you were currently home alone for a couple of weeks in your house since your parents had left for their anniversary vacation, your father had his slightly younger best friend watch the house since he lived right next to you. Ever since your parents left, you got to watch the thirty four year old through your windows, watching as he took his shirt off to mow his lawn while his wife that he was on and off with bought out some lemonade for him to drink. dirty old skank is what kate looked like to you, she didn’t deserve him.

you could see the way she stressed him out, if you were his wife you’d never stress him out in fact if he was ever stressed you’d relieve his stress by just simply getting on your knees. Chris has known you since you were little, your father was like family to him and Chris wouldn’t do anything to betray your father.

sometimes when Chris would leave his curtains open you could see the things him and his wife were doing, he didn’t look pleased at all by her she just wasn’t doing it for him and you could tell he needed someone better… like you.

you sat in your backyard under a shadowed tree as your eyes and mind focused on the light book in your hands, taking sips of your lemon water. A creak then came from your fence gate, causing you to look up and see Chris walking towards the spot you were sitting at to check on you.

“Sup kiddo, y’readin’ hm?… just came to check up on ya since you’re father wanted me to, Kate’s makin’ dinner if y’want some?” he looked down at you in the grass, Jesus Christ this man had a chokehold on you and he didnt even know it—