Chapter 12
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"Kim. We must go, no we should go,no that doesn't sound right too,yes"
she slams her hand on the table "we are going."
I sigh and open my mouth to speak but before I can say anything
"No no nope,we are going and that's final besides someone might snatch Ron away from you."
"Sam. Stop trying to paint me as a boring person,all I wanted to say was yes we definitely are going besides, Ron would never do that to me again so stop."
I instantly feel guilty at my own statement, Ron made a mistake once but I did twice and here I am still thinking about that same mistake, wanting, hoping it to repeat.
After school Ronan drives me home and then picks me up the next morning. The whole week goes by with the same routine.
It's Saturday afternoon,thee Saturday which is Xander's party day. I dress casually; a jean,ankle boots a crop top paired with a fluffy jumper and i tie my hair in a high ponytail then style the edges.
I walk out of my bedroom by six pm,my curfew being eleven pm.
"Bye mom,I'll be back by eleven."
"Bye sweetie I love you and no drinking."
"Yes mom..." I trail off at the last part rolling my eyes. She always reminds me.
The whole place is packed, people linger outside doing all sorts of different things. We make our way inside and it's worse,
"Is the whole freaking school here?"
I shout over the music. Sam turns
"I think so! Who wouldn't?"
"They really did book this place just for a party didn't they?"
Sam looks around the place then nods
"Yep. Definitely did."
We make our way through the crowd.
"Hey!"
Lenny jumps on us from behind,each hand around our shoulders.
"Guess who the day saver,no I meant to say night saver is?"
He slurs, he must be really drunk because Lenny and I haven't spoken more than ten words to each other. He's a bit of a jerk.
ps: I hate jerks
He leads us to the far corner, the football team is seated there and the cheerleaders,both team A and team B but separately,you can tell there's two groups.
"Look what I found."
He makes a show of looking side to side at both of us.
Xander comes from behind us with a red cup in hand. He grabs Lenny's hand and squeezes then drops it violently.
"Ou ou. Damn it Xander, what was that for?"
He slides his hand from around my shoulder and grabs his red hand which was around Sam.
"Might wanna keep that hand where it belongs Lenny or else squeezing it will be the least bit of your worries."
He says flatly as he flops himself on the sofa.
I literally smile then tuck my lips in. Looks like Sam's points are going higher, gosh I'm so rooting for that ship to sail.
Sam blushes making a very awkward pose, damn she's got it bad huh. Sam is a vicious little witch,she's not all softy softy bullshit.
"Hey beautiful."
Ronan stands and grabs my neck leaning in for a kiss. Then he walks me to the sofa and seats me next to him. Sam follows and seats beside me.
The evening goes by perfectly,dancing, singing along,games and then my perfect little bubble pops.
Brandon walks in with Bree, he greets everyone then sits dragging Bree with him on his lap. Unimaginable jealousy strikes me ten fold. I run my tongue up my front teeth trying my best to control my emotions but fail miserably.
"Kim!" Sam shouts in my ear.
"What?"
I wiggle a finger in my ear,is she trying to pop my eardrum or what.
"I said your favorite song is being played,let's go dance."
I hear her but something distracts me. Brandon and Bree kissing, swiping tongues,she smiles between kisses and my blood boils,he's kissing her the way he kissed me
"Kim" I hear Sam's voice in the background
His hand moves to her butt then he squeezes, I feel that one squeeze shoot straight to my heart.
"Huh." Sam says,I look at her
"Huh what?"
I ask and she makes a show of looking at me then Bran repeating the motion twice.
"Now I see it,I knew it!" She narrows her eyes
"Sam..."
I look around nervously, she's such a big mouth,she'd call me out openly and realize her mistake afterwards.
"Don't worry, I'm keeping the dirty secrets all to myself." She looks me up and down
"It was just three times." I whisper
"Three?" She looks at me with wide shocked eyes
"I didn't mean the first one,but the second and third...you know what? It doesn't matter."
"You little whore." She smirks and folds her arms on her chest.
"Anyway,they say those who hate each other fuck each other better."
I slam my hand on her mouth and she laughs in my palm.
Another hit song starts playing and she jumps.
"We can't let this one slide. Come on!"
She drags me to the center of the room. We start dancing and swaying. I see someone coming behind her, he looks familiar-right, he's from school, Patrick the basketball captain. He wraps his hands around Sam's middle,
"Hi Samantha, I hope you don't mind."
"Hi"
she looks over her shoulder
"I don't."
And then starts grinding herself against him. I see Xander looking at the door then his eyes move to-and....stop. He puts his cup down slowly,too slow. Then he gets up from the seat and starts heading towards us.
He grabs Patrick by the nape and whispers something in his ear.
Ouuuu! That must hurt!
Patrick lifts his hands from Sam's waist in a surrender kind of way,
Xander pats his shoulder hard. Then he replaces him behind Sam, poor guy.
He flips his cap backwards and places his hands on her waist. Believe me,Xander is hot,he's so good looking and he's tall and well built,built in a so hot out of the gym model magazine. Something must have happened,a spark or whatever. Sam turns around,she gasps in surprise,her lips parting.
"Xander? Where's.."
she looks around him but he grabs her jaw bringing her attention back to his face
"The only person you should be looking for is me Sammy."
She must be shell shocked because she doesn't say anything,she just stares at him like he's some alien. He smiles showing his two panty dropping dimples.
"You look so beautiful tonight." Sam blushes and they stare into each other's eyes.
Well I think I'm over invading so I turn and keep dancing and swaying to the music,I lift my hands up and slide down the other on my body in a slow sensual motion while I drop halfway down then go up in an S like symbol. My phone vibrates in my jeans but I keep dancing,it vibrates again and I decide to check, it might be Killian saying goodnight. My heart pounds fast when I see unknown number,I quickly open the message
Unknown number: You drive me crazy with your beauty, I wish I could just touch you right now but it's not the right moment or place.
Unknown number: you look so sexy when you dance with your eyes closed. Will you dance for me in private my little pawn?
My heart pounds and blood rushes to my head, I cautiously scan my surroundings,I turn all directions looking for anybody watching or looking at me suspiciously. Panic grips me,I look at Sam and she's oblivious to my panic mode,besides,she's having a good time,one she's been waiting for for two years and I'm not going to be a bad and selfish best friend by ruining it for my own benefit.
I push through the crowd of dancing drunk and sweaty people. I finally make it to one empty bathroom upstairs, I brace my hands on the sink and count to five, deep breaths Kim,deep breaths. I lift my phone and read through the messages again,each time feels worse than the first, fear, absolute fear.
The door opens and I jump back holding my phone to my chest. Instead of some unfamiliar serial killer face, someone else steps inside and locks the door. Brandon.
I relax and release a breath of relief,placing a palm on my heart.
He watches me careful like I'm a stray animal. We stare at each other for a few seconds in complete silence. He then steps closer to me
"Hey.."
he reaches me and places a hand on my upper arm and the other on my cheek, he looks me straight in the eyes.
"Ki-"
I pull away from him, cutting off whatever he was going to say. His expression changes from concerned to angry. He reaches for me again and I do the same thing, pull away. His jaw clenches to tight I'm afraid it will snap
"Kimberly." He hisses "Stop fucking pulling away from me."
He says with a very well pissed tone.
"No!" My voice comes out weak, I want him to touch me but don't at the same time
"What the fuck do you mean no? Fuck "no"."
He pulls me by the arm and I slap his hand away.
"I said no! Don't touch me!" Tears sting my eyes "please don't touch me. What do you want?"
