The Broken Raven - A Paradox Of Two Worlds Series Book 1

Chapter 7- Clay

It was somewhat intolerable to drive home. She stands out for being different. I want and need her. I'm hoping everyone has left my house by now because it's two in the morning. When I arrive, Logan is bringing Brie to his room. She is too inebriated to drive home without passing out.

Logan is more than just my closest pal. He's my childhood best friend who has been my roommate ever since my parents abandoned me in this home, and Sloane and several other vampires made the decision to drain the blood of the last girl who was attracted to me. I'll admit it: fresh blood is better than packaged excrement. However, once we start drinking from someone, we don't want to stop. After three girls, Sloane found out how to get to me, and my parents exiled me to the East property. Logan's assistance saved me from continuing to kill and having the school council clean up my mess. I remembered my father's final words to me and promised to change.

You are a disgrace to this family. After what our kind has gone through to live peacefully among humans, you do this!

These words, which he roared, are still echoing in the back of my head. The statements from my mother hurt the most.

I never thought I had raised a monster. Where did I go wrong?

As she spoke those words, she sobbed. Logan has been with me ever since; it was the summer before last. Sloane continued weaselling herself back in, and he even said that she ought to leave because she was the one who had begun everything. However, I allowed her to do this. She's easy, and I need a release.

I take a water bottle out of the refrigerator and go to my room. I close the door behind me and begin to take off my clothes as I consider all the different ways I could make Raven feel good. She would feel great, and I can only imagine what it would be like for her. I consider all the girls whose hearts I have crushed while I stand there and stare out the window. I recall an incident from my past that altered my course of events. I left with the guys. I contacted my mother and asked her not to stay up late. I was in my late teens. I told her I was heading somewhere close by, and then I hung up.

We approached these girls while we were driving. I first met Sloane there. We exited and approached them to see if they needed assistance, but they had other plans. Logan tried to get me to leave with him, but I refused since he didn't want to take part in killing others.

Sloane claimed me that evening. I put love on the back burner to make sure nobody got hurt, and I ended up utilising girls for my own gain. I developed into the stereotype of the single bad boy. If you wanted to have a good time, I was ideal, but then girl after girl attempted to make me fall in love with them; I had no feelings for any of them, and Sloane would murder anyone who came too close.

I did what Sloane did best—I fed off them until I was completely satiated—to demonstrate my lack of concern. I enjoyed being the bad boy on campus. Until my eyes met hers, I felt I had lost all hope of ever experiencing love. Although Raven may seem like a wicked girl, I know in my heart that she is anything but that. There is something unique about her. For so many years, my heart has been sealed off, yet I believe she holds the key to opening it. Arms encircle my waist, jarring me out of my thoughts.

Sloane begins kissing my back and says, "I've been waiting for you, handsome." Oh, screw it; I'm already horny. She moves her hands down to my boxers as I turn around. She takes them down, grabbing my length in her hands, and begins kissing the skin all over while stroking up and down. It should feel amazing, but I don't feel anything since I can't get Raven out of my thoughts and I never fuck around with anyone in my room. As I pull my boxers back up, Sloane looks at me with confusion after I push her away.

"What the hell, Clay!"

"You just don't do it for me anymore; now get out!" Anger pools within me as I open the door for her to leave.

"This is about that bitch Brie brought tonight, isn't it?" She says, anger filling her voice.

I look at her, not wanting to engage in whatever game she tries to play. She walks up to me, caresses my chest with one of her long fingernails, and whispers. "If she goes near you, I'll make sure your precious Raven burns."

I lock it once more after closing the door behind her. I consider staying away from her as I sit on my bed. I don't want her to get hurt, not by me, but Sloane will stop at nothing to hurt Raven. I can't stop myself. If she allows me the chance to get to know her, I'll do anything to keep her safe. In fact, I want her. I will ultimately be the one attempting to preserve her life, regardless of what happens.

I lay there contemplating how this girl has me at a loss for words; whenever I attempt to speak to her, nothing comes out correctly, as if my entire strategy has vanished, and I am left frozen. I've reached a point in my life where I know what I need and who that person is. I'll be her boyfriend, but that's one thing she doesn't want. She wants to play; therefore, I'll play with her till she is all mine.

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I hastily step into the shower. When I'm finished, I put on my boxers and go to bed. If she looked into my head, the thoughts that go through it would kill me. I scoff at the notion. I close my eyes and imagine her with me as I nod off.

I wake up to the sun shining in my room; I forgot to close the curtains. I sit up and rub my face before looking at the time. I smile, hoping if I get out of here on time I can catch her before she leaves for the book store. I quickly get dressed and head out the door, hoping to catch her before it's too late.