see a tall, black haired lady sneering down at me, “Excuse me?”
“Oh don’t try to play dumb. You heard what I said. You’re a craving, and once that craving is satisfied he won’t need you anymore so I don’t know what he was thinking bringing you here to barge in on our family reunion. You think you’re all cute, playing dress up. What happens when the muscles fade, and the hairs start greying, the money is gone? Suddenly dressing up isn’t looking too good, does it?” She spits out at me, and I can’t even breathe.
“What did I do to make you feel this way about me? I’m not going to lie, I love Hunter’s body and physical appearance, but I love what’s in his heart more. So no, I’m not playing dress up to try and seduce him into being my sugar daddy. I understand that Hunter is going to age, and I accept that. It doesn’t change anything. So maybe you should learn the truth before you start saying stuff about people who you don’t even know” I’m really upset and confused, but I’m not going to sit here and let this bitch walk all over me.
“Look twerp, I’m going to say this one more time because you obviously don’t understand. Hunter would never allow a quick lay like you into our family unless you did something to him. You better watch your back when I’m around, bitch” I scoffed as she pushed me a little.
“Woah woah woah. What’s going on here Aunt Vicky?” Blake rushed up to us and stood in between us.
“I don’t want this thing in my house. He’s not family and he doesn’t belong here. That’s all that’s going on here Blake” She huffed, glared at me, and then stormed away.
“I-I she just came up to me. I really don’t want to be here anymore Blake. You heard her. This is your guy’s family, Hunter and I are not married, I shouldn’t have come here. I really really like your dad, but I don’t want to break up your family” I was trying really hard not to cry.
“Dakota, please listen. Aunt Vicky can be a little… harsh and complicated, but she has her reasons. I’m not saying she’s right at all. In fact I think she was way out of line, and what she was saying wasn’t tru at all. Dad really cares about you, and everyone else keeps talking about how great you are. Don’t let her ruin your day” He pleaded with me.
“I just need to go home and think things over Blake. Can you take me home please?” He sighed and I could tell he wanted to argue with me, but once he saw my tears he agreed. I thanked him once we got to my house, and I told him to tell Hunter that I was sorry. Then I walked upstairs, took a shower, laid on my bed, and cried myself to sleep.
I guess Vicky’s words just opened something that I never thought about before. I love Hunter, but we are very far apart in age. He will most likely pass away long before I do, and how am I supposed to deal with that? WIll Hunter even want to be with me in the long run? I know he likes me and cares for me, but who’s to say that the magic will last. I really don’t want to be responsible for creating a divide between his family. I just don’t know what to do or even think anymore?
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Hunter’s POV
I was walking around the backyard looking for my brat when I spotted Blake on his own looking very guilty and bummed out. I headed over to him, his eyes widened when he noticed me approaching him, and all of a sudden he just booked it. What the fuck? I chased after him, shouting his name. I finally caught up to him when he tried to lock himself in one of the guest rooms.
“What the fuck is going on Blake! Where is Dakota?” I cornered him and he was shaking.
“Oh hey dad. I didn’t see you there,” I glared at him, “Oh Dakota...kind of maybe went home”
“What do you mean he went home?! You better explain now” I demanded from him. I thought everything was fine. I knew I shouldn’t have let him go off by himself.
“Well Aunt Vicky was kind of being rude to him, and he asked me to take him home. He said he didn’t want to start a fight between you guys” As the words were leaving his mouth I was slowly getting the picture.
“Ugh. Is he at his house? Sometimes that girl needs to mind her business and realize that not everyone is like Hannah” Blake nodded, and I ran out of there.
I can only imagine what Victoria said to him. Vicky is my cousin, and her mom is my Aunt Grace. Aunt Grace and my uncle Victor got divorced when Vicky was in highschool, and to her it came out of nowhere because things never seemed wrong.
She was still coping when her dad broke the news that he was getting engaged to his new girlfriend Hannah. Hannah was this stuoid blonde girl, who was still in college. Hannah was a total bitch and treated Vicky like shit. Vicky would try and tell her dad, but he never believed her because Hannah would act like she couldn’t hurt a fly.
I guess people learned her true colors when a year after the marriage, Uncle Victor suddenly died. Hannah wanted his money, but what she didn’t realise is that people can tell when someone is poisoned. Fortunately she was sentenced to life, but Vicky was never the same. She’s really distrustful, and doesn’t like anyone trying to get involved or weasel their way into our family. Considering her past, I’m sure she said some shitty things to the brat.
I rang the doorbell, and Denise let me in. I headed to his room, and sighed when I saw him sleeping in the middle of his bed. I sat down next to him and caressed his face. His eyes looked swollen, and his cheeks still had old tear tracks on them. I decided not to wake him up, and cuddled him before falling asleep next to him.
I ended up waking up before him. I wanted to talk things out before we had to go into work, so I shook him awake. He looked around confused before things started to click.
“Hey brat, why were you trying to be Cinderella yesterday?” I asked him, and he smiled at me.
“I’m sure Blake filled you in on the situation. Vicky basically told me that I was using you for your money, and once your physical appeal goes away then I’ll leave you for dead, and that I don’t belong at the family reunion” He recapped his side of the story.
“Vicky needs to mind her own business sometimes. Our type of relationship reminds her of the one that got her dad killed, so she’s taking it out on you. WHy didn’t you come to me when it happened? How do you expect us to resolve anything if you don’t tell me when you’re upset?” I really don’t understand.
“I was...am hurt Hunter. She might have her reasons but I don’t know them. She just went up to me and started chewing me out. I don’t want to cause a rift or a fight between the two of you guys, so if she doesn’t want me at her family reunion then I’ll stay out of it. As much as I love everyone else, it’s not my place to insert myself somewhere that I’m not wanted. You were having fun, and I didn’t want to bother you” He explained himself and I could see where he was coming from.
“Well don’t take anything she said to heart. She doesn’t know you and she doesn’t know our relationship. Next time tell me when you're upset. I might not be able to make your problems disappear, but I’d like to know what’s making my boyfriend freak out” We finished up our talk and got ready for work. I could change at the gym where I have spare clothes.
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