Boots and Billionaires

13~The Hogs?

Maisie's pov
July 1st

"You can't just say things like that, Maisie. You're going to properly piss someone off one of these days." Trystan and I have been getting along-ish. Okay, not really. We've just been existing around each other without attacking each other. "If she's a cunt, she's a cunt. What am I supposed to do? Lie?" I scoff and shake my head, walking over to the barn. Where Trystan and I are supposed to be working today. "Well, I get your point. She was definitely a major cunt.. but you say that to the wrong person and they'll kill your ass." I cock a single brow up and turn my face toward him, opening up the barn doors as I do. "Maybe it'll put me out of my misery." He smirks at me and lets a low, very quiet chuckle out. I start walking into the barn, throwing the bucket in the food barrels as I make my way to the back. "I'm not afraid to hit a woman, Maisie. Don't forget it either. I'll fuck you up, say some dumb shit like that again." I let out a laugh, grabbing a rake and a shovel and making my way back over to him. I hand him the shovel and put a hand on my hip. "I'm waiting." He puts a finger on my forehead and pushes it back. "So am I." I grip onto his wrist and twist it, dropping the rake when I do. I maneuver my body behind his, his arm going back with me. His wrist being pinned there, in between our bodies. And I whisper. "Put. Me. Out. Of. My. Misery... Bitch." And with that I let go and sprint away, a sudden thrill and fear when I hear him following behind me closely.

"I'm gonna go tell your boyfriend. He's scarier than I am when he's mad." And with that, he runs in the opposite direction to go tattle on me to Camdyn. I don't know what falls into my chest, but I think it may be genuine fear. I know he wouldn't be mad, more upset that I said something like that. I didn't lie though, I may be able to keep a full meal down, or maybe I'm a little happier, but I'm still heavily depressed and suicidal. No one needs to actually know that though, I joke about it to take some pressure off of the real thoughts. "Oh no! I'm shaking in my boots!" I shout after him, watching him walk over to the two by the pond. I look down at my feet, to make sure I am indeed not shaking in my boots. Once he's next to Camdyn, I'm not sure what he says, but Camdyn whips his head in my direction in an instant. I've got a smile on my face when I see Trystan turn around and flip me the bird with a smirk on his face, Camdyn heading in my direction at the same time. "What, princess? You can't behave yourself for five minutes?" I look past him, seeing Lucille cackling like a witch, watching Camdyn head my way. Then, I look back to him. Seeing him get closer and closer, the smile on his face enough to drown any fear I had. "Lies. I was behaving just fine. He's just a baby." I crinkle my nose, mimicking Trystan's expression while I turn around and mock him. "I'll fuck you up. Blah blah blah. Little cum dumpster."

I forget about everything in the world when I find a pretty rock lying in my grass, I bend down when to pick it up and examine it.. but immediately regret it when I feel the bottom of Camdyn's crotch against my ass. "Jesus Christ. We've got to stop running into eachother like this, Camdyn." I turn around after I speak, freezing when I see his expression way different than before. His eyes are dark but still soft, and his body language is suddenly tense and frozen. "Maisie." He speaks just above a whisper, his eyes searching for a joke in mine. "Tell you didn't just do that on purpose. I'll fuck you up if you did that just to make me miserable every time I look at you." I finally roll my eyes and put the rock in my sports bra. I cross my arms and look up at him, watching his eyes flicker down to my breasts. "You and your brother with that 'I'll fuck you up' shit. Neither of you are going to do anything to hurt me." I point to my chest, where I put the rock. "And no. I found a pretty rock. Totally forgot you existed." He smirks, his smirk looking a million times hotter than his brother's, and he takes a half a step and presses his body against my own. He pushes my body with his until my back hits the fence, putting his hand in between my back and the wood behind it.

"We've got different definitions of fucking you up, princess. And I have a feeling if I explained what mine was, you wouldn't be speaking like that." His face hovers over mine, mere inches from touching my lips with his own. He slides the hand he has on my back and stops it when it gets to the back of my neck. "Would you like to hear it, princess?" His eyes are scanning over every bit of my face, and it's making my insides feel how he looks right now. Hot and twisted. "I'm listening, Camdyn." He stares at my lips like he wants to devour them, then his eyes finally drift to my own. He gives me a sexy smile that I can feel my entire body react to, goosebumps covering the entirety of me. "While he would spit mean words out at you, I would praise your every move while I'm inside of you." He traces his free hand from the bottom of my stomach, up to the middle of my boobs. A gasp leaves my body, liking the way his hands feel on me. "While he would put you in a chokehold to keep you down. I would wrap my hands around your throat while pounding into you from any angle you asked." I can feel the inside of my thighs begin to ache from holding them together so tight, the throbbing between my legs starting pain me far more. His finger moves from where it landed between my boobs, up to my chin, lifting it and bringing my lips closer to his. "While he would try to fist fight you. I would fuck you so good you'd forget how to say your own name and learn different ways to say mine." The grip I didn't realize I had on his shirt tightens, my breathing seeming to betray me when it leaves and can't come back.