Brandon's POV
We layed in the bed naked, trying to catch our breath. "So when are we doing this again?" Lisa asked, smiling. I got up and put my boxers on then I pulled my pants up. "Not anytime soon, you aren't the best." I told he smirking. Her eyes widened. "Ya right Brandon, stop joking." She laughed awkwardly. "I'm not lying, you were just another girl." I said shrugging as I pulled my shirt on. "Bye whore." I said exiting her room, and then walking out of the front door. I opened my car door and got in. I drove home and walked inside, only to get soaked from head to toe in sticky stuff. Next thing you know feathers are being thrown on me and I hear laughing and then I see a flash. I open my eyes to see a smirking Heather, holding a bucket while the guys laugh their asses off. I soon had a smirk of my own and started walking slowly towards Heather. Her smirk disappeared, and was replaced by a questioning look. I quickly pulled her into a hug and all the stuff she put on me on her as she screamed in surprise. "Nooo get off!" She yelled laughing. Soon I pulled away from her and she was covered in the stuff just like me. She ran upstairs laughing. After I took a shower I changed into some boxers and layed in my bed. I heard screaming from Heathers room so I got up a ran in her room, but she wasn't there so I ran into her bathroom and she was screaming her head off, and pointed to my snake Rex. He's a king cobra. I quickly picked it up and looked at Heather, and she had a fearful expression on her face. "It's fine, he wont bite you." I told her looking at Rex. I noticed the bathroom was steamy and I looked back at Heather, and she was wrapped in a very short towel. Her long tanish legs glistened under the light, because she was wet from her shower. Damn, I wish she would just take the towel off. "Umm maybe you should calm down a little and go back to bed or something." She said with wide eyes. "I am calm." I told her, not catching on. She pointed downward and I followed her gaze. There was a huge bulge in my boxers. Not only am I really sexy, but I'm also much bigger than the top average, if you know what I mean. I turned on my heel and walked out of the bathroom and into my own room, leaving Rex on her bed. I layed down on my bed and I received a text message. It was from someone unknown. I opened it and it read: Hey this is Allison from school;) Maybe you could meet me in the girls locker room during school tomorrow;) I smirked at this. I was really starting to get popular and fast. That was what sparked the interest in Seth.
I replied: Yeah sure;) Talk to you tomorrow?
She textedn me back shortly after saying: I dont think we'll be doing much talking if you know what I mean;)
I thought for a minute. She'll be an easy fuck, but I still get disgusted by some of these girls sometimes. Ever since Emily, I have become a womanizer. I felt a pain in my heart, just thinking about what happened. Ever since then, I always thought of women for sex. They meant nothing to me and still dont. They were made for a guys' pleasure and nothing more. But when I think of Heather, something else swells inside of me, but I always push it away, like now. Never again will I make a mistake. I don't make mistakes twice, never did and never will. I will not let emotions such as heartbreak take its toll. I all ready have once and I'm not letting it now. I replied: See you then.
Anger swelled inside mixed with a tang of sadness. You know what FUCK EMILY! I will not let her feel my mind and I will not let any emotion out of myself that involves her, she doesn't deserve my pain and hurt. I'm not going to sulk in my own sadness. She was a heartless bitch, that I once loved. I still do love her but I loathe to see her face again. She ruined me. I flung myself off of the bed and walked out of my bedroom and slammed the door shut. I looked down the hallway and seen Heather standing there looking confused, wearing purple cotton shorts and white tank top. I walked past her, and bumped harshly into her shoulder yelling "Move! Damn watch where your going bitch." Hurt passed over her face but was quickly covered up by anger. She pushed me hard and my shoulder hit the wall hardly. "Your such a god damn jerk!" She yelled. I shrugged my shoulders. I noticed she had different colored eyes. I had never seen that before. "Shut up whore." I yelled and walked past her before she jumped infront of me, her face filled with anger. "I maybe alot of things but don't ever call me a whore, you fucking hypocrite." I laughed humorously. "Yeah whatever, your just here for my pleasure." I said as I slapped her ass. She jumped back a little. She slapped my face and my head swung to the side. I pushed her into the wall and walked to the kitchen. I grabbed a glass of water and went back to my room to go to sleep.
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