My Hot Stepfather

Chapter 9

Vanilla

“If you have only one day left in your life, what will you do?” Jack asked me out of blue, making my

eyes squeeze and come back from my zone.

“What?” I asked in curiosity. I didn’t even know what I was thinking of. I didn’t notice that our class was

finished.

He repeated with a serious tone this time. “What would you do if you figured out that you only have one Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

day left in your life?”

I chuckled awkwardly. “I don’t know.” For some reason, I tensed for that question. I stood up and

grabbed my books, annoyed.

He pulled my arm, stopping me and stared at me emotionlessly. “What’s the matter?! It's supposed to

be a fun question.”

I raised an eyebrow and slammed my books angrily to the desk “Oh yeah? Then tell me what you

would do? Give me your answer.” I crossed my arms over my chest, staring at him coldly.

He cupped my cheeks and smiled lightly. “I would choose to be with you.”

I laughed hysterically, mocking his fake facial expressions. “What the fuck Jack?! You are a badass

actor. Do you know what? You are not like my dad for sure. He never lies.” I pushed his hands away

and grabbed my books storming, out of the classroom to the lockers. I shoved the books inside and

hurriedly called Dave. He answered from the first ring as he normally does. “Dad, please come and

pick me now.” I was talking in a breathless tone as if I was running and panting.

“Vanilla! What’s the matter? Do you feel sick again? The flu or the fever?” Dave worriedly asked me. I

could hear the noises of his steps, already walking.

He asked me but at the same time, he didn’t waste a minute talking. Once I call, he comes for me

without thinking twice.

Sometimes I feel selfish because I never ask him first where he was or what he was doing. I just

interrupt and fuck up his meetings all the time.

“No nothing. I just don’t feel okay. I want to go anywhere else to hang out, eat something. Please send

me the driver or anything.” I tried to explain to him but actually, I was saying nonsense.

But even so, he asked me, “Why a driver? I’m coming for you now. Ten minutes and I will be in the

parking lot of the school.”

I sighed in relief. “Thank you dad.” And we hung up.

Once I turned to walk down the corridor, a strong grip slammed my back to the lockers. I nervously

raised my head up to see who dared to do that. It was jack. “What the hell do you think you are doing,

Jack?” I shouted at his face.

But he just grinned demonically. “Taking you! Do you think that you could end it easily?!” He licked his

lips and leaned closer to my face, giving me the scariest look ever.

Of course he was going to do that! He is fucking Mr. popular and the badass of the school with so much

ego. He thinks of himself as the king of the school. He wasn’t going to give up a fuck. He was cocky

and a fuckboy, so I was stupid to think that he would change for me.

However, to be honest, I didn’t feel afraid at all. Maybe because deep inside me I was sure if he

touched a strand of my hair, Dave would make Jack’s life hell.

So bravely, I tried to release my hands from his grip but I couldn’t. I squirmed. “What the fuck Jack?

What do you want from me?! Our relationship is over! I don’t want to be with you ever again.”

He smirked with a witchy laughter that echoed in the corridor and made me stop breathing “Darling! It’s

my game and I say when and where I need this.” His hand lowered to my neck, pressing roughly to

stop me from moving.

It hurt not only because he thought that I’m a toy in his nasty hands and that he could use me and use

my heart bitterly but it hurt because he tried to take my first kiss and I was saving it for the one I love. I

tried to move my head away from his lips but I couldn’t. I was choking and barely breathing.

I tried to kick him in his balls but I couldn’t raise my legs because he pressed his muscled body to mine.

But while my eyes spotted classmates around us watching silently, scared to make a step closer to

stop the hot jock and while my ears were hearing noises of our teachers, they were afraid to make a

move to stop that guy because they were afraid to lose their own jobs. Yes, Jack was that powerful

because of his rich father. Everyone feared him.

However, the familiar warm voice of my savior came into my ears. Even though his voice was firm, to

me it was like chanting my favorite song.

At the last seconds before Jack pressed his lips to my lips by force, Jack was pushed away from me

and on the floor. “Take off your fucking hands from my baby! She is not yours. She is mine and she will

always be mine.” Yes, it was Dave yelling angrily with his clenched teeth and rounded fist.

Jack was crawling back on the floor, scared to death “Mr. Dave, I …” Jack was trying to explain but

Dave didn’t give him a chance.

Dave pointed his fingers at Jack and to the teachers and even the students. “Everyone listen to me

carefully. If I ever spot anyone close to Vanilla or if anyone tries to bully her or touch her, I swear to God

that I will bury you alive! Got that?!” He threatened all of them and then Dave turned to me, cupped my

cheeks and said softly, “Vanilla? Baby? Are you okay?” I wondered how he managed to change his

temper and scary tone in just a second this way.

I nodded and smiled. He narrowed his eyes. “What? Why are you smiling?”

I hugged him tightly and whispered. “I love you so much. So much daddy.” Yes, I said daddy again and

this time, I meant that. I wanted him to know. I wanted him to be sure that I was his. I wanted him to be

sure that I wanted him now and forever.

He sighed. “Let’s go now.”

I realized why I was mad at Jack’s question. I realized that if I have only one day to live, I would love to

be with Dave and only him.