KIMBERLYWe reach the door to the apartment and i turn around at the door step, watching Matt closely. I run my hand through my hair as more silence lingers between us. The cold air makes me breathe properly, it started to get too much in the club back there. My phone starts ringing but i ignore it. Whoever it is, i can get back to them when I'm tucked into the comfort of my room."Again, I'm glad you invited me."I smile."No problem, besides, you always invite me but after the whole internship, we haven't spent time together.""Yeah," he says.I'm still not over how he dragged me out of the club, so i decide to ask."Matt, back there. What was really wrong?"My phone starts ringing again, but i ignore it, again.He steps closer and i hold my breath when he places his hand on my cheek."It's nothing you need to be concerned about, i promise." He says softly. "But -"The ringing interrupts me again. Crap, who the heck is it. "Are you not going to get that?" He tips his head at
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
KIMBERLY "Oh my God sweetie," my mom gasps and places her hand over her mouth and i watch as her eyes start turning glassy. "Mom.. Don't start again, please." She shakes her head. "I just can't help it. You're so beautiful in white. I can't believe my baby is all grown up and getting married. " She smiles and i hold up my dress then move to her. I kiss her cheek and pull her in for a hug. Pulling back, i stare at her through blurry eyes. "Oh, no, no. Not with that makeup." I laugh. "Then don't cry if you don't want me to either." She nods and places her hands on my cheeks. "I'm so happy for you, baby." "Thanks, mom." A knock comes at the door and my mom goes to check. She opens it wide after seeing who it is and my father steps in. He looks so handsome in a perfectly pressed blue suit. "Is this a bad time?" He asks then pauses when his eyes land on mine. I bite the corner of my bottom lip nervously as he slowly scans his eyes over me. It turns out that the
BRANDONMichael starts the car with me and Kim in the back. Carrying her to the car in this condition in my arms only made me wish i were the one in this position and not her. I'd give anything to trade places with her. To be the one in pain and not her."Baby, please hold on. Don't close your eyes.""Brandon.." she swallows, and i can see how difficult it is for her. "I love you.""Don't, don't do that. You'll be okay." My heart squeezes.We get to the hospital at the emergency exit, and nurses rush to us. Michael had already made the call, so they were ready for us. They place her on the bed and roll her down the hall and into the emergency room."Hurry, hurry. The patient is losing consciousness." One of them says.I go to step in but the nurse stops me."Sir. I'm sorry, but you can't go in.""I have to be with her.""I'm sorry, but you need to trust us if you want her to survive this, please."She walks away and i start pacing the hall."Jonathan just got Harry and Lily at the st
BRANDON "Fuck!" I pull out my phone and dial Jonathan's number. Stepping out of the store only to see the car door wide open and tiremarks on the road with no sign of Kim almost gave me a heart attack. When Jonathan picks up, i rush out. "I think they took her." "Shit. Tell me where you are, we'll be on our way immediately." I tell him my location and fly my fist into the side of the car, breathing hard and not caring about the pain buzzing in my arm. I rush back into the store and explain to the lady at the counter. She calls her coworker, and they flip the sign from open to closed. We walk to a small room and he pulls up the gas stations camera footage and does a rewind to a few minutes ago. I watch how everything happened and i get a very eerie feeling as i watch Harry searching his surroundings and then walking up to the side of Kim's car, they talk for a few seconds and he tries to leave. She stops him and then a car comes to an abrubt stop. Two men step out and drag the
KIMBERLY"Kim...."I hear a faint voice call out to me but I'm wea. Too weak to respond. What's happening? Where am i and why is it so dark?"Kim.. please." I hear it but a little bit louder this time.Mt eyes slowly peel open and the stench of blood and something else that makes me extremely nauseous hits me immediately. I slowly get to a sitting position and look around. I'm in a cell and little light from a corridor is the only thing that allows me to see a little bit of my surroundings. Everything comes rushing back. I was with Brandon at the gas station, then Harry appeared, scared and saying things that didn't make sense. I ran after him and then the mysterious van..Screaming.Thrashing and then...Harry.Oh my goddess. "Kim.." A low voice calls again and i get on my knees, crawling my way to the corner where it's coming from because i recognize his voice.Light illuminates his features, he's lying on his back, looking pale, and theres dried blood on the side of his face."Ha
KIMBERLY I sigh.Brandon refuses to tell me any details about what happened with Matt that day. The proof of bloodstains that were on his shirt and skin are the only signs that it wasn't something good. It also doesn't help that the guy has vanished into thin air and none of his close friends are asking about him. It'salmost as if he didn't exist. I'm not worried about Matt, I'm worried about Brandon and the trouble he might have gotten himself into. I checked Matt's social media but he hasn't posted anything. Matt always posts something, especially pictures of him in the gym first thing in the morning. I try to call his number using Sam's phone just to see if it will go through, but still nothing. I sigh and rest my elbows on my knees. Then i bury my fingers in my hair and straighten back up."What if he accidentally killed him and buried him somewhere to keep the truth from everyone?" I widen my eyes as i ask Sam. "No." She shakes her head. "Nobody is dead, Kim. You need to calm
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 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.
BRANDON I'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 hands 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 a