His Little Ruin

31|Quinn Thatcher

31|Quinn Thatcher

My body is fueled with adrenaline to the point I can't stop. I need to be moving. I need them both inside of me every thirty minutes or I don't know what I'll be capable of

His hands clenched a knife as he stalked up to her. What I'm disappointed about is that he couldn't show his face. Scared that I would find him and end his pathetic little life

And I know my father had something to do with her death. He didn't love her. There was only a matter of time before he let her go. And he let her go in a whole different way than I expected

I should've took her and Thomas with me when I left. They could've lived here for all I cared. No one would know

Only my friends would but that would be it. No one else. Just our groups little secret

My mother wasn't as bad as I made her out to be. It's just sometimes she needed to learn to stick up for herself but she was always sweet to me

"You have classes today,darling," Nicolo whispers in my ear."I understand if you don't want to go today. I'll talk to the head master."

Staring up at the ceiling I wonder where she is. In heaven or in hell. In heaven because she was always sweet and kind to everyone around her. In hell because she didn't stick up to the monster she made kids with

The monster who made me a monster just like him. I could hear the door open but I don't get up not one bit. I've been having sex all night with Nico and Jaxon but he had to go home and comfort Valencia at two in the morning

Valencia

I feel sorry for her. But I also despise her too. The hate I have for her will never be forgotten unless I say it is and I don't think we're getting there anytime soon

This death won't bring us together

"She going to any classes?." Jaxon asks walking over carrying a brown paper bag

"Man I have no idea. She won't speak." Nicolo replied

Not a single word has came out of my mouth. And I haven't moved an inch. My eyes still focused on the ceiling above

What is Thomas doing right now?. I pray he isn't getting treated bad by that man. I swear to god I will rip his body apart limb from limb and eat it

Jaxon leans over me placing a kiss on my forehead. Grabbing his arm I slide it under the sheets and try making him touch me but he rips his arm from underneath the covers

I didn't flinch one bit."Are you going to fuck me or talk all morning."

I want to think about my orgasm not what's been happening for the last twenty four hours

"Quinn we've had sex about eight or ten times throughout the night," Nicolo explains."No more. Get up and take a shower."

Letting a tear slip out of the corner of my eye I cry silently while reaching for my folds and work them with my fingers. Small moans escape my lips as I pleasure myself

"God damn you Quinn." Nicolo groans looking away

If they didn't want to be inside me anymore I would help myself."Just one more time that's all I ask."

Jaxon grabs me by my arm and yanks me up off of the bed so that I was standing directly in front of him

"Even if we had sex you would still feel this way.And I don't do distractions." he quotes what I told him the day his mother died

Looking in his eyes I see the pain still there from that day. He understands me. But there was also something else hidden deep in his eyes

I almost could grasp it but it's running too fast. My lips quiver and I let out a sob turning my face away from him. Wrapping his arms around me he pulls me into his chest