It is the same old story...but could be worthy to read.
Brooke Wild is a Canadian girl, 17 years old, with a bad reputation which some say is good and others bad. Beside her, there is that perfect sister with whom she can't stay in one home. Wendy W...
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Brooke got to the minibar constructed along the beach to take some drinks for her and Wayatt.
"Two tropical cocktails." She orders before the barman answers with gladness and serves her. She takes the glasses and turns to go. Far from the stand, someone calls for her attention
"Hey, Brooke!" A boy calls her while she turns to look at the person.
She looks at him awfully, as if he is an insect in front of her. After all, his gaze and smile tell her already what the guy wants, and it's not of good omen.
" What?" She asks abruptly.
"Relax beauty! Don't you remember me? I'm the boy you dance with during the first party at Mason's frat house." He says, still fixing Brooke from top to bottom, analyzing her shapes and morphology obscenely.
Brooke does not feel him at all and only wants to go back with her group. "Beautiful story boy, but I have to leave." She tries to go but the boy does not leave her and holds her shoulder, she could remember that day he forced her to kiss him, "come on! I heard much about your reputation, and seeing you like that, I can say I would have a fun time with you right to my bed."
Tied of his presence, she throws the cup of drink on him and by the same occasion, the glasses in her hands fall. "I told you I have to leave."
He growls, and holds Brooke's hand furious, agitating her and touching her body haphazardly and more obscenely. "Leave me!" Brooke yells before Wayatt appears and punches the boy, the boy leaves Brooke and back out before Brooke hides behind Wayatt. Everyone stops what they were doing and turns to them.
"Don't ever touch my girlfriend," Wayatt says bravely with a rocky voice.
The boy laughs out while trying to wipe the blood at the corner of his lip." You are the guy who punched me last time right? sorry for laughing, but of all the girls out there, it's Brooke you have as girlfriend. You have courage, you are ready to hear in the streets that you are one of Brooke's prey," The guys provoke still laughing.
No matter Brooke whispers to Wayatt not to enter into his game, feeling his body hot, his fist twisted and his jaw contracted of anger, Wayatt grabs him by the collar of his shirt, looking at him furiously and breathing hard," don't talk of her like that."
The boy chuckles,
"Look, I don't want to fight. Maybe she wants to be serious but how long do you think it will last? With such a reputation. Listen, leave her to us, we're going to have a threesom, if you understand what I mean." He continues provoking Wayatt While chuckling in a perverse manner, before receiving another punch.
" WAYATT!" Brooke shouts.
Wayatt does not leave the boy rest and throws him on the floor before continuing jabbing him hard, so hard that the boy seems in a dirty state. All these worry Brooke as she shouts to Wayatt to stop. Afraid to approach him, she calls for help.
