BRANDON Kim has been down for a few days now, she must have caught something when we went boat cruising five days ago. I step out of the pharmacy from getting her her meds since the ones she was taking got done last night. I stop at the gas station to fill my tank, then Andy's to get her favourite food. I leave the order and enter the bathrooms, exiting the stall, I feel hands wrap around my waist. I flinch away and turn only to be met with Marisa's eyes. "Whoa, there's no need to act like that, it's just me." "Yeah, it's just you and that's the problem. It's not supposed to be." "Oh come on, Brandon." She throws her hands up. "You're overreacting." "Get out of my way, Marisa." As if my words entered from one ear and left through the other, Marisa gets on her tiptoes and quickly crashes her lips to mine, sucking on my bottom one. The act makes me freeze but I push her away with my hands tightly gripping her shoulders. "What the fuck is you problem?" "Brandon," she fo
BRANDON "Truth." I glare at her. She grins and I find everything wrong with this whole situation, it makes me uneasy and I don't know why. What the fuck is she playing at? "If you were told have sex or like kiss with Brandon." My head snaps to Lily but she keeps staring at Marisa. "In any diner's toilets, would you do it?" "Oh for fucks sake!" Jonathan says with annoyance lacing his tone. I look at Marisa, ready to pull her up and drag her out by the hair if I have to but she keeps smiling and then takes a sip of whisky. "Well, I wouldn't say no, I mean we actually-" "Marisa." I say through gritted teeth. She ignores my warning and keeps going, her eyes briefly moving to stare at something over my head. "We actually did it recently and I must say I enjoyed it quite a lot, so doing it again wouldn't be a bad idea." "Marisa!" I call out angrily and get to my feet. "What? She asked, I'm just playing the game." She shrugs her shoulders. "It's the truth anyway." She mumbles.
KIMBERLY You know when you cut yourself so deep they have to stitch you up and then you mistakenly end up getting the stitches open? Yeah, that how I feel right now. I was healing, but then I feel like I'm moving backwards from the progress I was making. My vision becomes blurry with all the tears forming. I look to my left and see Matt and his friends chatting, I jog to them, when he sees me, he pushes off the car with a smile on his face. "Please take me away from here." His smile drops. "Hey, what's wrong? Why are you crying?" "Just take me away from this place." I wrap my hands around my middle. "Okay, okay, come on." "Catch you later man." His friends walk away. I get in his car and turn my head to the side, rolling down the window because i really nee the air, i feel so suffocated right now. These stupid tears won't just stop flowing, I wipe at them angrily and Matt starts the car and drives off. This isn't the way to the girls condo but I can't seem to care about tha
KIMBERLY There's a knock on the door, I straighten from the couch and head over to open only to find Harry standing in front of me. "Harry?" I gasp then wrap my hands around his neck. "Thank god you're okay, I've been trying to call you for weeks now." "Yeah," he clears his throat. "I was away." I lead him to the living room and sit, pulling him down to the empty space next to me until we are facing each other. "What happened to you? The last time I saw you, you were in a hurry and didn't look good." "Oh, that. I got your messages that's why I came here. I was going through something and needed to go away for a while in order to clear my head." I nod. "Well, you're not the only one going through a lot." "Why? What happened? Are you and Brandon having problems again?" "Long story short, Marisa followed him in Andy's diner toilets and forced a kiss on him then revealed it using the classic game truth or dare and made it seem like something else." Harry sighs. "I'm fed up of
KIMBERLY I take his hand and get to my feet. We dance around for what feels like forever and everything feels better, so much better. The Weeknd's song I Feel It Coming starts playing and something in the air changes as the lyrics go on and on. Matt's hands are on my body, touching,tracing,everywhere. He turns me around, my back to his front. A tingle zips through my vagina and my legs clench but his hands slowly move to my inner thighs and he parts them open. His fingers press down on my clit over my panties and the feeling intensifies. Why am I so horny? I ask myself the words that don't leave my mouth. His lips come to my neck and he nibbles at the skin there. This isn't right, it isn't and I don't want to do this, but why does my body say otherwise? Why can't I say no? He plays with my belly button and then his fingers are pushing down my panties, cool air blows on my skin then his finger is inside me, my back arches and he slowly moves his finger in and out until all I
KIMBERLYForget,Forget,Forget...The words keep repeating themselves in my head like they're on autopilot.When I said "I'm sorry" to Brandon, he was confused. I couldn't find the courage to tell him that I cheated on him with Matt. If he ever finds out, I might lose him, and losing Brandon means losing myself. So no, he can't ever learn what happened two nights ago.Flinging the blanket off me, I pat my way to the bathroom and stare at my reflection in the mirror. I've been a mess these past few days. Sam has taken a notice and I suspect she's been watching, waiting for me to slip so that she can find out what's going on. Samantha has never condoned cheating, I wouldn't want to see the reaction on her face if she found out I'm a fucking cheat.Stepping into the shower, I let the warm water cascade down my naked body. I close my eyes and rest my palms flat against the wall.Images of that night flash through my mind. The way he gripped my thighs and hooked them around his waist. His
BRANDONSomething happened that night, something that she doesn't want to tell me, but what?"No, there's nothing else." Her eyes divert and she searches the room.There. That's exactly how I know. But I choose to let it go, I can't keep pulling for something she'll never tell me. All I have to do is try to find out by myself because waiting for her to tell me is something I don't have patience for."Okay." I say to her, then i make my way to her drawer, pulling out her fluffy pajamas and then helping her up. I slip them on her and tie her hair up in a way I've seen her do it many times, it's so messy but i keep it tight the best way i can.I lay her back down on the bed, my phone starts ringing and I pick up when I see it's Michael."Bruh," he calls out over the phone."Whatsup?" I ask."It's Lucy, she's drunk and acting like a crazy lunatic, refusing to get out of your room." I briefly close my eyes and sigh. Pinching the bridge of my nose, I curse."Fuck, I'll be right there shortl
BRANDON"That's suspicious as hell, since when did the two become friends?" Xander asks."My question too. Something isn't right, i know it's none of our business but there's just something that doesn't sit right with me.""Maybe you need to keep an eye on them.""My though exactly. But they don't need to know I'm doing it or else they'll be wary.""Then get Jonathan to do it, he's good at that shit.""Yeah, I think that will work."* * *I slam the door to my car shut and carry out the bags of groceries I decided to get for my mother.Walking in with a smile when I hear chattering, my face drops when I spot Marisa seated on a chair at the dining table. She stands when she sees me.Martha appears from the kitchen carrying a bowl of food in her hands. She pauses when her eyes find me then she slowly sets the bowl on the table."Brandon." She smiles."Brandon?" I hear my mother question from the other room. A few seconds later, she comes into the room."Sweetie, what a surprise." She l
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
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"Yeah?" I whisper back."Yeah," his lips skim my flesh, then he nibbles down on my earlobe. He pops the button of my shirt open and then his fingers sprawl over my stomach. He plays with the edge of my bra and turns me around in his grip, then his mouth is on mine. A song by G Eazy about Bad Girls plays in the background as i drown in his tense kiss. I finally pull back and shout over the music."I need a beer."He nods and then pulls me off the dance floor. I pin the two buttons of my shirt and sit on a stool at the counter. He orders our drinks and slides my cup towards me, thanking him, i take a sip.We chat for a few minutes when his phone vibrares, he takes it out and frowns when he sees whoever's name that flashes on the screen. "Is everything okay?" I ask."Yeah, i just need to take this call, it's important.""Sure," i say and watch him make his way through the crowd and out."Your boyfriend?" Samiel asks. He leans his back against the counter, staring straight at
KIMBERLYTwo weeks since i last saw or spoke with Brandon. I think silence is the best thing rather than getting rejection from him. I heard he's doing well, always out and happy like nothing happened. He's taking over his family business like he wanted. As for me, one can tell that a major turn has taken place in my life. We haven't heard from Marisa either, i heard she went back to New York, what we are not certain of is if she's gone for good or will return.Xander being the best friend he is to both of us has been offering double support, i thought he would shut me out because when it comes down to utter loyalty where me amd Bran are made to stand in front of him, it will be Brandon, always. Brandon is his ride or die.Sam and Nao have been my constant support too and i really thank God for their existence in my life, don't get me wrong, i love Sam to death and she's the Yin to my Yang, but Nao has been the most biggest support i could ever need.She's the one keeping me togeth
KIMBERLY "Is it true?"Brandon's eyes meet mine unblinking. My gaze snaps to Matt, who has a split bottom lip and blood on his wound. I see it in his facial expression, the answer to my invoiced question. "You told him?" It's a whisper but audible to everyone around us. I step forward and push at Matt's chest. "You told him?" I yell, my hands fly everywhere, slapping him on his chest, face, until I'm being pulled back. I shove away from Xander while yelling at Matt. "You had no fucking right.""You fucked him." Statement, not a question. I turn to face Brandon with a blurry vision and tears wetting my cheeks."Bran..." my voice cracks. He briefly closes his eyes and I can see all the pain splashed across his face. When he opens his eyes, they nolonger look at me the same. They're broken, empty and drained.I see it, in this exact moment, I see that I'm losing him."I'm sorry..."He turns and slams his fist in the nearest wall. The blow is so hard i flinch. His back heaves fast
KIMBERLYI do a little twirl in the mirror and a bright smile spreads across my face.When I found a gift box for me with the words "you'll look perfect in this tonight," written across it, I beamed, then I lifted the dress and it turned out to be something so pretty.Its thin straps are really smooth and comfortable, and the flare it has around my hips makes me look adorable. It's tight at the top with wave designs on the chest lining, mid thighed, and plain purple. Grabbing a purple scrunchie, I tie my hair in a high ponytail, it's grown so long recently and I can't bring myself to trim it.Applying a layer of thick lip gloss and brushing my eyeslashes with mascara, I draw winged eyeliner and apply some dust of blush on my cheeks.The fact that I'm admiring myself so much right now makes me all squeally. I grab my purse and throw the chain around over my shoulder, and then pull out my phone to take a few pics in the mirror in different positions. After flipping through and choosing
BRANDON"That's suspicious as hell, since when did the two become friends?" Xander asks."My question too. Something isn't right, i know it's none of our business but there's just something that doesn't sit right with me.""Maybe you need to keep an eye on them.""My though exactly. But they don't need to know I'm doing it or else they'll be wary.""Then get Jonathan to do it, he's good at that shit.""Yeah, I think that will work."* * *I slam the door to my car shut and carry out the bags of groceries I decided to get for my mother.Walking in with a smile when I hear chattering, my face drops when I spot Marisa seated on a chair at the dining table. She stands when she sees me.Martha appears from the kitchen carrying a bowl of food in her hands. She pauses when her eyes find me then she slowly sets the bowl on the table."Brandon." She smiles."Brandon?" I hear my mother question from the other room. A few seconds later, she comes into the room."Sweetie, what a surprise." She l