I glare up at him.
“I’m telling you you’re the only one I’ve been with and I’ll say it right in front of him.” I don’t blink, I don’t waiver. I know he can hear the anger in my voice. I look away, unable to handle staring into his eyes. It makes me feel things I shouldn’t. Just like I do when he touches me. “Why does it even matter to you?”
“It doesn’t.” He’s the liar this time. I don’t watch him gather up his clothes and I don’t watch him leave. I can only pray that fucking me was the last thing Killian needed to get me out of his system. Maybe now we’ll both be free.
5
Desiree
I’d left school early, after the incident with Kai, running home with tears racing down my cheeks and full of self-loathing.
I hate him.
He took advantage of me.
Forced me to bend to his will.
I know his type, and that he’s used to this sort of thing, but I can’t let him get away with it with me. I’ve been pushed around for too fucking long by too many fucking men.
I consider just skipping school today and running away for the umpteenth time. But with what? No high school diploma or money.
I have to finish this last year of school, and at least try for a small community college. It’s that thought that forces me to move and get into the shower.
I grab a towel and a washcloth from the dryer and sleepily make my way to the bathroom.
The hot water feels great for the anxiety I’ve been having lately, and on my aching muscles. Getting assaulted every day and being so completely overwhelmed and stressed has really taken its toll.
Silly me, here I was worried about things like money and my mom, and just typical teenager shit.
Now I have a psychopath that wants to torment me.
I close my eyes as I wash my hair, the floral scent of my shampoo wafting in the air.
I hear the bathroom door creak open and freeze, then my shoulders sag. It’s probably just my mom.
“Mom?” My voice comes out garbled from water hitting my face and I hurriedly try to wash the soap from my eyes.
When there’s no answer, stark cold fear hits me like a wrecking ball. My hands swipe at my face so fast it’s as if I’m trying to peel off my skin.
When my eyes finally pop open, my head whips back and forth in the shower until I bring a shaky hand up to the shower curtain.
I count down in my head, three to one, and jerk it open.
A strangled gasp leaves my throat when I see Kai leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.
He smirks. “Morning, love.”
“Mom,” I yell, but then Kai is on me. One hand grasping the back of my neck while the other covers my mouth, silencing me. My heart is like a hummingbird in a cage pounding against my chest.
“She already knows I’m here.” He smiles a shark’s smile.
I yank my face away from his hand. “What the fuck did you do to her?”
“Nothing.” He shrugs as if I’m an idiot for assuming the worst of him. “Just brought her some breakfast and got her off to bed. She had a long shift at the diner last night.” He nods his head in mock sympathy, and he’s such a good actor if I didn’t know better, I’d almost believe that he meant well in being here. “I assured her you were in good hands with me and that I’d get you to school safely,” he says cheekily.
His eyes trace my body slowly. “I left out the part where I was going to watch said daughter shower and finger her tight little pussy in front of me.”
I hate the way his words affect me. My sex throbs between my thighs and my nipples tighten, but I glare up at him.
“I will never willingly do that for you, or anything sexual for that matter. Not after what you did yesterday.” My chest heaves in anger, desire, anticipation.
And I love that my mother just decides someone like Kai is safe to leave in the house with me alone. Even after all the abuse, we’ve suffered from my father...she’s either naive or just doesn’t care.
He backs away from me, leaning against the wall once more. “Sit down and spread your legs.” Is his only response.
“You’re a monster. A fucking soulless monster,” I say furiously, my eyes so full of hate I’m surprised they don’t spew venom.
Kai’s ice blue eyes are intense as they bore into mine, and a slow, sadistic smile spreads across his lips. “Actually, I do have a soul, love. But if I showed it to you, you'd run away and hide. Although, if you run, I’ll enjoy the hunt.”
I jerk the curtain closed, clenching my fist. “Please just leave, Kai,” I say, even though I know he won’t.
He yanks the curtain open, his eyes intense as they scan up and down my body. He clenches his jaw and licks his lips. “Not until I get what I want.”
His eyes bore into mine as if they’re reaching my soul. “Touch your pussy,” he growls.
“No.”
He reaches out and slides his fingers between my folds. I gasp, but bat his hand away. His eyes narrow and he grabs my hand, placing it where his just was.
“Finger fuck yourself. I know you want to, love.” Kai’s normally light eyes are filled with such lust that I have to look away.
“I don’t want to.”
“Bet no one has made you come as hard as I did yesterday,” his voice is low and gravelly. “I know you can’t stop thinking about it.”
He starts moving his hand over top of mine. My clit pulses violently between my thighs, and as if my hips have their own volition, they buck against our hands.
“That’s fucking right,” he rasps. “You’re such a good little slut.”
He starts moving our hands faster, and then adds a finger inside me. I clench around his finger as he moves it rapidly in a come-hither motion, and just as I’m on the verge of orgasm, he takes his fingers away.
“Fuck you, Kai,” I cry out.
“If you really wanted to finish then you would,” he sing-songs.
“I don't need to finish,” I grit out.
“I’m sure you don’t, love. I guess you can just go all day throughout school frustrated. I’m sure you’ll be fine.” He shrugs his broad shoulders cockily.
My pussy is still throbbing, but my pride is trying to overpower everything else.
He reaches forward and starts rubbing my clit once more. My head falls back again while my hips buck violently.
“Finger fuck yourself, Desiree,” Kai demands.
This time I do. I can’t even help it. I slide a finger inside my pussy so quick, I lift my foot into the ledge, getting a deeper angle.
“Oh fuck,” Kai groans.
And that’s all it takes, the sound of his deep voice, and I feel the orgasm wash over me. It hits me so quickly that I’m almost embarrassed. It’s like my body is already used to his touch. Already craving his touch.
I moan as my hips start bucking faster and faster, and my head falls back against the wall. My climax explodes through me, making me slide down the shower wall, my hand still palming my clit while my finger flicks my G spot inside me.
Kai stands over me, watching as the last tremors of my orgasm hit me. When it’s over, he clenches his jaw, a thoughtful look on his face. “That’s the second time I’ve made you come.” He bends down and helps me out of the shower. “Now dry off and let's go to school.”
The whole way to school, Kai listens to hardcore rock music and I imagine that’s what it’s like inside his head at all times. When we arrive at school, everyone is staring at us. I feel like I’m in a movie, getting out of Kai’s black Ferrari.
We step out of the car and Kai is immediately at my side, his hand resting on the back of my jeans.
“I switched your classes around,” he bends down, whispering in my ear. “Now you’re all mine for the whole day.”
“You’re a student. You couldn’t have changed my schedule,” I say nervously because I don’t know how much pull Kai has at this school.
His only answer is a sinister chuckle.
I start walking away and Kai grabs my arm. “Where do you think you’re going? I told you, you’re going to be my shadow.”
“I gotta go to the bathroom,” I say, jerking my arm from his grip.
I stalk down the hall, but I hear him directly behind me. He follows me into the bathroom.
“What?!” I yell, throwing my hands up.
“You are not to leave my side,” Kai says, glaring down at me.
“Are you going to go inside the stall with me and watch me piss, too?”
“If I have to.” He shrugs.
I give up for now and stomp past him, and we make our way to English together.
As Kai promised, our schedules are lined up completely. He’s at my side in every class, and by lunchtime, he has me sitting on his lap. I sit stiffly, barely picking at my food while Kai sits comfortably. I feel his hard body beneath mine, reminding me of this morning in the shower. His eyes have promised that that wouldn’t be the last time all day.
Of course, my body reacts. I blame it on the fact that I’m touch-starved and have trauma.
That has to make someone fucked up in the head, right?
He has me so confused. I know he doesn’t like me. In fact, he’s been outright brutal and cruel.
It’s like he has something to prove by making me come, but I don’t know what?
My nerves are all twisted up, it feels like I haven't had the time to let my feelings catch up with me. I just want to scream. If I could describe a perfect way for how Kai makes me feel...it’s just that. Screaming.
I hate admitting it, but my body is starting to crave his touch. My mind knows logically that this isn’t right. I need to tell someone. I need to get away from Kai, but who can I tell?
Kai’s hand rubs up and down my thigh gently, almost as if we’re a normal couple. It almost feels safe, and if I close my eyes for a moment, I can almost forget about how we first met.
“Why have you been staring at Desiree this entire lunch period?” Kai asks.
I look up to see who he’s talking to, and see some guy sitting at the end of the table with brown hair.
The guy smirks. “She’s fucking hot, dude. Think I can have my turn when you’re done?” he asks, licking his lips.
The table goes silent. Kai moves me off his lap and slowly stands, cracking his knuckles as he does. His heavy black boots sound like a death march as he makes his way to the boy.
“Come on, dude, I was just fucking around. No need to have a hissy fit.”
The words are barely out of his mouth before Kai yanks him up by his collar and punches him square in the nose. The guy falls to the floor and Kai places his boot on his neck. “If you so much as look at her again, I’ll fucking kill you.”
I stay rooted to the spot, mouth open in shock. A hand lightly touches my arm and I flinch.
Ava is staring at me with wide eyes, full of sympathy.
“Come on,” she says gently, and leads me away from the situation.
We walk to a more secluded hallway, and she hands me a tissue from her purse. I look at it, still numb. It’s as if there’s a heartbeat inside my brain. Then everything comes rushing back in sensory overload. I touch my cheek and realize it’s wet with tears. I swiftly turn from Ava’s all-too-knowing eyes and dab at my face, taking deep breaths.
Seeing that violent side of Kai brought back all the bad memories from my past. I take a few deep breaths, and when I turn around Kai and Killian are standing next to Ava as well and they all just watch me. I glare at them all, suddenly feeling more vulnerable than before.
Kai’s glaring at me, his jaw so tight that his cheeks look concave.
He stalks forward and I flinch, and he actually stops for a moment, but then he continues. He grabs my arm, and if I’m not mistaken, it’s not as hard as it was before.
“We’re leaving,” Kai mutters.
“I’m not leaving with you,” I say shakily, stiffening my legs, trying to stop Kai’s forceful strides.
He turns to me so quickly that I bump into his chest and he holds me so tightly, I can barely breathe. When he leans back, his eyes look murderous, and his nostrils flare. Then, he just picks me up and throws me over his shoulder.
“Kai!” I squeal.
But he’s already marching out the door.
He tosses me inside his car, and then buckles me in as if I’m three.
“Fuck you!” I scream as he slams my door shut.
And that’s when I see Killian doing the same thing to Ava.
What the fuck?
Kai gets in the car and starts the engine, peeling out of the school parking lot.
“Where are you taking me? School isn’t even over yet. God, Kai,” I say, shaking my head. “Why me? Just leave me alone. I’ll stay out of your way. Just let me live. Please.”
His jaw clenches. “I’d already warned you once, and you didn’t listen. These are the consequences.”
“What consequences?” I yell, getting more and more frustrated. “Why did I need to leave in the first place? I’ve never even met you!”
Kai glances at me for a moment, his face completely emotionless, before turning back to the road. “We’re going to your house to get your things and then you’re coming back to my house,” is all he says.
I start laughing. “You’re delusional. Like, seriously, what is wrong with you?”
He doesn’t say anything, but I see his knuckles tighten on the steering wheel.
“I’m not going back to your house, Kai. You’ll have to drag me kicking and screaming.”
“You will do what I say, love,” he says, his voice low and menacing. “Or your mother will pay the consequences this time.”
“You would hurt my mom?” I whisper. My lip quivers, but I bite down on it hard, and sit back in my seat with my arms crossed.
He never answers my questions and we pull up to mine and my mom’s tiny apartment complex.
I get out on shaky legs and numbly walk to the door.
Once it’s open, I scream.
I scream until my lungs are raw and I run to my mother lying on the floor, pale and unmoving.
“Mom!” I reach for her neck, feeling for a pulse. I feel none. My chest heaves with a sob. “Come on, Mom. Wake up!”
I start performing CPR. I don’t even know how to do it. I’m just going off of what I’ve seen on TV.
Muscular arms wrap around me as Kai jerks me away from my mom.
I flail and buck against him, hearing sirens in the distance.
“You did this!” I scream at him. “You threatened her! You said she would suffer consequences. You killed her!” My throat’s raw and my eyes are blurred with tears.
“When would I have killed her?” Kai hisses. “I’ve been with you all day.”
My face falls to my hands while my shoulders shake with sobs. I know he’s right, but I’m so angry, and he’s the only one here to blame. But the door was locked when we left this morning and there’s no sign of forced entry.
And I’m willing to bet it was my father.
Cops and paramedics burst through the room. Their gazes instantly fall to Kai and me, and once again it looks as if we’re a typical couple. Him, comforting his distraught girlfriend.
They escort us out of the house and ask me some questions.
I answer everything, but I don’t feel like I even belong in my body anymore. It’s as if I’m outside of my body, watching as I talk to the officers. I always knew this was a possibility with someone like my father, but my mother always loved him, regardless. If he would’ve shown up here today, she definitely would’ve let him in.
“She can stay with me, Sir,” Kai assures, his rough voice sounding almost gentle, and I don’t even have the strength to fight him on it.
“Thanks, son,” the officer says, giving Kai a l
ook of admiration as if he’s such a nice guy to offer that to someone like me. Then I watch as they make the final confirmation that my mother is actually dead.
They cover her face with a black body bag and I think I’m going to be sick.
And as I take Kai’s hand while he leads me back to his car, it feels as if I've traveled down to Hell, and made a deal with Satan himself.
6
Ava
I can’t believe Desiree’s mom is dead. My stomach twists because I don’t want to think the boys had anything to do with it, but I also wouldn’t put anything past them at this point. If she got in the way of whatever fixation Kai has on Desiree, I’m not sure what length he would go to stop her. I shake my head, rattling my racing thoughts around in my brain. Killian drove me to my place last night, watched me go inside, and told me not to leave the house until he picked me up this morning. I wasn’t in the mood to be jerked around again or have my mind all twisted up, so I left for school an hour early. I haven’t seen Desiree or Kai all day. I don’t know exactly what interest he has in her. I mean she’s very pretty and seems nice, but that’s not enough to cause Kai to go all alpha apeshit on her. She’s done something to him or has something he wants, and I have a sinking feeling that it’s not going to end well for her.
I huff as my backpack slides off my shoulder, weighing heavily on my forearm as I struggle to get my books to fit neatly inside my locker. None of this even matters, I don’t know why I try so hard. It’s almost over. I’m almost out of this place. The thought of leaving Blackcrown behind is mostly bitter, but a little sweet too. I had far from a traditional upbringing. There was a lot of bad, but there was some fun, too. I learned how to hotwire a car and outrun the police at a really young age. It sounds gritty, undesirable. But it was fun. I had fun with Killian and Kai, and they relied on me for more than they would like to admit.
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