I walk to Brent's house sense it's not far from the school and I look and see his truck is already in the driveway. I walk to the door and ring the door bell waiting impatiently.
" Come in. "
Brent says smiling and opening the door. I smile back and as I walk past him I smell cologne. He wasn't wearing that at school today.
" So where are we going to work on the project? "
I ask him.
" Upstairs in my room it's the last door to the left. "
He tells me and follows me upstairs. When I get in his room I'm surprised to see it's actually clean. I look around curiously and find pictures of him with his football friends.
" You have lots of friends huh? "
I ask him.
" I guess so, don't you have a lot of friends? "
I chuckle.
"I see the so called friends at school, they talk to each other so kindly but the moment one of them turns their back the rumors start. I'm okay with people talking trash about me but I'm not okay with a person who claims to be my friend starting it. "
" So you have trust issues? "
He ask me as I continue to look around the room.
" I guess it's simpler when you put it that way. "
It goes quiet for a moment and at first I start to think he left the room but suddenly I feel his arms wrap around my waist and him start kissing my neck.
" I can help with those trust issues. "
He says while kissing my neck. I gently push him away, despite what I actually want to do to him and sit on the bed distancing myself from him.
" We should probably get started on the project. "
I say and he scoffs. He walks over to me and forcefully pushes me down on the bed kissing me roughly and moving himself against me.
" You don't have to play innocent. I know you came here for other reasons, that dumb project was just your excuse. "
He says in a moan. I have to admit this does feel good. I kiss him back and wrap my arms around his neck but then something clicks inside me.
I don't want to give my virginity to this normal horn dog.
" I need to go. "
I tell him.
" The fun is just getting started. "
He tells me starting to unzip his pants. Big mistake.
I quickly reach into my bra and pull out a pocket knife not even giving him time to register what is happening I stab him in the leg making him cry out in pain. I continue stabbing his leg over and over again until all my anger is out.
I move the hair out of my face and take a deep breath in calming myself.
" You came home to people trying to rob your house and they freaked out and stabbed you then they took off. "
I tell him.
" And if you dare try to rat me out I won't blink without making your death look like a suicide. After all who would they believe? A jock who is a player and has a reputation or the good girl who's never done anything wrong? You do the math pretty boy. "
I walk out smiling and quickly go next door without being seen. Maybe this is why I have no friends?
YOU ARE READING
Deranged Love
Lãng mạnIf you're expecting this to be the kind of story where a bad boy meets a good girl and they find the light together then you might as well look for another book. No, this book is actually the opposite it's about letting yourself go and embracing the...