KIMBERLEY It's been a while since Brandon and I spoke properly, maybe I should have a talk with him, it's time we sat down and had a proper conversation without the yelling. Since it's a Friday, the girls and i agreed to skip movie night and join the guys at the bar instead.I open messages and type one to Jonathan.Me: Is he going to be there?I nervously wait for his reply which comes after five minutes.Jonathan: Yes, he is.I suck in a deep breath and type another one before I throw the phone on the bed.Me: Don't tell him I asked.We head out and get in Nao's car, the one her boyfriend, Nate, bought for her on her nineteenth birthday.The Lexus engine purs to life and I lean back in the leather seat, thinking about the many ways things can either go right or left tonight.I check my phone and read the message Jonathan sent.Jonathan: No problem, I won't.I need to get everything off my chest, I just need to be calm and get it over with. We enter the bar and it doesn't take us l
KIMBERLYEver since Brandon and i had the conversation of living separately, things have been a bit tense between us. I texted him this morning, informing him that I would be picking up my things today, he's only response was,"Alright."I hate this, I hate how we are, I hate the fact that we don't talk like we used to back then.After I finish packing up, I write him another text letting him know I'm ready to go.Me: I'm done, got everything I need.His reply comes after a few seconds.Bran: Cool.I look around the bedroom one last time, conflicted between two decisions. I've been living with Bran for the past three years and I don't know how the change will feel.I sit at the edge of the bed, feeling invisible hands tightening around my heart. Do I really want this? To leave?My phone rings, startling me out of my own messed up thoughts, I see Killian flash on the screen and compose myself then pick up."Hey baby bro!"He grunts in irritation."Stop doing that. I'm not a kid anymor
BRANDON When Michael said Kimberly was here, I thought he was fucking with my head because no way would she come to this place, she was supposed to be moving out, she texted me that she had everything she needed and was leaving the apartment. To my utter shock, I turned around and surprise surprise! There she was, throwing herself in my arms. The moment Kimberly said she wanted to move out, fear gnawed it's way inside of me and gripped my heart tightly. That's how relationships start to fade, the moment your partner says they want time away from you, then that means they're starting to question the relationship. Kim didn't actually say "she wanted time away" but moving out practically points to that road. When she said she loved me and never wanted to be away from me? That just blowed the breath I was holding on to like breathing through a straw seep back into me in full force. At one point, I thought she was starting to fall out of love with me, but I was wrong. I look at th
BRANDON There's a family gathering back in Blackwool, since it's a holiday, were all heading there. Kimberly and Ronan are now good friends, he's less of a dick to me and we have some sort of understanding ground, he's cool, I'm cool. We're not exactly friends but we do drink together and talk soccer. Kim leans over from the other seat and bites my neck. I haven't said a single word about what happend at the bonfire a week ago. "Baby, you're going to have to stop doing that and behave if you want us to get to Blackwool quickly." "And if I don't?" She places her hand at the side of my neck and continues nibbling on the skin there. "There are two possibilities. One, we might get into an accident." I push her back into the seat and she whines. "Two, I might park the car and get between those sexy legs of yours." "Mmm," she muses and I meet her eyes briefly then look back to the road. "I might have gone with numb
BRANDON "I preferred you knowing I left, to you suffering while seeing me wither and die. I couldn't make you feel burdened to take care of me." "You're lying." "I swear I'm not lying, I have the hospital papers, everything you need to prove that I am not lying to you,Brandon." Kim moves her fingers from mine, drawing me back to her, her eyes are still fixed on Marisa. "Kim." Killian calls and she blinks rapidly. The two seem to share a silent conversation and then suddenly, she speaks. "We should let them talk in private." Then she's walking past me, Killian, then out of the room. I start to follow her when Marisa speaks. "Brandon..." I stop then turn around to face her. "No." I say firmly and walk out to find Kimberly. I find her standing near the pond, her hands folded in front of her chest. She looks up at me with sad eyes and then speaks so low. "You need to hear her out." "No, I need to make sure you're okay, that's what I need to do." "Brandon," she fully turns t
KIMBERLY The sound of the door clicking shut rings in the empty hallway. "Come, let's grab a drink together." Lydia walks down the stairs and I follow her. She opens the cabinet and takes out a bottle of champagne then puts two glasses on the table, she pours the rich red liquid then hands one glass to me. "Thanks," I take it then have a sip, my eyes briefly close as the tantalising taste settles on my taste buds. "Nice, huh?" She asks with a genuine smile. "Yeah," I smile back. She sighs and places the glass on the table. "Kim, look, I'm sorry about earlier's situation, Miranda told me Marisa and Brandon already cleared the air. Turns out Marisa lied just to have her way, I should have known better, I'm sorry for putting you in that position." "It's not your fault," I offer a sad smile. "Everyone has a past, you and Maria's mom were friends and I just can't stop you from having a bond." "But still," "No," I shake my head. "I trust Brandon, I know he would never hurt me, an
KIMBERLY Everyone is elegantly dressed in suits,dresses and tuxedos, there's compliments on our outfits especially Sam's, not taking sides here, but Sam's dress is the best one tonight. Everyone keeps looking at her, she's stunning tonight. I search the crowd for Brandon but can't find him. I at least manage to spot one of the guys, Micheal. I head over to him and he smiles when he sees me. "Well, well, well." He eyes me from top to bottom. "Don't you look gorgeous." I smile back at him. "Thanks. You look good too, who would have thought, the legendary Michael in big trousers and cross belts, oh...and a bowtie too." I touch his bowtie and he laughs. "Well, what do you know, 80s it is." Our laughter dies down. "Have you seen Brandon around?" "I saw him at the backyard not longer than five minutes ago." "Alright, thanks." I make my way through the garden field to the backyard, only a few people linger outside, the rest are inside the town hall. The town hall is where such sp
KIMBERLY I make my way back to the front yard, fisting my dress at the sides so I can walk down the small steps. My eyes burn and no matter how hard I try to hold the tears in, they start to flow. I bow my head so that nobody sees me crying as I make my way to the gates. I feel eyes following me, so I look up and see the girl from earlier standing at the entrance with a triumphant smile on her lips. I look away and continue to the exit. I wrap my hands around my middle, my lips tremble and my heart hammers unhealthily inside my chest. Lying to myself wouldn't do me any good, the truth is that Marisa was right, her bond with brandon goes beyond the one he and i have. I saw it in his eyes, he does still feel something for her, he was waiting for her. I just happened to come in the way of their fate. More tears cascade down my cheeks. I reach home, I click the door shut and I'm thankful when I'm met with complete silence. If Killian or mom were to see me in this state, they would w
KIMBERLY"Do you have more?" I ask Matt and he smiles brightly."Actually, I do have extra."He holds out the small bag. When I try to take it, he holds it out of reach, making me frown."Uh uh, tsk tsk." "Matt.." I sigh. "Give it," I open my palm to him, wiggling my fingers.When he first suggested this idea, I almost hit him in the head, my exact words being, "Are you fucking crazy? I'm not turning to snow." Bashing people's heads has been a dangerous thought of mine lately, I need to get back in check. He was right when he said I would beg for them because, well, yeah, here I am, fighting for the powder I'm now getting addicted to. He's a clever bastard, in exchange of it and gummies, I need to spend time with him, one hour to be exact. Not more, not less. That's a small price to pay for pain for numbing. Besides, I like Matt, he's not as unbearable as I thought at first.The door opens and Sam stops at seeing us in the ladies' bathrooms together."Oh, hi Sam." Matt greets, and
BRANDONIt took everything I had in me not to follow her out last night when she watched me shoving my tongue down Lucy's throat. I wanted to run after her and tell her that I'm not fucking her, and that just fucking pissed me off, because I shouldn't want to reassure her when she fucking betrayed me by sleeping with that dipshit Matt. Everything in me still wants to remain loyal to her and it's messing with my brain cells.I should be buried deep in Lucy's cunt just to spite Kim but my stupid dick doesn't seem to go along with that idea, same as my still beating heart that's stitched up behind my ribcage from the damages Kim caused. Why can't i just completely forget about her? I realize that the more i want her, the more my hatred towards her goes up, and that's bad, very bad because it fuels my need to hurt her, to torment her. I run my hand down my face and let out a frustrated sigh.Opening the door to my Audi, i say my last goodbyes to my friends and then i get in tye car and d
KIMBERLYI pull my mini dress down as the ground sways beneath my feet. I manage to make my way up the set of stairs and glue my ass down on the leather sofa. Everyone is too busy to even pay attention to me being in a really pissy mood.I'm mad, so freaking mad. And I'm horny. I can't believe Brandon just left me high and dry. That piece of shit. He finally comes up and takes a seat exactly where he waw, but this time, Lucy doesn't sit in his lap.He pulls out his phone and starts typing something. I wonder if he has some other whore out there waiting on the sidelines for him to fuck whenever she wants because it wasn't hard to miss that he was hard back in the alley.Slowly, as if knowing I'm watching him, his eyes lift and lock with mine. I stop breathing. His eyes trail down my body, when they reach my thighs, he stops there and a deep fire burns behind his greens as if he's picturing being between them. Well, fine, im the one who's picturing him being between them.Fire lick bet
BRANDONShe throws back another shot, then her focus goes to her phone and she smiles. It must be that dipshit Matt, who's texting her. I shouldn't care, but the fact that she's with him somehow pisses me the fuck off even more. I watch her walk off and then come back. She settles on Michael's lap and takes a joint from him and my jaw tightens. When the fuck did she start doing weed?Or drink this much? I want to stop her but i don't have the right, it'll just make me look like i care, and i fucking don't. That's why I'm with Lucy. Kim's eyes meet mine and then they go to where my hands are on Lucy's skin. Heat flares in her eyes and she stands and makes her way to the dance floor as Or Nah starts playing. The moment i saw her walk into the club in that short dress, i wanted to chase her ass out of the club. It's too short that any man could easily grop her ass or pussy without her consent. My hand runs up Lucy's thigh while the other brings the glass of whiskey to my mouth, my eyes
KIMBERLY"Are you sure?" Sam asks, looking at me warily. I snicker and then roll my eyes."Oh, please, as if i haven't lived with the fact that he's now with that whore, for weeks."I lean closer to the mirror and add another layer of red lipstick to my lips and pucker them. When i notice how long silence has lingered in the atmosphere, i look at the person behind me through the mirror and see unasked questions behind her gaze."Sam.." i sigh, breaking eye contact and packing my makeup in my mini bag. I throw the chain over my shoulder and turn around, leaning against the counter to face her."I'm fine, okay. I'm cool with how my life has turned out, no need to make a big deal out of it. I mean, I'm not like you. Clinging to stupid shit that's...." i pause when i realize what the fuck i just said.Shit."Sam, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-""No," she cuts me off and shakes her head. "Go ahead, say it all Kim. Tell me how stupid my feelings are.""Sam." I push my hair back. I don't kno
KIMBERLY*Four Days Later*I'm flipping bacon and humming to a random song I heard playing on the radio in Naomi's car earlier when we just left the mall for a girls' shopping day, when Sam walks into the kitchen."Hey," she leans against the kitchen table."Hi," I reply, catching her scrolling through her phone and taking a huge bite off an apple. "So, I just saw this post on some girl's wall from campus, Jonathan is hosting a pool party tonight. What I'm surprised about, though, is the fact that we had no idea about it."I turn off the cooker and face her."A party, and we didn't get an invite?"That doesn't sound like Jonathan at all."We should gate crash," Nao says as she enters the kitchen. "I mean, no one would kick us out anyway.""She's right." Sam agrees. Nao walks to the fridge and pours herself some water in a cup and gulps it down. "We should go."She's been eating healthy lately, drinking too much water and exercising. Damn i love how hot her body looks.I think over t
KIMBERLYI calm myself down and Sally's mother walks in after."Sorry about that. Oh, you're done." She eyes the dishes."It's fine." I turn away from her so that she doesn't see my mess of a face."Thanks for the help. Let's join the others outside for some drinks.""Uh, I'll just use the bathroom and then I'll be right out.""Sure." She walks out of the house and i make my way to where she said the bathroom is.I fix my light makeup and it's hard to see that i just had a bad time, then i join the others outside. "Your home is really beautiful," i tell Samiel's mother and she smiles at me over her champagne flute."Oh, thank you, sweetie."Someone scoffs somewhere but i ignore it."So, Samiel.. I've always wondered what your type really is and i must say I'm really surprised to find out that it's the easy ones."Silence.Everyone goes silent."Excuse me?" Samiel finally speaks."I mean, you do hang out with the cute ones, but deciding to bring home a cheap one? Never would have thou
KIMBERLYI tightly grip the garden chair handles until my knuckles turn white. And then i slowly stand."Uncle Brandon!" The little girl jumps and he catches her in his arms, he smiles and i'm stuck in a trance. His smile."Hello, princess. How's my favorite niece doing?" He asks."Oh please, I'm your only niece. It fits that im your favorite because there's no competition. " She rolls her cute little eyes and everyone except me bursts out laughing."You're too smart for a four year old."I scan him slowly.Black long sleved shirt perfectly folded to the elbows with the first button undone and it's neatly tucked in black presses pants, dark hair perfect styled, black shoes and a silver relex secured around his wrist."Samiel brought a girl home!""Sally!" The girl's mother scolds. She's married to Samiel's oldest brother. The one vouching for Brandon's "girlfriend".My heart sinks at that reminder. He has a girlfriend already. My eyes move away from him to stare at anything but his ne
KIMBERLY"So, you're coming, right?"I walk around the office kitchen, making myself some coffee as Samiel watches me from across the room leaning against the wall with his arms folded over his chest and feet crossed at the ankles.I lean my hand on the table and pop my hip out while i wait for the coffee."I dont know, Samiel. It's a family gathering like you said, i don't want to intrude."He straightens to his full height and slowly walks to me, placing his hands on my shoulders, he leans to my eye level and fixes his eyes on me."I want you to come, you won't be bothering anyone because you are my friend. My family is cool so you have nothing to worry about, i promise."I sigh."Besides, my cousins will have their girlfriends there too, so why not bring my plus one as well."I smile."Are you trying to call me your girlfriend for the day, Nash?"His grin spreads wide."Do you want to be my girlfriend, Monoa?" He arches a brow and i roll my eyes, playfully punching him on the s