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No. Fuck him.

I take my time with Molly. I am doing my best to make her feel safe and comfortable. I told her stories of our childhood together as she laughed and giggled. Slowly throughout the conversation, Molly touched my leg as she listened to what I had to say. Her warm, delicate hand rested on my knee. I felt her shifting closer to me as I told her about a crazy story about my friends. It was getting late as the lights dimmed and the fire cast flickering shadows on her fair skin.

I could barely contain myself as I held back from pouncing on her like a tiger. I saw my stepfather peeking behind a wall with a disappointed look before walking away. I shifted uncomfortably, knowing he might leave me here because I didn't comply with his commands.

I went to look for him, as I couldn't find him anywhere. He could leave me here if he wanted to. I search around, finding nothing. After ten minutes of looking for him, I went back to Molly.

My eyes lit up with fear. My stepfather is having deep conversations with Molly. Her eyes were bright with interest as she sank deeper into his every word. His dark eyes find me as he grins, seeing me approach them as Molly turns to look at me.

"Hey Stevie! I'm chatting with your handsome stepfather!" She says this while my stepfather smirks at me. I could only stand there as he whispered something into Molly's ear, which made her blush and giggle. I felt my heart crushed to see my crush laugh and smile with my stepdad.

I shift awkwardly as he continues to charm Molly. Talking about how mature, sophisticated, and charming she is. Giving her props.

A man that women want. She looked at me with that crooked smile before standing up and saying, "I really have to go. See you later, Stevie." I wanted to stop her, but I didn't.

I ask him...

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