BRANDONFuck!Fucking hell!I punch the wall in my bedroom countless times until I see blood stain it.I don't even feel the burn in my bruised knuckles"She chose him. She fucking chose him over me." I whisper and pummel my fist into the wall for the last time.I've tried everything, everything to use as an outlet for these emotions but there's zero to fucking nothing.The scene that happened in front of me was my worst fucking nightmare, still is because I can see it replaying every fucking time.I jog down the steps and grab a bottle of whiskey placing it on the table, I brace my hands on the wood and hang my head between my shoulder blade swinging my body back and forth slowly,I lift my head and stare at the bottle for three good minutes. Well,fuck it.I open it and rapidly drink directly from it without stopping until it's half finished, I want the burn,I want the pain. I wince at the last minute. I repeat the same procedure until it's completely finished."Well..." I cock my hea
KIMBERLY"Hi Kimberly."She says after a minute of silenceI turn"What can I help you with Naomi?"I'm sick and tired of all the drama, I'm exhausted already and I need peace."I just want to say I'm sorry."I'm taken by surprise"Sorry?""Yes. For everything,I know you're a good person and so is Samantha. I just.."She looks at her feet then back up at me, she takes hesitant steps forward and reaches for my hand"I just wanted to fit in, I know it wasn't right. All the bullying and all,but I swear I tried to stop Bree and Jessy when they decided to pull that horrible stunt on you. That was wrong you're not a whore,you have the right to make your own choices and it's non of anybody's business."Huh. Naomi? Huh.Wait a minute...rewind."What? Was it really Bree who put all the papers and insulted me?""Uhmm.""Naomi. I just need confirmation.""Well yes.""I knew it!"I'll show her how a whore behaves then, I lift a brow and head for the door"Kim?"I stop at Naomi's voice and turn my
KIMBERLYI look around with tears rolling down my cheeks and my eyes feel hot. I look on the bed and it's just Brandon, he's staring at something on his phone.There's no sign of Bree, maybe....I rush and check the bathroom ready to drag her out by the hair if I have to. There's no sign of her so I move and stand in the doorway,my heartbeat slowing down. Brandon clicks the bedroom door shut. "Why weren't you replying to my texts?" I step closerHe just stares at me in complete silence"Why didn't you pick up!"I hit his chest with my fist but I might as well be hitting a wall.He grabs my wrists and walks me backward until my back slams against the wall, making me gasp."Why hmm? Why were you texting and calling me?"I open my mouth and close it, repeating the process twice, i don't even know how to answer that."Why are you here?""I just..I...I don't know."He tsks"Were you scared I'd bring Brianna here? That I'd make her feel what I make you feel? That I'd savagely ravage her li
BRANDONFor the past few days,I've been fucked up beyond fucked. I can't stop thinking about her, I twist and turn in bed every night,the insomnia hitting me hard.Food tastes like paper in my mouth, so what's the point of eating then? I'd rather starve.Mom has been trying to get me out of this room for four days straight but the last thing I want is her seeing me like this and blaming herself.It's not Kimberly's fault either,it's that fucker Ronan who manipulated her in the most cunning way.I know that cunt wasn't going to kill himself,if he did he would have already done it. Why wait for her to reach the scene?I can't say all this to Kim because she wouldn't believe me,infact she'd even hate me for "wanting the fucker to die at her expense."I would rather rip my heart out than watch Kim look at me through hate lenses. So when the right moment comes I'll make sure I expose and ruin the bastard in such a way that Kim won't even want to breath the same air as him. My thinking gets
KIMBERLYThere's a hard warm body next to me and I'm wrapped around it, the familiar hard and godly carved muscles and scent has me smiling and snuggling more into the body.His hand strokes my hair and deep on my scalp. I moan and then sigh in satisfaction. I open my eyes and find him focused on something on his phone as he types on it."What time is it?" I ask in a sleepy voiceHe clicks the display shut and puts his phone on the bedside table."Two o'clock." He stares down at me"How long have you been awake?""Long.""Long as in how long?""Since Eleven."I lean on my elbow and frown"Why?""I was watching you sleep.""Oh." I blush "rest might be good for you though.""I'd rather watch you sleep."I snuggle back into his side"Brandon?""Hmm?""Do think.." I trail off"Do I think what?""Promise you won't be mad?"His eyes narrow"Depends."I release a deep breath"Do you think Ronan would really hurt himself if I left him?"His body tenses at the possibility of me going back to
KIMBERLYAm I imagining what I want to hear from him?"What?" I ask shocked to the core"I love you." He repeats without stopping his fuckingTears well I'm my eyes and roll down my cheeks when I blink. He licks the then and whispers"Come for me sweetheart."My body Jerks as he hits my G-spot non stop and then I come. After a few thrusts he comes too."Mine." He growls as his cum shoots inside of me.He loves me. Brandon loves me.He slides off me and tries to get off the bed, probably to clean me up but I stop him with a hand on his wrist and a shake of my head."Stay. I want your mark on me."He looks at me with so much adoration and I pull him back down. I snuggle into his side and we lie comfortably in the silence.Two weeks pass,two weeks of Brandon and I meeting and making out,lots of dates and lots of lots of sex and love making after I broke up with Ronan, he's been bugging me non stop asking why I dumped him.Well he's still alive and kicking.Blimey.I've been on edge ever
RONANAI hurt Kim,I hurt her just so I could unhurt myself. I love her and I'd do anything for her,the hurt on her face when she realized I manipulated her and used her. I don't blame her for breaking up with me, I hurt her,I changed,I robbed her of the love and best friend of her life, which was the old me.Dad was right,mom would be so disappointed. Kim hates me,she hates me and I hate it, I would rather let her go than have her hate me for the rest of her life.I need to make it right, I've been following her, waiting for the perfect time to talk to her, it's wrong I know. It slaps a stalker label on my forehead,but what options do I have? She doesn't answer or reply to my calls and messages. She even went to lengths of blocking me, social medias included,so you see? No options.Finally. Sam leaves for God knows where,that little vicious minx would cut my dick off before I even get to utter a single word in Kim's direction.I climb off my bike,I'm about to storm in her direction wh
When Brandon told me Ronan was just venting out his anger,which was why he didn't fight him, I was shocked to learn that he backed off because of the love he has for me,that he wants me to be happy. Bran's sentence didn't sound right though, so I literally had to force him to fill the blanks and he nearly growled the words, "he loves you."I had to wait this long to confront Ronan, I mean he hurt my Bran and no matter the reason,I won't hesitate releasing my wrath on the person who causes him harm,which is why I had to wait for my heart to cool down because I didn't trust myself not to claw his eyes out.I go to the place I know without a doubt he's at. Ronan's back is to me,his legs are dipped in the steam rising water. Brandon would kill me if he knew I went here.I remove my shoes and sit next to him,dipping my legs in the water.We stay silent for long minutes."Hi," I whisper."Hi," he whispers back."You know..I must admit I did miss this place.""I know you did."I turn my hea
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