"Mom please..hear me out."She shakes her head"I love Bran, I love him so much. I know I hurt Ronan and I regret it but I don't regret choosing Brandon. I'd choose him over and over again.""What if he's using you Kim? How long have you known him,four months?""With love,time doesn't matter. I know it,I feel it, it's Brandon mom,it'll always be Brandon."She stares at me for long seconds."You're going to get hurt. That boy is the opposite of Ronan.""I know." I whisper,my eyes focusing on my hands."Ronan is the right guy for you Kim,this..thing you have going on with that Brandon is just a phase.""Ronan isn't the same anymore mom,he has changed,he's violent and out of control,he even threatened Sam." I lift my eyes"Well with everything you've done to him I wouldn't blame him.""Mom. I just said he threatened and hurt Sam." I frown"Samantha has always been against you two,I get where he's coming from.""I can't believe you're saying this.""I won't justify your wrongs Kim. That b
BRANDONI rush toward Andrew and before I reach him he presses a sharp knife at Kim's neck"Move again and I'll slit her throat,it would be a shame because this throat is very very delicious."He licks her neck and tears start flowing down her cheeks again.I lift my hands in surrender"Don't do it." I grit out"You thought, you seriously thought you could defeat me?"He smirks,looks at Kim then back at me."She's mine." He squeezes her cheeks and kisses her on the lips,his eyes never leave mine. Smart"Get.your hands.off her.""Tsk tsk. You don't get to tell me what to do."He unties her legs and drags her up by the arm,her hands are still bound behind her back."Brandon." She whimpersHe presses the knife deeper into her skin,a dot of red appears, her fucking blood. She winces."Let her go,name whatever you want and it's yours. Just let her go.""I want you life in return.""Fine you have it.""Brandon..no!" She cries"Take me,take me and let her go."He laughs "Wow, so fast. You
KIMBERLYLydia told me to feel at home here. My mother came to see me,she said Killian is back home so I refused to go there,I don't want to scare or make him cry because of me. When I heal better I'll go back home.I take out a bottle of orange juice and place it on the counter. I try to reach for a glass but fail,my leg still hurts."Crap. Why won't you just-""Let me." A hand passes on top of my head grabbing the glass for me."There." he speaksI turn to face Ronan."Hey beautiful." He smiles down at me, I get uncomfortable at his endearment"Uh hi."He pours the juice for me and hands me the glass, I take it and avoid eye contact as much as possible"Kimberly, you don't need to get uncomfortable around me you know.""I just..I can't help it Ronan. You've changed so much.""You're the one who changed Kim,you're the one who cheated and left me.""You cheated first.""But you did it with my step-brother.""Ronan.." I sigh tired of the same conversation"You'll never forgive me will
KIMBERLYHe pulls down my shorts. I grab my panties in a steel hold"Stop being stubborn, I told you I get to eat and fuck my pussy any time I want.""And I said no." I keep glaring, he stares at me with hard narrowed eyes. Brandon hates it when I tell him no,last time he stuffed his tongue in me in the library corner, I literally had to bite a book cover to stop myself from moaning loud.He grabs the front of my panties and my eyes widen"No." I shake my head and he smirks"Told you baby,easy way or hard way." Then he rips my panties making me gasp. My pussy hurts with the roughness of the material slicing through me.He cups my pussy and then drags his middle finger up my slit.Making me shiver"Bran..no.""This. Is mine." He presses on my clit and start rubbing slowly. My back arches off the bed.He moves his finger to my entrance circling slowly.My insides starts thumping "Mmm.." I writhHe teases me for a full minute and I start to shake, his mouth is closer to mine. "but t
KIMBERLYMy heart thumps against my chest. I whirl around so fast that my hair slaps across my face. I sigh in relief when I see it's just Sam."Goddamnit Sam! Give me that!" I reach for my phone but she keeps it out of reach, blocking me with her back and elbow."Sam." When I move to the side she moves too"Ugh, Sam, respect my privacy."She turns around and flashes the phone at me"So this is why you're currently obsessed with this machine?""Give me that."I snatch the phone from her hand and she lets me."I'm still mad at the poetry crap."She hikes a hand on her hip"That's just so weird,who replies worried texts with poetry." She laughs"It's not funny Sam."She stops and clears her throat,"Right. It's not but it's also rude to leave people hanging. Let's go back."I blow out a breath"Okay."We head back.I sit with the guys in the morning, they kicked out everyone at exactly midnight.Sam groans from her position on the floor"My head hurts...""Well it wouldn't be if you'd
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
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
KIMBERLYI open the door to the apartment with my coat hanging over my arm as I shut it closed. A loud yelp leaves my lips when I spot a figure seated on the floor next to the door. I place my hand over my thumping heart and suck in a deep breath, then release it slowly.Brandon. What the hell is he doing seated here at this hour? It's half past nine pm. His eyes shoot up to mine. One leg is stretched out flat on the floor while his other is propped up and his arm rests on the top of it hanging lazily. His head rests against the wall behind him and his eyes are droopy. "Hey," I whisper slowly and carefully. I don't even know why."Hey," he replies, eyeing me from top to bottom then back to top.I slowly lower myself down but a few feet away from him.We stay there in silence, both of us not daring to look at each other directly. After a full minute of silence, he finally speaks."How did we fucking get here?"I sigh."I don't know...but it all had to do with sectrets and trust.""Ye
KIMBERLY "Crap!" She turns off the oven and flings her hand around, trying to push the smoke away from her face so that she can pull out the chicken."Stop." I say and she straightens at my words.I walk over to her and grab the kitchen gloves from her."Let it cool. You might burn yourself. Here, let me help you with that."She moves to the side and i leave the oven open. Then, i walk to the windows and open them as well."It's best if we leave the kitchen, the smoke is bad for us."I nod and we walk to the sitting room.Kim sighs then pushes her hair back."What now? The food is ruined." She says without looking at me."Not everything. At least we still have the sauce and potatoes."She eyes me as if it's all my fault. Well, honestly, it is."We'll just order the chicken." I say while pulling out my phone and calling one of the good restaurants i know which are nearby. I order, and they say it will be delivered in thirty-five minutes.When the smoke has completely vanished, Kim wa
BRANDON I steal a glance at Brandon's sleeping form, then slowly, i peel off the duvet from my body, making sure that i don't wake him. I make my way to the bathroom to brush my teeth and wash up. Opening the door quietly, i see that he's still asleep, so, i tiptoe my way out of the bedroom and head down to the kitchen to make us some breakfast. I'm not stupid, i expect anything this morning from him, just because the two of us had a heart to heart truth revealing conversation with honesty last night, and not to forget the amazing sex, it doesn't mean that we're back to being all lovey dovey. I place the scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage, and toasted bread on a plate and some juice and coffee next to it on the table. I go to wash my hands when he enters the kitchen, our eyes meet and i wait for it. I hold my breath as i watch him look around the clean kitchen and then his eyes rest on the food placed on the table for long seconds. Something flashes in his eyes and i mentally slap
BRANDON *The Next Day* Today was pretty tense for the both of us. Kim made supper and went to bed, but I didn't touch it because I'm not hungry. I don't know what the fuck I'm doing by keeping her here. Of course I'm working on bringing her back from her drug addiction, but it's proving to be more and more difficult with each day. Her friends haven't come to see her because that's all part of the process. Nathaniel, Nao's fiancé has been helping out with Kim. He advised i take her to a rehabilitation centre which he recommended, but when he saw her and spoke to her, he said it wasn't that bad.It's not like she couldn't live without them, she took the drugs to release pressure and stress, not because she couldn't control herself. I lean my weight on the table, closing my eyes.I still care. If i didn't, i wouldn't have given a shit where life took her after our breakup. Taking one last sip of my water, i walk to the bedroom and find her in the same position as last night, with her
BRANDON"Are you sure?" Michael asks me with narrowed eyes."I am.""And you think she'll agree to move into the same house with you?""She has no fucking choice. I need to make sure she's off those drugs."He nods, running his index finger on his upper lip."Jonathan is working on all the information we need."I shouldn't have told Michael to stop following Matt two weeks after all we got was a dead end. He must have known something was wrong and played it safe.I nod and stand, then i head to Kim's room, ready to drag her out by any means if she tries to fight me on moving to where I'm planning to stay with her.It's a big shock that awaits her.* * *"No." She folds her hands over her chest and glares at me from the other side of the room."You don't have a choice," i point out."I do, and it's a fucking No."I narrow my eyes on her and she flinces. Her hands drop to her sides and they ball into fists."It's either you obediently pack your shit, or i drag you out of this door throu