KIMBERLY Operation, "Find Out What The Guys Are Up To." is in full progress.I lie on my back on the bed, wondering what the hell is going on when the door opens and Nao walks in with a bowl of ice cream.It's just the two of us today since Sam went out with this new guy she met a few weeks ago, I'm happy to say that things are really looking good for them, i want Sam to be happy and the fact that she's finally giving herself a chance to be loved and to love makes me so proud.I sit up and give Nao a warm smile."Hey," "Hey," she replies. "There's someone downstairs for you.""Who is it?""He said his name is Harry, from school.""Oh." I get up and walk downstairs.Harry is seated on the sofa with a glass of water in his hand. Ever since he heard about my attack two weeks ago, he kept checking up on me over the phone, this is the first i've seen him in person after our school project together."Harry?"He turns around and smiles at me over his shoulder."Kim," he places the glass o
KIMBERLY The entire ride, all I can think about is how Brandon let those stupid whores embarrass me. Michael and Jonathan too. I wipe at the tears angrily and park the car in the driveway. I thought about not coming back to the girl's apartment incase Brandon decides to follow me, but then I thought about the words he slapped me with last time, "I always run away at a small sign of misunderstanding". I lean my hands on the kitchen island and close my eyes. The door opens but I don't move, his cologne hits me even before his voice does. "It's not what you think." I turn around and slap him hard across the face. I glare at him through a blurry vision and I hate that stupid tears keep forming behind my eyelids. I need to show him that I'm strong, not just some weak girl who runs away every time and cries anytime we aren't in good books. His jaw clenches and his eyes harden. That annoys me more because he has no right to be mad that I slapped him, so I do it again. "Kim," he says
BRANDON The death glares Naomi has been giving me since yesterday are enough to put someone in a damn comma. When Kimberly asked me if I fucked Shiloh, I was dumbfounded. Lying and cheating are two different things, the fact that she thinks I would actually dip my dick in someone else who isn't her pisses the shit out of me. I'm anything but a fucking cheater. I hate that she was crying, I hate it when she does. The angry sex though? It was everything, I liked the pain she inflicted on me, I wouldn't mind if she repeated it over and over again, it just made my dick hard. Backing up has never been my thing, I'm just giving her a few hours to calm the fuck down and I'll be bursting through that damn door so that we can talk. What she found in that frat was a pre party chill, the actual party is tonight and I wouldn't put it past Kim to think I'll be fucking Shiloh. I need to erase that doubt from her mind, my dick won't be fucking anyone in this lifetime apart from Kimberly. I flo
KIMBERLY I was wrong, again. I need to stop acting out of jealousy or impulse. Brandon steps closer and places his palm on my cheek. "Now, can we talk?" I shake my head, yes. He pulls me outside and to the backyard. He takes a seat on a bench and I do the same next to him. I focus ahead but can feel his eyes on me. "I need you to stop doubting me," he says. My eyes meet his. "I need you to trust me as much as I trust you, Kimberly." "Then don't give me any reason to doubt you," I say softly. "And I am trying, that's why I cut off Marisa completely." "But did you?" I search his eyes. "What?" He frowns and I take in a sharp breath. "The night I got attacked," I start and notice his body tense. "You went to her, didn't you?" We search each others eyes and he says without blinking. "Yes." He answers, i swallow at his honesty. "And I beat myself up every day for it, she was wasted, when a bartender called me and said she was drunk, I went to take her home." It hurts that he
KIMBERLYI hug my books to my chest, leaning against the wall and smiling at Harry."Sooo, you will make it, right?"I sigh."I don't know, Harry. But I promise I'll try my best to make time."His face falls and I instantly feel bad for turning him down."Hey babe," Brandon says from beside Harry and he goes tense.Bran's eyes find Harry, but instead of scaring him off, he smiles at him and says,"Hi." I'm taken aback for a second there and so is Harry."Uh, hello. Kim, I better get going.""Sure, see you around."He walks off and I'm left with Brandon. I turn to him and smile with amusement."Well look who's being nice."He corners me until there's no space behind me and the wall. He places his hands on the wall behind me, caging my head between them, then he leans down so close such that I have to cross my eyes to get a better look at him."For you, I'd be nice even to the devil."He smiles down at me and I'm reminded once again that this man is the only one for me.I smile back an
KIMBERLYLoud music blasts through the walls almost deafening my ears, i rush up the stairs opening door after door. I can hear my friends shouting my name but I don't stop.Almost all the rooms are occupied with people either fucking or doing drugs, i don't pay much thought to the naked scenes i've found myself getting free HD view of. I'm a woman on a mission i really need to see through myself.I take deep breaths when i come face to face with the last door of the frat house. I place my shaky hand on the doorknob, this is it there's no going back. Taking more deep breaths in, i push the door open and my world stops. Nothing and I mean nothing, could have prepared me for the scene I walk in on."Ro-Ronan?" I stutter, his head is thrown back as a blond girl kneels between his legs. Her head bobs back and forth in a quick pace.His head slowly turns in my direction and his eyes widen when he realises who's standing in the doorway. He just stares at me,not bothering to stop the girl gi
KIMBERLY"Kimberly?" My mom calls out as I click the front door shut."Yes mom?""Kim! Kim! Kim! See what uncle Luca bought me."My Ten year old brother Killian rushes into the hallway with a huge mortal kombat doll, I kneel down and gasp with exaggeration."He did? This is so cool kiddo!" I ruffle his hair, mum stands in the kitchen doorway with her hands crossed on her chest and a bright smile on her face. Well it's always been the three of us, dad ran off with his secretary and all the money in his and moms joint account,leaving us with nothing but the house. Mom decided to sale it and we moved to Blackwool from Palm Springs.A beautiful town on the west side of California.But the thing is, it's not just any ordinary town, it is a town full of rich folks and old money with both friendly and judging eyes. The rich do not mingle with the low class people, unless you're from a well to do middle class family."Go finish your lunch Killian, then Kim can help you with your homework lat
KIMBERLYI stand there staring at Ronan's home, he lives with his father because after the divorce, his mom left for her modeling contract in miami.Ronan couldn't go because of school and his life here, the fact that he enjoys the glory and riches is the icing on the cake,he wouldn't leave that behind.I ring the doorbell and the butler opens up."Miss, we weren't expecting you.""Hello, I'm here for Ronan.""Ahh," he nods. "Sir Ronan is upstairs,you can come in.""Thank you."I make my way up the stairs and hold the doorknob."Ronan? It's Kimberly, can I come in?" In a flash,the door opens wide."You came," he says it more to himself, seeming surprised."Hi," I say but he doesn't respond,he grabs my hand and pulls me inside his room then shuts the door. I sit on the edge of the bed while he sits in his study chair."Thanks for coming," I just nod in response."Where's Izzy?" I stare at the wall behind him."She's in Miami, am scared she might spiral out of control again Kim,what if s
KIMBERLYI hug my books to my chest, leaning against the wall and smiling at Harry."Sooo, you will make it, right?"I sigh."I don't know, Harry. But I promise I'll try my best to make time."His face falls and I instantly feel bad for turning him down."Hey babe," Brandon says from beside Harry and he goes tense.Bran's eyes find Harry, but instead of scaring him off, he smiles at him and says,"Hi." I'm taken aback for a second there and so is Harry."Uh, hello. Kim, I better get going.""Sure, see you around."He walks off and I'm left with Brandon. I turn to him and smile with amusement."Well look who's being nice."He corners me until there's no space behind me and the wall. He places his hands on the wall behind me, caging my head between them, then he leans down so close such that I have to cross my eyes to get a better look at him."For you, I'd be nice even to the devil."He smiles down at me and I'm reminded once again that this man is the only one for me.I smile back an
KIMBERLY I was wrong, again. I need to stop acting out of jealousy or impulse. Brandon steps closer and places his palm on my cheek. "Now, can we talk?" I shake my head, yes. He pulls me outside and to the backyard. He takes a seat on a bench and I do the same next to him. I focus ahead but can feel his eyes on me. "I need you to stop doubting me," he says. My eyes meet his. "I need you to trust me as much as I trust you, Kimberly." "Then don't give me any reason to doubt you," I say softly. "And I am trying, that's why I cut off Marisa completely." "But did you?" I search his eyes. "What?" He frowns and I take in a sharp breath. "The night I got attacked," I start and notice his body tense. "You went to her, didn't you?" We search each others eyes and he says without blinking. "Yes." He answers, i swallow at his honesty. "And I beat myself up every day for it, she was wasted, when a bartender called me and said she was drunk, I went to take her home." It hurts that he
BRANDON The death glares Naomi has been giving me since yesterday are enough to put someone in a damn comma. When Kimberly asked me if I fucked Shiloh, I was dumbfounded. Lying and cheating are two different things, the fact that she thinks I would actually dip my dick in someone else who isn't her pisses the shit out of me. I'm anything but a fucking cheater. I hate that she was crying, I hate it when she does. The angry sex though? It was everything, I liked the pain she inflicted on me, I wouldn't mind if she repeated it over and over again, it just made my dick hard. Backing up has never been my thing, I'm just giving her a few hours to calm the fuck down and I'll be bursting through that damn door so that we can talk. What she found in that frat was a pre party chill, the actual party is tonight and I wouldn't put it past Kim to think I'll be fucking Shiloh. I need to erase that doubt from her mind, my dick won't be fucking anyone in this lifetime apart from Kimberly. I flo
KIMBERLY The entire ride, all I can think about is how Brandon let those stupid whores embarrass me. Michael and Jonathan too. I wipe at the tears angrily and park the car in the driveway. I thought about not coming back to the girl's apartment incase Brandon decides to follow me, but then I thought about the words he slapped me with last time, "I always run away at a small sign of misunderstanding". I lean my hands on the kitchen island and close my eyes. The door opens but I don't move, his cologne hits me even before his voice does. "It's not what you think." I turn around and slap him hard across the face. I glare at him through a blurry vision and I hate that stupid tears keep forming behind my eyelids. I need to show him that I'm strong, not just some weak girl who runs away every time and cries anytime we aren't in good books. His jaw clenches and his eyes harden. That annoys me more because he has no right to be mad that I slapped him, so I do it again. "Kim," he says
KIMBERLY Operation, "Find Out What The Guys Are Up To." is in full progress.I lie on my back on the bed, wondering what the hell is going on when the door opens and Nao walks in with a bowl of ice cream.It's just the two of us today since Sam went out with this new guy she met a few weeks ago, I'm happy to say that things are really looking good for them, i want Sam to be happy and the fact that she's finally giving herself a chance to be loved and to love makes me so proud.I sit up and give Nao a warm smile."Hey," "Hey," she replies. "There's someone downstairs for you.""Who is it?""He said his name is Harry, from school.""Oh." I get up and walk downstairs.Harry is seated on the sofa with a glass of water in his hand. Ever since he heard about my attack two weeks ago, he kept checking up on me over the phone, this is the first i've seen him in person after our school project together."Harry?"He turns around and smiles at me over his shoulder."Kim," he places the glass o
KIMBERLY The past two weeks have been hard. My bruises are gone but I'm still self conscious, so I apply too much makeup on my eye. I still have no idea who the hell saved me that night. As for Brandon, he's gone back to the routine of disappearing and coming back with bruised knuckles or a split lip.Brandon is not one to hurt innocent people, that's why I'm worried where he goes to every time only to come back like he's from war.Ever since I got beat up, I've had this awful fear of taxi's or ubers, so i always walk my way home.I enter the girl's apartment and find them cuddled on the sofa watching a romance movie on Netflix."Hey!" Nao say, she straightens from her position where she was resting her head on Sam's shoulder then pats the space between them. "You took too long we couldn't wait.""That's fine," I say and sit in the middle. "What's the storyline?"Sam gives a brief description and then there's comfortable silence as we watch the movie. * *A tap on my shoulder startl
BRANDON"I asked you to keep an eye on her, why the hell did you let her leave?" I whisper to Michael."Now I'm the one to blame for what happened to her? Dude, I didn't expect that to happen either."I let out a deep sigh and run my hand over my face. When I saw how she looked last night, my heart almost leaped out of my chest. She was all bruised and swollen I almost didn't recognize her."And that comes to my question, where the hell were you?"My eyes snap to Michael's and my heart swells in my chest when I think about where I was. This fucking guilt I will carry for the rest of my life. I left her, I wasn't there to save her and that fact eats me the fuck up. Whoever saved her protected her, I don't even want to imagine what would have happened to her if that person didn't appear on the scene on time. I can't even thank him because she doesn't know who he is, she didn't see his face."I had to take care of something.""Was it that important that you had to leave her behind witho
KIMBERLY"Oh. You so you've seen him in your dreams?" Because you're obsessed with him not because it's fate. I say but don't tell her that."Yes.""What dreams are they?""You won't judge me, right?""Of course not."Her cheeks tint a bright shade of pink."He ..he does things to me that no man has ever done."Oh shit. She really is obsessed. And, she's a...virgin?Silence.More silence."Please don't think I'm a psychopath, I swear I'm not.""April, no. I don't think like that at all."I lean back in my seat and take in all her features. Michael doesn't like innocence, he likes them all ruffled up, he likes rebels and strays.April is too innocent, but there's no denying the fact that she's extremely beautiful, if I'm being honest, she's slightly more prettier than Sam and trust me, Sam is pretty. The one who wants to make us run for the hills with her beauty is Nao. April grabbing Michael's attention?Well, it's a long shot but worth trying."Can we take a pic together, you know,
KIMBERLYI'm extremely annoyed, no, annoyed is an understatement, I'm utterly pissed and livid, I'm angry, I'm a lot of things right now. I glare at Michael who is seated opposite me with his elbows resting on his knees and a bottle of beer dangling between his fingers. The moron looks unbothered by my glare, in fact, when i glare harder and my eyes turn to slits, he grins at me."Michael!" I say with more annoyance and frustration but his grin widens some more."What?" He arches a brow.I sigh,"Are you just going to sit there and follow orders from Brandon instead of having fun?"He takes a sip and keeps staring at me as if I didn't even say a single word. My attempt at poking him fails miserably but I don't give up.Scooting closer to the edge of the sofa, I try to bargain with him."Look," he turns his head away from me, pretending to be avoiding me but I continue. "If you just let me do whatever the hell I want, I might get you a date with April."His eyes snap to mine.Yes!"I