23: The New Guest

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Chase Creed

I couldn't stay away from her. No matter how hard I tried, she drives me crazy, I just wanna fuck her every chance I get. I've never felt this way before, but I feel more powerful. It's so hard to say no to her. I feel a hand rub my shoulder, "what you thinking about?" Smith slides into the chair next me, smiling.

My gaze is fixed in an almost empty glass of water, "life" I tell her, trying to be serious, but it doesn't work, seconds later we both burst out in laughter.

She regains control, clears her throat, "where's Petunia?" She asks, looking around, adorably.

I slip my fingers under her chin and move her head so she's align with my face, "ill, why?" I ask, smirking softly. "Who else is gonna make me breakfast?" She asks, raising her hands.

"I don't know about breakfast, but I'm sure I can give you summat sweet before school" I tell her, slowly sliding my hand under her shirt.

I suddenly hear footsteps and back away quickly, it was Leah. "Shall we go?" I ask Selina, before she nods her head and takes off out of the kitchen first. I quickly grab 2 apples before heading out.

I climb into the drivers seat and hand Selina an apple, "this your 'skip breakfast'?" she asks, smiling.

I laugh and start the car, when we get there I turn off the engine, Selina sits in the car, in silence, like she waiting for something, "do - do you want me to stop talking to Nick?" She asks quietly, this is when I realized, it was time to tell her.

"He raped my sister" I say, quickly, she sits there, wide-eyed stare glaring at me in concern. "He fucking raped her and got me put in rehab so he could get his hands all over her, that fucking nonce" I say, trying to hold back all my frustration, she places a hand on my arm. "When she ran away from him, she got hit by a fucking car, that's when they let me out and-" I trail off to think that she's gone. Forever.

"That's why I didn't want you anywhere near him, I was trying to fucking protecting you" I explain to her, she carefully plants a kiss on my cheek, "I'm so sorry" I hear her whisper as she lays her head on my shoulder.

"Do you wanna go in?" She asks, slowly lifting her head, "you go" I respond, "I need some time".

She opens the door, and before it closes I hear, "I love you, Chase" she says softly, before she disappears into school, that's when I let it all out. I kept hitting my steering wheel, a cloud of anger and frustration rises above me, suddenly I hear a knock on the passenger side window.

Leah opens the door, "hey, sorry to interrupt you, are you ok?" She asks, gesturing to my light pink knuckles. I slow down my heavy breathing, "um- yeah, yeah, wh- why aren't you in school?" I ask, frowning at her. "Why aren't you?" She snaps back, in a nice way though. "I am having a moment" I tell her, "which is over now" I open my car door and get out.

She closes the other door and I lock my car before heading in. "Ok moody" I hear her voice trailing behind me, "why the fuck are you following me?" I ask turning around, she points to the sign-in machine, which is what you have to do when your late.

"Mmmm" I say, letting her sign in first. After I sign in, I head for science. The one lesson where both, Smith and Nick was in, ugh, he's probably gonna be all over her. I enter the classroom, the seats had been switched, I'm next to Smith, lucky as fuck, and Nick is on the other side of the classroom.

I take my seat and instantly feel Smith's hand grab mine and pull it under the table, "what the fuck, Chase?!" She whispers, feeling my bruised knuckles. She loosens her grip and I shove my hand in between her thighs, she gasps loudly, in surprise.

The entire class turns their gaze towards her, my head on the desk, trying to hold in my laugh. "Quiet class, please" the teacher calls out, my fingers go closer to her pussy, her lips tighten so hard, she quickly places her head down on the desk, her fingers make their way to my hand and she tightly grips it.

"Move it or lose it" she whispers aggressively, facing me, with a wide stare.

I slowly move my hand and the teacher comes and taps on my book, "huh" I say which makes Selina laugh quietly. "Empty page, Mr Creed, why?" He asks, crossing his arms. "I kinda just came in" I tell him, he places a hand to his forehead, "write"

To make sure no one suspects anything, I spent my lunchtime with my usual mates and so did she. "Still her friend?" Zoe asks, her fingers threaded across my hair. I pull her hand down, "I thought we were just friends?" I ask her, quickly changing the subject.

It's not that I didn't want to talk about Smith, I just miss fucking her so damn much. "We are" she says, "then don't touch me like I'm your guy" I quickly say to her, in a quiet but evil tone, she backs her hand away.

I see Smith, leaving the cafeteria, so I thought...

2 seconds later, we were kissing in a closet, her moaning just made my day, she starts to giggle as I hold her waist, I climb lower to devour her neck out. Her moaning came back, "mmm...". I stop kissing I look up at her, "when- when you said 'you fucking liked me', what did you mean?" She asks, the questions completely confused me.

"Wha- what did you want me to say?" I ask, smiling.

"Mmm" she hums, shrugging her shoulders, "Smith, tell me" I urge as I pull her closer to me, "maybe love me?" She asks, "or whatever", I laugh, "or whatever, huh?" I say, she starts to smile.

"Y'know what, fuck it, I love you, Selina" I say to her, placing both my hands on either side of her head. That was it. The first time I'd ever told anyone I'd love them.

"I love you too" she squeaks out, I gently place a kiss on her forehead, "c'mon we're gonna be late for next lesson" I tell her leading the way out of the closet.

Suddenly, my eye catches on to a flash in the far corner, it's broad daylight, who the fuck is using a fucking torch?

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Aww, did they sort out their differences, so cute

Chase finally told Selina the whole truth, fully, shame on Nick

But why is Leah tryna bond with Chase?

And what the fuck was that flash?

Oof, too many questions

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