Ones Temptation

NIKOLAUS

Growing up with a junkie mom and an alcoholic father doesn't put you on the path to success. My parents never cared enough to look after me. Afterall. . .I was a mistake to them. My parents got pregnant with me when they were only 15 and 17. Their parents didn't like that they were having kids so young and the age gap between them. But they didn't listen, they still had me and still ran off to get married when my mom turned 18.

When I was seven they had my little brother. They never looked after him though. I was seven taking care of a baby. I had to change diapers, put him to bed, feed him. All while my mom sniffed coke in her room and my dad drank his liver away. When I was 10 and my brother was three my grandma took us into her care. We lived with her until I was 16 and I got emancipated. It was a long process but they saw me eligible for it.

I moved me and my brother into a small apartment with my grandma's help and I worked day and night to support me and Jack. I wanted to make sure he knew he had someone who loved and cared for and not some shit parents who didn't give a shit about him.

"Niko! Look they sent us Battle Of The Beast!," Jack yells, throwing the video game at me.

I catch it before it falls into the bowl of sauce.

"If you threw that a bit harder there would've been no dinner tonight and I would've let you starve asshat," I look at the game.

Since playing football people send me random gifts. I'm the star player. College scouts always talk to me about playing for them but I turn them down. I couldn't leave my brother. He's only 14. I still have so much to teach him.

"Play it. I'll play it with you once I'm done so I can beat your ass," I smile tossing the game back to him.

I scroll through instagram as the pasta cooks. Arabella in tiny underwear and a tank top shows up. I scroll through the disturbing comments. People have no respect when it comes to women. Yeah, I'm a dick head and make snarky comments but if someone ever told my daughter they want to fuck her until she can't walk I'd break their fucking face.

Me and Arabella have gone to school since preschool. . .not that she'd remember anyway. In fifth grade Arabella got into a bad accident. She ended up being in a coma for a few months before coming back to school. Fortunately she remembered everything. . .well almost everything.

She forgot about me.

Me and Her were always attached at the hip. Wherever she went, I followed. And where I went, she followed. But after she returned. . .I didn't exist to her. I shut everyone out after that. I didn't want anyone to talk to me before she realized I was the only person she needed. She went on to become popular. The girl everyone wanted to be. The girl everyone wanted to have.

But no one fucking knew that their golden boy, their star football player had her first. And she would always be mine.

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I stand by the lockers and watch Arabella pass by. Sweatshirt,skirt, doc martens. Her usual. Her legs always shaved. Always so smooth. Her dark brown hair cascades down her back. Her a beautiful chocolate brown. It's been a few days since she stabbed Luke with a pencil. Her threat went straight to my cock. I never thought someone threatening to stab me would be so hot but fuck. . .Arabella makes everything hot.

Some girls come up to me and try to talk but I shut them out. I watch as Arabella glares at the girls who whisper about her. They quickly shut up. Especially after what she did to the girls who talked out of their ass last year. She waited until the first of october. . .Fallen night, to seek her revenge. I've seen what she's done to people. But this definitely showed others what she's capable of.

Blondie got a smile burned into her arm then got her nails ripped out.

Ginger got the word 'Slut' carved into her thigh since that's what they labeled Arabella.

The last one. . .didn't make it. She ended up dying. She was the one who caused the most shit for Arabella. So she carved a very very detailed rose into her stomach. She didn't stop there. She burned words all along her thighs. But she lost too much blood and didn't survive the trip to the hospital. No one told the cops. The cops gave up trying to catch everyone for this holiday. Me and Lucious are the only males from our school who participate in this fucked up day. There's something about the adrenaline you get from this night. In a few days Fallen Night will take place. And I already have everything planned. Lucious will watch out for me since his little conquest participates with Arabella.

He's been friends with Aurora since they were in diapers but lately they've been drifting. He's becoming a man whore even though he's quiet and she's into art to focus on her surroundings. She rather stay home when the holiday comes around but she enjoys getting her hands dirty once in a while so she decides to go with Arabella and Amora.

While Lucious keeps an eye open for Aurora and Amora I'll get their leader. Arabella. I'll spook her a bit then send her on her way. After that I'll keep fucking with her. Random texts. Random letters. And the gifts she always gave me leading up to the accident.

Teddy bears, notes, barretts, fake flowers.

I always kept them with me. I knew there'd come a day where I could use them against her. She may have come up with the idea of Fallen night but I play the game. And I always play to win.