******DARK ROMANCE******
In the shadowed halls of Shadowvale University, nestled in the eerie town of Ravenwood Hollow, where whispers linger like ghosts and secrets fester like poison, the line between love and darkness blurs. Behind the facade of...
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Kensington Miller is my very own personal hell on earth.
I'm genuinely convinced the man above has it out for me.
HEY GOD! I THINK I'VE HAD ENOUGH SHIT HAPPEN TO ME!
I mean for fuck's sake! I can't catch a break!
First, her bat-shit crazy parents kidnap me, then she fucking leaves me and lets me believe that she's been dead for the past almost 14 years, and just when I think I've gotten over her she fucking enrolls at the same school as me.
Or should I say she was placed here?
I'm still not sure what little miss goody fucking two shoes could have possibly done to land in a shit hole like Shadowvale but just know I will figure it out.
"Ry! Baby, did you even hear what I said?" Briar says, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"What?"
"I said...I think we should get out of here, my roommates are gone for the night." She teases, biting her lip suggestively.
Normally, I'm all for it.
In fact, I think sex would be the only thing to clear my mind from HER.
Ever since our little incident in the dance studio, my mind has constantly been swarmed with memories of that day.
The way her eyes darkened, the way she couldn't even speak without it coming out as a needy moan, the way she had to grip onto me to keep herself upright.
Fuck- NO!
SEE! I'm doing it again!
"I can't, I promised Gun I'd watch his fight," I mumble and her face drops in disappointment.
"But he fights almost every weekend! You can't just skip one?" She whines.
"Nope."
"What the hell is going on with you?!" She snaps.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"I mean you've been acting off for the past few days, usually you're all over me and now you won't even spare me a glance."
I fight the urge to roll my eyes before I look away from Gunnar pummeling his opponent to her.
"Happy?"
"You're such an ass." She scoffs.
"Cry me a fucking river," I mutter before walking past her and into the crowd towards the guys.
As soon as I reach them, I find them staring at me with a pained look.
"What?" I snap.
"That was a painful fucking watch." Damon snorts.
"What the fuck are you talking about?"
"Dude, she was practically dry fucking you and you looked like you were daydreaming." Cyrus laughs.
