Kai

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I could have said everything I was actually thinking, but the asshole part of me that doesn't want relationships and feelings stops me. So instead, I just made her feel worse than she already did. Instead of the truth, I made her believe another one of my lies. I made her believe that she didn't matter. And I'm betting now any chance I had at trying to get her forgiveness has gone out the window. It's a good thing I don't give up easily. "Dude are you just gonna slump in that chair all night?" Jory hands me a beer, and sits down next to me. Tonight's his last night of partying before he gets ready to start training again. He's the best Quarterback around, and it shows because almost everyone was scouting him for Universities. "I'm not slumping." He laughs, because he knows I am. I'm a pretty readable person, especially to Jory. My usual carefree I don't give a fuck attitude must not be showing, because he doesn't budge. "Kennedy's been giving you eyes all night and you haven't even noticed."
I take a sip of the beer, and play it off like I haven't noticed her. But I have, it's hard not to notice her blonde curly hair, giant breasts and fat ass. She's hot. I've been inside her countless times, she's screamed my name loud enough everyone's heard. But now, knowing that she's part of the reason for Kori's tears, I'm absolutely fucking disgusted by her. I won't be sticking my dick anywhere near her tonight. "She's getting to attached, time to back off." My lie works, because Joey bursts into laughter and then slaps me on the shoulder. "You're a dog Johnson."  He opens another beer, and slams that one back. "So you don't mind then?" He cocked his head to the side, waiting for my approval. I nod, and that's all he needs because he's quickly on his feet and walking across the room over to Kennedy. I wonder if he knows she's fucking Craig too. The minute I found out I cut her off, and when she tried to plea with me I blocked her number. The town sluts are always fun until they aren't.

I'm about to make my way to the kitchen, when I see him walk through the door, some bitch on his arm. His girl just dumped him hours before and this is what he does? Well let's make this fun then. I pull my phone out, open Instagram and find Kori's profile and decide to send her a message.

Kai: I don't know if you'll see this or not. But Sean's having a party and you should come.

I sit and stare at the message for twenty fucking minutes before I see the little "read" underneath it, and then the little dots that indicate she's writing back.

Kori: no thanks, not in the mood.

Kai: Some of your friends are here, it'll be fun.

Kori: we aren't friends Kai, don't invite me places.

Kai: stop being a stubborn asshole and come have some fun.

She reads the message, but doesn't reply to it. Let's hope I'm convincing enough, it's time for Craig to get caught right in it all. I join Jory, Simmons, and Jackson all at the beer pong table, and we play a few rounds. And then on round five, Katie walks through the door, with Kori trialing behind her. And fuck me does she ever look good. No not good, fucking flawless. She's wearing a pair of ripped jeans, and a short v-neck styled cropped shirt that hugs her breasts in all the right places. I see her eyes wander the room until they stop on me, and she walks over like a woman on a mission. "I'm here." She says, as if it's some sort of chore to her. But I just laugh, because I know she isn't going to be able to keep up this I don't care act for very long. But what I'm focused on now, is Craig in the living room just now noticing that she's here. And before he has the chance to knock the newest conquest of his from his lap, she sees him and I see the hurt in her eyes. I don't know what I expected, but it wasn't for her to completely breakdown in the middle of a fucking party.

I grab her arm, dragging her up the stairs and into Sean's study. "You knew he was here!" She snaps, pulling her arm away from me. "I wanted you to see that your wasting your tears on a douche bag." She smiles, and for the first time it looks genuine and not forced. "I still don't want to be around him." And her smile fades away again, while she fights the battle of fight or flight in her head. "The best thing you can do now is show him you don't care." I really don't know how to comfort a female, let alone a heartbroken girl, but I'd do anything right now to make sure she's okay. She'll always be my Kori to me, and I'll protect her from any idiot who's actually fucking dumb enough to cheat on someone like her. "And how am I supposed to show him I don't care?" She raises an eyebrow, and I swear for a single second she's flirting with me. "There's plenty of guys down there, just stick your tongue down one of their throats." The thought of that makes me sick though, because the only person she should be kissing is me. But I can't go there with her, not now. Not after leaving her like I did.

Her stance changes though, and she looks like she's starting to relax. "You know everyone says you're the hottest guy around here." It takes me by surprise, because even though I've heard that before, it sounds so different coming from her. "I guess I'll take that as a compliment." She laughs at my words, and then she moves in closer to me.
And mt heart starts racing, because even though I'm the towns hottie, and the biggest jackass most days, Kori turns me right back into that 14 year old with a crush.

"I have an idea." She says, and then she stops as if she's deciding if it's a good one or not. But she finally continues, and I'm complete stunned by what she says.

"Let's go make out."

I'm screwed.

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