“Well… yes?” she replied, still trying to process this information.
“So you’d be my aunty Jane?” you asked, “ok, but honestly, I’ve only ever known you as my principal so this is really weird.”
“So… if you don’t mind me asking… how was your mum? When you saw her last…” Mrs Craig asked.
“Umm…” Your face fell and you looked down with sadness, “look. I’ll be honest. I haven’t had the best life…
“I assumed life wasn’t wonderful,” Mrs Craig said softly, “the times I had spoken with your father- my brother in law- he didn’t sound like a happy man.”
“Far from it,” you replied with a sigh, “he’s a raging alcoholic and would beat me and mum all the time.”
“Y/N, I’m so sorry,” she whispered apologetically, placing a hand on your shoulder to comfort you.
“Sometimes I tried to defend mum but then she would turn on me. She was quite emotionally abusive.”
“Same with our mum after my biological father died,” Jane Craig sighed, “unfortunately it must be because of her influence on your mum… it’s a vicious cycle.”
“yeah, well… Iida… Tenya… actually saved me from being beaten by dad one night, that’s why he has his arm in a sling,” you admitted.
“lida is a very good young man,” Mrs Craig said proudly.
“I know. I don’t know how I got him but I’m grateful,” you said with a tender smile.
“You’re a good person, Y/N, we’re from the same stock so I understand your past. lida is lucky to have you.”
You burst into tears again.
“No one has ever told me that they’ve been lucky to have me before. I’m always lucky to have someone else.”
Mrs Craig teared up.
“Sweetheart, you are beautiful. lida is lucky to have you and I’m lucky to have such a wonderful niece.”
You sobbed harder.
Mrs Craig stayed at yours for another 3 hours as you both talked about family life and tried to connect as many dots as possible. There was no doubt that she was indeed the older sister of your mother.
“Y/N, I’ve had time to think… and I would like to meet your mum again… would it be possible?” she asked nervously after you had finished talking about everything, “I’ve been searching for her for years—”
“I… honestly don’t know. Like I said- I’d have to find out if she can have visitors, but if I can make it happen, then I’ll do my best,” you replied, “I think it might do her good to be able to connect with you again seeing as you’ve gotten your life together after what happened when you were a teenager.”
Mrs Craig nodded, “yes, I’d like to at least validate her and maybe we could somehow get closure on what happened to us regarding our stepdad.”
“If you need a lawyer let me know. lida has all the connections you need.”
“I will,” Mrs Craig said with a smile then stifled a yawn.
“Sorry, I tired you out,” you said with a laugh.
She shook her head, “no, not at all, but I do need to sleep. Thank you for tonight, Y/N, I’m right next door if you need me.”
“Thanks,” you said with a smile, standing up and hugging her then seeing her off at your front door.
“oh my god, what a trip,” you muttered to yourself in disbelief as you stumbled down the hall to bed, “imagine that. My principal is my long lost aunty.”
You changed into your sleeping gear and in no time you were fast asleep.
The next morning, Sunday, you woke at 1pm to the sound of someone knocking on your front door and you fell out of bed and ran to get it.
“Good afternoon, Y/N,” lida said politely as you yanked it open, “I rang your phone a few times and when you didn’t answer I thought I would come by to make sure you were alright.”
“She’s my aunty,” you suddenly blurted out, remembering your conversation from last night with Mrs Craig.
“I beg your pardon?” lida asked confused.
“Come in,” you offered, dragging him inside, “Mrs Craig is my aunty!”
“Y/N, you will need to explain?” lida said with a bewildered look on his face.
You sat him down and told the story of Mrs Craig and how it all just made sense and Iida just sat there, baffled.
“Well, that is quite a revelation,” he said, scratching the back of his head then pushing his glasses up onto his nose.
“Yeah,” you replied, that shocked face creeping back across your features as it all came back to you.
“All I have to say is that I’m here for anything she needs. If she is related to you then by proximity I have a duty to provide for her too,” he said valiantly.
“Tenya, you could honestly start up some kind of harem with that attitude,” you said with a laugh, “but don’t you dare start collecting girls or I’ll kill of them, then you… then myself.”
“I… I would not dream of such a thing!” lida gasped with horror.
“Yeah, I know, you have your hands full with just me, right?” you leered, scooting towards him on the seat and crawling up into his lap.
“Y-Y/N, he stammered, face flushing as your face neared his then ducked to the side, pressing your nose against his neck and inhaling his masculine scent deeply.
“You smell good, Tenya, I’m starting to feel things,” you whispered seductively, dropping your chest against his.
As you relaxed your body down onto his, your lips met his soft neck and his free hand caressed your side then slid to the higher part of your hip bone- somewhere he hadn’t tried to venture to before.
You reached to his hand and slid it around to your ass, to show him that he could touch you there and he stiffened as you moved his hand.
“You can squeeze it if you like,” you whispered against his neck, kissing up to his jaw and kissing along it.
“I-I-I…” his teeth clattered together as he started to short circuit – Kaminari style.
You giggled as he remained in a frozen state, letting you do whatever you wanted to him as his brain went to mush.
“Tap it a little,” you whispered deviously, “give my ass a little smack.”
“That would not be nice,” he finally replied, “I must treat you with care.”
“I like my ass being smacked,” you pouted, sitting back.
“Why?” he asked with confusion.
“Well it’s not just me, many people like being smacked.”
“What is the appeal of being smacked?” he asked innocently.
“Look I’ll show you,” you said, getting off his lap and getting him to stand up and turn around.
“Ready?” you asked, holding your hand back.
“Not entirely, but if I must endure then so be it,” he replied nervously.
You let your hand go and smacked him right on the side of his right butt cheek, his ass feeling very firm in your hand.
“That’s a hard cake you have there, Tenya,” you yelped, shaking your hand to rid yourself of the pain.