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by TandB_fanfic

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T~ WHAT!?! ENGAGED!?!

07/09/2011

**Rated M for Mature Content. May contain foul language and/or adult situations. Please read with caution.**
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Thressa nervously picked up the receiver of the telephone, dialed the numbers, and patiently waited for some one to answer.
"Hi mom, how are you? No, no no, I don't need money, i, um, i kinda need to talk to you."
Her voice was shaky and uneven, her throat dry of fear.
" No, mom, i don't think it's anything BAD, you might, but i would like to come see you face to face."
Thressa swallowed some saliva hard to keep from sounding so dry.
" Well, mom, i sorta, kinda met a guy."
She removed the receiver from her ear.
"Mom! No, don't hang up, please....PLEASEEEEE!"
The other end of the phone went dead.
Thressa stood there, shaking, as she planted her face in her hands.
Johnny grabbed her and swung her around, his shoulder replaced her hands, she stood there sobbing.
"My...Mom....sh-she....haaaaaatess meeeeeeee!"
"Shhhhhh, shhhhhh, I'M sure she doesn't really hate you."
"She hung up on me, and before that she yelled that i had fucked my life up too many times before for her to even bother."
Johnny lead her to the couch, his hand around her shoulder the whole time.
He kissed her full on the lips.
Thressa sat quietly as Johnny held her.
there was loud pounding on the door.
"Thressa, open this fucking door! It's your Dad!"
Her eyes were wide with shock, she was paralized as Johnny opened the door.
Her dad pushed past him with his face all red and his finger pointing as he yelled.
" What the HELL do you think you are doing young lady?"
"Dad...."
"Shut the hell up! I don't want you to say a fucking word, you have had what kind of luck with men? what kind? are you trying to get killed you know every one is out to get you!"
Johnny interupted, which is something you NEVER do with Thressa's dad.
'Sir, I..."
" SIR? do you KNOW what SIR means? it's Stupid Idiot Retard! Never call me sir, my NAME is Harry! I will deal with you in a minute AFTER i'm done with HER!"
Harry's face was red with concern, not anger, concern, he had seen it all before. He just wanted to cry and protect his little girl, but he HAD to put on a large front.
Thressa sat quietly. she knew that if she said anything that Harry would threaten her, she also knew that if she didn't then he would do the same, but decided on the lesser of two evils and stayed quiet.
" We JUST got that last loser out of here, you know the one that TRAUMATIZED you with those rabbits? Yeah that loser is gone, i could relax knowing that you were alone! What about that freak that dumped you over the internet? maybe i should refresh your memory about the one that kept you locked up with no car all day....or the one that took you for 5,000 dollars! Get HIM the HELL out of here or i swear that your mother and I are DONE, we give up on you!"
Harry left Thressa sobbing on the couch and walked over to where Johnny was standing.
" And YOU, you filthy greasy freeloader, you should KNOW better than to take advantage of her! I KNOW who you are, and i still think you don't want her you just want what she has, if you don't fucking move along, then i will have you removed from the property."
Thressa tried to talk, but with tears forming in the corners of his eyes, and his face all red, Harry stopped her just before he left and slammed the door behind him.
Her Dad started his Harley, Revved it up, and screeched his wheels on the pavement as he pulled away from the house.
"Well, There, that's done and over with, you, Johnny, have just met my dad, that fucking ass hole!!!"
Thressa was pissed, she knew her father didn't mean what he said, just that he was scared and hurt, and angry.
"Well i hope it goes better with your mom."
" oh, it will, she's a bit more lienient than dad is, just give them a few days, this will simmer down once they figure out that you are not going anywhere."
Johnny laughed as he sat beside her.
" Can i see your new asshole?"
he asked.
"Ok..." Thressa started, " Here's a mirror."
Thressa and Johnny decided to stay home and parent bash for the rest of the day to blow off some steam.
It became bed time, Thressa and Johnny decided that they were wiped out from the stress ad aggravation of the day's events and decided to just go to sleep.
Thressa lay there. wide awake, so did Johnny.
Johnny reached under the sheets and blankets.
" I know what can make my baby sleep."
he whispered as his fingers found her love button.
Thressa gasped as he rubbed harder and faster each time.
" Make love to me Johnny, please?"
She begged.
Thressa rolled over on her back and spread her legs.
Her breaths deepining and becoming fast as he entered her.
Thressa's long, painted finger nails dug in and scratched Johnny's back, her eyes rolled into the back of her head as she screamed in extacy, this was a hard orgazam, they melted into one, once again.
Johnny lay there for a while, unable to move.
"Whew! That, my lover, was AWESOME, i truly saw fireworks this time."
Thressa panted as she reached over and found Johnny's secret stash of cigarettes, it had been a few months since thy both quit, but she felt that she needed ont this time.
Johnny joined her.
He Knew he had to break it to his parents, but didn't want it to go down the same way as it had with Thressa's, so he held off for a few days, devising a plan as to HOW would he sweet talk his mom













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damn her parents are mean

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