Held Captive

Confession

Laylah's POV

"He'll never agree to it." I state, grabbing my history book. Zane smiles down at me and leans against the locker beside me. We were currently talking about what I wanted to do to make up for my birthday. He said he didn't think I got what I deserved and he wants to make sure I get a proper celebration. I personally didn't really care that I didn't do anything for it. It didn't feel right without my family anyway, but he seemed so genuine that I couldn't bring myself to shut him down. 

"Let me worry about that. You, just pack your favorite bathing suits and relax birthday girl. It'll be fun. Trust me." He squeezes my shoulder, reassuringly. 

I watch him walk away and ignore all of the weird looks i'm getting as I shut my locker and head to class. Even though I'd been getting them all week, I don't think i'd ever get used to all the attention. I was so used to blending in that I didn't know how to take being noticed. They only ever acknowledged me when Nate was here. I was grateful as I walked to fourth period for all of two reason, I'd get to see and Vixen and honestly the thought of my brother had me ready to curl up in a ball and ball my eyes out. 

I still miss him. I don't think i'd ever stop. We were closer than people might think. Being a year apart, he was like my other half. I push the horrid thoughts to the back of my head as I walk into fourth period and settle at my desk in the front of the room. I open the book to the page written on the board and grab a notebook and pencil as more people file into the room. Vixen walks in as soon as the bell rings and I have to catch my drool as it almost reaches my notebook. 

He was gorgeous in a pair of black sweatpants and a solid black tee that hugged his shoulders in the best way possible. It was so simple yet he looked absolutely delectable. I could picture myself licking every ridge and muscle on his perfect body as I licked my lips. His hair had a messy I-just-woke-up thing going on, like usual but if anything it just made him look hotter. It fit him.

I was so lost in my thoughts that I hadn't noticed him moving until he was right in front of me. I glared at him as people shot curious and surprised glances our way. I'd told him that I didn't want to interact during school. I didn't want to deal with any of the drama it would cause and it didn't help that there was always this rumor going around saying that Vixen had never had a girlfriend and would never be interested in any of the girls here. I knew I wasn't his girlfriend but the concept was the same. I wasn't sure if it was true that he'd never had a girlfriend but I was almost pretty certain it wasn't. There's no way he's never had a girlfriend when he looks so good you could eat him for breakfast, lunch  and dinner if you wanted to. And trust me, you want to. 

He doesn't seem to care about all the people watching us as he settles into the empty seat behind me. I try my best to ignore him and sift through my notebook as if i'm looking for something. My phone buzzes in my pocket and I ignore it. It's only when it buzzes a second time that I check it. I see Vixen's name flash across the screen and don't bother reading it as I put it on silent. I knew I was playing with fire but I didn't care as Mr. Grey entered the room and started talking, writing our upcoming assignments onto the board. 

His breath is hot on my neck as he leans into me, "Ignoring me?" 

To my surprise, he doesn't sound the least bit annoyed. If anything he sounded..amused?

"You promised." I remind him as I try to get him to stop talking to me. 

"I didn't promise shit.", He tugs on a strand of my hair which causes my head to tilt back, giving him easier access, "Am I your dirty little secret? You don't want people to know how wet that pussy of yours gets for me?" 

I flinch at his vulgar words and squeeze my thighs together to dull the ache between my legs. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest because that's what he does to me. That's the effect he has on me. God, I was so weak when it came to him. "I-I don't know."