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
I stare at her,why the fuck didn't she tell me,how many is a few days ago? I open my mouth to ask but she place a finger on my lips shaking her head."Just fuck me." She whispersWell fuck.I fully remove my jeans and position my dick at her entrance and then I ram into her in one go and she whimpers, a tear rolling down her cheek.I don't move,I wait for her to adjust to my huge size. I lick her tear with my tongue.I start moving slowly. She winces and I stop"Don't stop." She pants "don't hold back either. I don't want gentle, fuck me like you mean it. How you've always wanted.""I'll hurt you baby."She shakes her head."With you.." she trails off touching my cheek and tracing my lips."I want all the pain and pleasure. You said you get off on inflicting pain right?" I don't answer, I just stare at her. She must see the answer in my eyes because she says"Then I want to make you feel pleasure too."We stare into each other's eyes, watching as our pupils dilate.She's everything I
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