Chapter Five

KIMBERLY

Uncle Luca picked up Killian last night, I miss the little punk and his bugging. I wrap the rest of the remaining pie I just baked and decided to call Izzy. She picks up on the second ring

"Hi Izzy, it's Kimberly."

"Kim! Oh my God, hi sweetie how are you doing?"

"Am doing great,how are you doing?"

"Oh well, trying to be sane for my boy, i'm in miami doing shoots for a magazine."

"Yeah Ronan told me about that, congratulations."

"Thank you. How's your mom and that sweet little brother of yours?"

"They're both doing great," I pick at my cotton jersey.

"How about you and Ron,are you guys okay? He sounded a bit weird when I asked him about you last time."

I keep my voice as natural as possible

"Yeah, we're okay, he must have been having a bad day that's all," she's quite for some time.

"Yeah, thats understandable. With everything that's been going on,I can't blame him."

We talk some more about her contract and my school, we say our goodbyes and I hang up.

I sigh,about to stand when i immediately receive a message from Sam.

Sam: I searched him up on i*******m,zero fucking zero account, he's not on any social media platforms. What a waste of beauty,the world needs to see him.

Me: Samantha Marie Green! Are you trying to stalk this poor guy?

Sam: he's not a poor guy,his junk looks big enough.

Me: Sam! Oh my God no. How did you even-, you looked at his junk? Seriously?

Sam: Well some men are disappointing Kim,they're gorgeous but have no big package,a girl's gotta tick all the boxes. Besides,he looked like he didn't mind at all,he definitely knows it's impressive.

What?! I scrunch my nose.

Me: you did not let him catch you ogling his thing did you? I place my phone on the table and hide my face with my hands, Sam...!

Sam: maybe......

Gosh she's impossible.

Me: going to bed before I throw up, xo.

* *School* *

"Hey baby," Ronan hugs me from behind and kisses my cheek.

"You coming at practice right?" I place my hands on top of his.

"Yeah of course I'll be there."

"That's my girl," he kisses me on the lips. "See you later," then he salutes.

Well, the championship game begins now.

After class, Sam and I head towards the football field.

"Hey! I'll just quickly go to the bathroom,wanna come?" I ask.

"No i'm good I'll just secure seats for us,this season is going to be crazy, I'm so excited."

"Okay," I touch her arm and we go separate ways.

After I'm done, I walk out the door, before I can fully shut it, someone slams me against the wall,knocking the breath out of me.

"Wha-" he places a hand on my mouth.

"Shhhh," my eyes widen when I come face to face with Andrew.

"Kimberly..." He whispers my name and smooths my hair with his palm, I move my head away from his filthy hand.

"There there Kim, there's no reason to be afraid of me." I release muffled sounds behind his palm.

"Oh, sorry I forgot you can't speak," he grins and I narrow my eyes.

"I'll let you go but if you scream," he pauses,the hand that was in my hair moves to my throat, then he squeezes roughly.

"I will choke you, are we clear?" I don't stop glaring.

"I'll take that as a yes," he removes his hand from my mouth and loosens the hold on my neck,the threat is there,if I so much as raise my voice he will choke me.

"What do you want," I pant.

"Tsk tsk. Kimberly,so so naive."

He curls a few strands of my hair around his finger.

"I am not naive," I sneer at him. "Are you doing this for Bree? you sick fuck?!"

His face changes from psycho to serial killer,my limbs shake but I do everything in my power not to show fear.

He squeezes my throat, cutting off my air supply. My eyes widen, no, I can't breathe.

"You will not speak to me in that tone Kimberly."

I scratch at his hand,digging my nails into his flesh, he hisses, throwing his head back, he's enjoying this I realize, instead of loosening, his hold tightens more, then he licks my cheek and tears threaten to spill from my eyes.

"Aww..don't cry, I'm not going to hurt you. I just want to play." A door slams somewhere and he lets me go. I lean against the wall gasping in enough air as possible, my throat hurts and I think bruises will start showing soon.

"This isn't over Kimberly, I will find you alone again and finish what I've started."

He runs the back of his fingers on my cheek and I instantly move away, his facial expression turns to angry,like he can't stand it when I defy him.

"Baby doll."

He looks me up and down making me shrink against the wall then he smirks and leaves.

Pure undiluted fear cripples me, his words replay in my head like a twisted symphony

'I will find you alone again and finish what I've started.'

* *Football Field* *

"Kimberly Marie Monoa!"

I snap out of my trance with a flinch.

"Did you even hear what I just sai-"

she pauses "Kim, are you okay?"

"Yeah," I put on my deceiving smile. "You were saying? The game has me hooked in a panic mode," she must be convinced because she grins.

"Alright! This year has me all girly and crap too."

"I know right!" I act excited.

"Ah..There they are."

All the guys run onto the field and the whole school cheers from the benches. I find Ronan's number One jersey and shout.

"Go number One!!" He looks up and smiles at me blowing a kiss.

"Go Tigers!"

The last person to step onto the field is tall,about six-one with broad shoulders and a lean muscled body,

I immediately know who he is even without seeing his face.

The whole team is split in half. A few minutes after whatever talk he gives them

The coach blows the whistle and chaos starts on the field.

There's passing,running,slamming and shouting.

Team one wins,thats Ronan's team.

Team one wins again.

"Oh man...I was looking forward to how good that hottie was going to be on the play field."

"I told you, he's nothing special," I say without looking at Sam.

The coach blows again,this round is tough,nobody wins, so they start the again.

"Good play guys! I wanted to see how good you are and well shit! You definitely are. I have a good feeling we'll get along just fine."

Brandon addresses the team and they all bump fists.

"So arrogant, he's just playing it cool because his team is losing," I scoff.

There's complete silence next to me so I turn my head and find Sam looking at me suspiciously.

"What?" I act innocent taking a big bite of my pie.

"Hmm.." She makes a thoughtful sound "nothing."

I focus back on the play field,my eyes fixed on newbie.

"Let's play," I read Bran's lips. He cocks his neck side to side then covers his face. The moment the whistle blows he's like an unstoppable bull.

His movements are swift,fast and easy, it's like this is nothing to him. Team two wins and The crowd goes wild, Sam stands shouting.

"Yes! Yes! I knew it!"

"Sam," I pull her back on the seat.

"Who's side are you on?"

"What? There's no sides Kim, this is one team relax." She throws popcorn into her mouth crunching on them loudly.

I look back on the field, the coach blows the whistle again, the game goes differently but has the same outcome, Team two wins and they high five each other, Xander grins like an idiot while Jonathan bumps fists with Bran. He's got a cocky face going on, I side eye Sam and she's smiling.

The whistle blows, team two wins again. That's 5-2. I fold my hands over my chest and pout, Brandon stares at me,I look behind me to check if he's looking at somebody else, unfortunately he's staring right at me.

Then the bastard mouths, "Number one down," and smirks.

I gasp then glare at him,our stare down contest ends when the guys from Team two jump on his back, sending them all crushing down,some ruffle his hair.

"Great Job Team!" The coach shouts. "Continue with this spirit and the championship will without a doubt be ours!"

There's clapping,whooping and whistling from the crowd of students.

After the game practice, Sam and I walk to the parking lot

"Ronan is driving me home, I'll call you when I get there," I hug her.

"I'll miss you."

"Me too, girls night next weekend?"

"Sure," she answers with an easy smile.

"Hey beautiful," Ron wraps his arm around my neck pulling me into him.

"Hey babe," he kisses my temple .

"Thanks for taking care of my girl, Sam."

"Sure, you owe me one," she smiles.

"Well,that's my queue to leave, bye."

"Bye, drive safe, okay?"

"Yes ma'am," she drives away and so do we.