Stained

Chapter 5

"Those two girls, damn," kyron chuckles.

"Is that what you heard?" He deadpans, seeming bored with the conversation.

"Yeah. Everyone knows you separately messed with two sisters on the same night. Had one of them suck your dick and fucked the other." He laughs loudly. "Bro, you ruined their relationship. They're not on speaking terms anymore."

"Jerk," I blurt out without thinking, and immediately feel heads turn toward me. I even hear Damien move, the sound of his clothes rubbing against the fabric of the seat drowning out my music but not enough to drown out my embarrassment, not even close. I know he's looking at me but I'm too scared to open my eyes.

Coward.

After a second, I do. Slowly. All eyes are on me. Head on, I meet rude boys that are narrowed into tight slits, because I shouldn't feel embarrassed for stating the truth. He's a jerk and he should know it.

And if he's offended by the insult he should change his behaviour. Plain and simple.

Despite my erratic heart, I shrug and say in the calmest tone I can muster, "my bad."

Wow. Who am I?

I?
When his intense gaze becomes unbearable, I casually slide my eyes over to Kyrons huge grin. I have never been strong but it sure feels good knowing I'm good at pretending to be.

"I like this girl." Kyron gives me a once over, and I try not to sink into the seat from the appreciative look he directs my way.

I hate myself more than anything when my body begins to yield back as if it is a first instinct and not a second. My first should be to fight it, to fight the fear
that coils up so tight it becomes difficult to breathe.

Not surrender to it and let it break me. It should never be that... yet it is.

Fortunately, before I can really disappear, he turns to Damien, non the wiser to my fear.

I stop my descend and sigh heavily. Four years later, and my body still succumbs to the fear strongly.

I'm about to pull my phone out of my pocket to deter my thoughts away from the past, when I notice something from the corner of my eye and freeze. Damien's still looking at me... he's been looking at me this entire time?

My eyes widen and my lips part a fraction. Did he see how I was inching back as if a spider was approaching me, and how relieved I looked when the spider (Kyron) turned away? Did I seem very relieved?

Just when I thought I was getting good at pretending to be strong, this happens.

"Yeah, jerk." Kyrons mock pulls Damiens attention away from me, only to glare at Kyron.

Pretending that my mask didn't just crack in front of Damien, I face a slack-jawed Kenzie, put three fingers under her chin and try to push her mouth closed, but once I move my fingers away it opens again.

"Did you just..." she points between me and Damien. "Girl what?" She laughs.

I ignore her. I know I'm quiet and mostly keep to myself, however, what he did was horrible.

Im in the midst of pulling my phone out to text my best friends Sarah and Hannah, when Damien speaks. "You heard wrong, i didn't do shit with any sisters. The rumour was created and then circulated to hide the truth."

"Which is?" Kyron presses, curiosity lacing his tone. 

Damien turns his blank eyes on me. "I beat the shit out of a drug dealer who used a kid to discreetly sell drugs."