KIMBERLYFour days, it's been four days since Bran last spoke to me, I hardly see him at school, it was just once in a single class three days ago,he doesn't show up at the cafeteria but I've heard he does go for practice. "Sam,do you wanna go watch the team practice?"She stops chewing."Who are you and what have you done to my best friend," she narrows her eyes."Well the game is just around the corner,I think it's good to catch up and by the way it's me." She looks at me suspiciously but then she says."Yeah, I think you're right." Then it dawns on me,she doesn't believe I've just gained interested in watching the practice, she wants to see Xander.The guys practice,I cheer as loud as Sam but Brandon doesn't look at me not even once. My face falls, why is he ignoring me, I didn't do anything wrong."I'll be right up babe," Ronan shouts."Okay!" I shout back.He's taking long, having a conversation with Lenny and other football players.I see Xander and Brandon heading towards the
KIMBERLYThe whole place is packed, people linger outside doing all sorts of different things. We make our way inside and it's worse,"Is the whole freaking school here?"I shout over the music. Sam turns"I think so! Who wouldn't?""They really did book this place just for a party didn't they?"Sam looks around the place then nods"Yep. Definitely did."We make our way through the crowd."Hey!"Lenny jumps on us from behind,each hand around our shoulders."Guess who the day saver,no I meant to say night saver is?" He slurs, he must be really drunk because Lenny and I haven't spoken more than ten words to each other. He's a bit of a jerk. ps: I hate jerksHe leads us to the far corner, the football team is seated there and the cheerleaders,both team A and team B but separately,you can tell there's two groups."Look what I found."He makes a show of looking side to side at both of us.Xander comes from behind us with a red cup in hand. He grabs Lenny's hand and squeezes then drops it
KIMBERLYHe leans in and slams his lips on mine, he kisses me like a thirsty man who has finally been given a drink. I kiss him back with the same thirst.Thirsty for more and more and more.We pull apart panting,our foreheads gluing against each other, I trail my hands up his chest and he's are at both sides of my jaw. He lifts my head up again and kisses me slowly this time, our tongues dance against each other like a hypnotic rhythm. I pull away,my mind taking me to a dark pit of guilt and shame. Ronan. I push Brandon away"No. This is wrong Brandon,I can't do this anymore.""Do what?" He's so calm it pisses me off"We can't do this, I can't do this,I'm with Ronan and this is not me,I'm not thinking straight.""Don't do that Kimberly,I told you I hate it when you pull away from me."I shake my head viciously."I can't. I love Ronan,I can't let this mistake make me lose him." Bran's eyes shift from green to a stormy black swallowing the color I've come to see every night in my visio
BRANDONThree days after the banquet,three days after I saw something I thought would please me,never knowing it would bring me the complete opposite. Pain.The silent plea in her eyes and the silent desperation in her voice,I doubt she even realised it herself, her eyes hoped it wasn't Brianna but I just broke that fucking hope.I groan then slide off Bree, lately I've been taking all my frustrations out using sex, I fuck and tell her to go the fuck home. I don't let anybody and I mean anybody sleep in my bed and that's not changing anytime soon"Can you at least drive me home?"She says,she doesn't bother hiding her tits. I look at the time and it's 10:30pm"Get dressed." I say to her while I pull my sweatpants on.After driving Bree home,I take a turn, going to a place I don't want to go to but still do.It's becoming a habit, at first my excuse was finding out who the fucker stalking her really was, because he must be watching her every time if he's that obsessed with her. But the
KIMBERLYHe doesn't answer he just stares at me with those mesmerizing greens. I rapidly blink twice."What?" He asks in a what are you talking about tone"Stay away from Sam, leave my friend alone.""What if I don't?""Then I will do everything to make sure she doesn't like you or stand to breath the same air as you.""And how will you do that hmm?" His voice switches to mocking."Stay.Away, I mean it Brandon, don't play with my friend's emotions."He puts his phone in the back pocket of his pants."What if it's not just any play? What if.." In a flash he moves in front of me,grabbing my nape locking me in place."What If i feel what I felt for you or more? What if it's real?"My heart pounds at his stupid slowly spoken words."No.""No what?" His eyes are still on mine."You don't like her like that.""Is that what you want to believe because you're jealous?" I lift my chin and look him dead in the eyes."Fuck.You!" I say slowly.He slams me against the door of his car,his hand mo
KIMBERLYHis kisses are just as I remember because I crave them ever night, whenever I would be in bed with just me and my thoughts,I'd touch myself to the memories of his intense touch and sweet torture.There's nothing sweet or lovely about Brandon's kisses. He's like an animal, bitting,sucking, licking, demanding and very brutal. That's the thing about Brandon,you can never find a replacement,he takes and doesn't give you back that piece of yourself, you seek for his intense touch,his ruthless thrusts.I grind myself against him,the friction causes my insides to itch,my clit throbs and swells,my movements become more desperate as we eat at each other.He grabs my hips and lifts his up in ruthless pounds, we dry hump each other, groaning, moaning, driving each other to the point of insanity. He moves his hand to my shirt pulling roughly until the buttons fly out leaving my breaths on full display."Perfect,you're so beautiful."Then he covers his mouth on them,I grab the back of his
KIMBERLY"Kim. You've been smiling the whole day,what is it?""No I haven't.""Aha! You were,the fact that you're denying it gives you away. Tell me! I'm your best friend."I sigh and pull her to a corner"It's Brandon. He and I...we..we did some things.""What?!" She whisper-yells "you guys did it?""No Sam. I'm still seeing Ronan,I won't sleep with Bran.""Then why don't you break up with him?""It's not that easy Sam, we've been together for two to three years, I can't just go 'Ron I don't think this is working' I can't just do that, I need to do it properly and at the right moment."She gasps."So you are considering it?"I smile tucking my lips in.Brandon walks in with a pen at his ear. He takes a seat at the back joining in on the teams conversation.His eyes scan me from top to bottom, making me hold my breath,the moment they lock with mine my heart starts beating fast.* *Later* *During lunch, I head to the library after telling Sam I'll find her in the cafeteria. I'm placing
BRANDONI park in the dark and walk up to the side of her house where her bedroom is. She's standing directly in front of the window with a towel wrapped around her, her hair looks wet.She turns and I can see her side,her hand slowly lets go of the towel and I suck in a sharp breath.her milky tits move with the heaving of her chest,her nipples are hard, begging to be sucked.Her small hand moves slowly to her pussy, I can't clearly see because she's turned on the side, I can see her hand moving in a circular motion. She throws her head back and her lips part. Her other hand shakes as she lifts it to touch her nipple,she pinches and I can see her lips widen. She's moaning. I open my jeans and grab my hard dick, I start masterbating at her beautiful view. "Fuck." I hiss, I'm close but I hold on,I've never been this hard before. She shakes and I know she's closeOneTwoThreeAnd ...she comes,I thrust twice and i do too.I tuck myself in. Her head looks at the side and she grabs her
BRANDON *HOURS AGO* I look at thr little fuck who is tied to the ceiling, his legs hand midway in the air, his heels up and toes touching the ground. I throw a bucket of water on him and he gasps, his eyes peeling open. "Wake up, you little shit." I say to him. He blinks slowly and tgen focuses his eyes on me. When our eyes meet, fury burns in his probably remembering the last thing he did before he was drugged by a hooker i hired to seduce him and bring him here. "It was you. What the fuck do you want?" He screams and i straighten to my full height, stalking close to him because he's damn well my prey. "You walk into my life, take my woman sneakily, get her in bed, and made me fuck up her lufe and you still ask me what the fuck i want?" I'm now standing in front if him. "You didn't think I'd find out about you little rape stunt?" His eyes widen and i smirk. I wrap my fist in a cloth and he watches me with panic. "You see, Matt. I hate it when people try to take my girl aw
BRANDON Reap my heart out right now because the way it's beating is so painfully is unbearable. I stare at the white walls of the hospital. It's been two days and she hasn't yet woken up. When i didn't kiss her back there in the apartment, it wasn't because i'm still mad at her or that i'm disgusted by her. It was because i didn't deserve to kiss her, to have her hold me. After i failed her so badly and hurt her in the worst way possible. I left that room, beating myself up. All i could do was that i don't deserve her. She can't be with someone who hurts her when he's hurt. I don't deserve her forgiveness for being so blind and easy to manipulate. I didn't leave. I sat in my car with my heart cracking open at the reminder of what she went through. I should have had a conversation with her and thoroughly investigated, but i let anger consume me. Then i decided i would do anything to make it right, because i wasn't willing to do the, "if you love her but you cause her pain, then
KIMBERLYI've been anxious since Brandon left in a murderous mood. When he gets like that, he makes me panic. I just know that he's going to something rash and violent. I've seen him like this before, once. And i don't want him to get in trouble because this time, we're talking about the son of a wealthy drug dealer. I've been at our girls aprtment for over fifteen hours without signs of Brandon, his phone is also unreachable, which had me biting my fingernails impatiently, a habit i have never done or liked before.I hear voices downstairs, i turn off the shower and rush out, then i grab the first material i see and put it on. I'm heading to the door when it opens and Brandon walks back in the room, all bruised and bloodied. I take his shirt off and wipe him with a clean wet towel, turning to take a small bandage to cover the cut on his cherkbone.My fingers pause when his hands slowly wrap around me from behind. His fingers rest on my stomach and then he sprawls them like a web.
BRANDONI'm not fucking her!" I pin her against the wall with my hand wrapped around her delicious delicate smooth throat. "No matter how much I fucking try, I can't dip my dick in anyone that isn't you."Her watery eyes stare up at me and I see the mixture of shock and relief in them."I can't revenge you by doing what you did to me and that pisses me off."I shove off her and take a few steps back. I need to get away from her."I want to break you the way you did me, but why can't I fucking do it!" My fist flies into the nearest wall with so much force that my hand stings with pain. "I'm sorry," I hear her whisper and low sobs. "I'm so sorry that I did this to us."My hand flattens on the wall on each side of my head and I close my eyes as fresh pain flows through me."Brandon..." I feel her small hand on my back and I don't push it off. Her hand comes to my shoulder and she turns me around.Her eyes are red and tears keep flowing down her cheeks. She reaches up and swipes at somet
KIMBERLYI open the door to the apartment with my coat hanging over my arm as I shut it closed. A loud yelp leaves my lips when I spot a figure seated on the floor next to the door. I place my hand over my thumping heart and suck in a deep breath, then release it slowly.Brandon. What the hell is he doing seated here at this hour? It's half past nine pm. His eyes shoot up to mine. One leg is stretched out flat on the floor while his other is propped up and his arm rests on the top of it hanging lazily. His head rests against the wall behind him and his eyes are droopy. "Hey," I whisper slowly and carefully. I don't even know why."Hey," he replies, eyeing me from top to bottom then back to top.I slowly lower myself down but a few feet away from him.We stay there in silence, both of us not daring to look at each other directly. After a full minute of silence, he finally speaks."How did we fucking get here?"I sigh."I don't know...but it all had to do with sectrets and trust.""Ye
KIMBERLY "Crap!" She turns off the oven and flings her hand around, trying to push the smoke away from her face so that she can pull out the chicken."Stop." I say and she straightens at my words.I walk over to her and grab the kitchen gloves from her."Let it cool. You might burn yourself. Here, let me help you with that."She moves to the side and i leave the oven open. Then, i walk to the windows and open them as well."It's best if we leave the kitchen, the smoke is bad for us."I nod and we walk to the sitting room.Kim sighs then pushes her hair back."What now? The food is ruined." She says without looking at me."Not everything. At least we still have the sauce and potatoes."She eyes me as if it's all my fault. Well, honestly, it is."We'll just order the chicken." I say while pulling out my phone and calling one of the good restaurants i know which are nearby. I order, and they say it will be delivered in thirty-five minutes.When the smoke has completely vanished, Kim wa
BRANDON I steal a glance at Brandon's sleeping form, then slowly, i peel off the duvet from my body, making sure that i don't wake him. I make my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash up. Opening the door quietly, i see that he's still asleep, so, i tiptoe my way out of the bedroom and head down to the kitchen to make us some breakfast. I'm not stupid, i expect anything this morning from him, just because the two of us had a heart to heart truth revealing conversation with honesty last night, and not to forget the amazing sex, it doesn't mean that we're back to being all lovey dovey. I place the scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toasted bread on a plate and some juice and coffee next to it on the table. I go to wash my hands when he enters the kitchen, our eyes meet and i wait for it. I hold my breath as i watch him look around the clean kitchen and then his eyes rest on the food placed on the table for long seconds. Something flashes in his eyes and i mentally slap
BRANDON *The Next Day* Today was pretty tense for the both of us. Kim made supper and went to bed, but I didn't touch it because I'm not hungry. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing by keeping her here. Of course I'm working on bringing her back from her drug addiction, but it's proving to be more and more difficult with each day. Her friends haven't come to see her because that's all part of the process. Nathaniel, Nao's fiancé has been helping out with Kim. He advised i take her to a rehabilitation centre which he recommended, but when he saw her and spoke to her, he said it wasn't that bad.It's not like she couldn't live without them, she took the drugs to release pressure and stress, not because she couldn't control herself. I lean my weight on the table, closing my eyes.I still care. If i didn't, i wouldn't have given a shit where life took her after our breakup. Taking one last sip of my water, i walk to the bedroom and find her in the same position as last night, with her
BRANDON"Are you sure?" Michael asks me with narrowed eyes."I am.""And you think she'll agree to move into the same house with you?""She has no fucking choice. I need to make sure she's off those drugs."He nods, running his index finger on his upper lip."Jonathan is working on all the information we need."I shouldn't have told Michael to stop following Matt two weeks after all we got was a dead end. He must have known something was wrong and played it safe.I nod and stand, then i head to Kim's room, ready to drag her out by any means if she tries to fight me on moving to where I'm planning to stay with her.It's a big shock that awaits her.* * *"No." She folds her hands over her chest and glares at me from the other side of the room."You don't have a choice," i point out."I do, and it's a fucking No."I narrow my eyes on her and she flinces. Her hands drop to her sides and they ball into fists."It's either you obediently pack your shit, or i drag you out of this door throu