Chapter 29
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Ever since Ronan walked out of his home three days ago he's never come back. Nobody knows where he is, I've been on edge because I know he's hurting,I know because I've been there,he loved his mother,he adored her.
He was closer to her than anybody else,so the fact that his father said she'd be disappointed cracked his heart. He might have looked like he didn't care but he did. He's hurting,he's hurting and I can feel that pain because I felt it with him everytime he longed for his mother.
I chew the clip of my pen.
Me: Ronan where are you?
This is the sixth text I've left him and still,no reply
"Hey."
Sam slides in next to me on my bed
"Hey."
I don't lift my head from the phone
"Kim, are you still texting Ronan? You know he's probably out there drinking and sleeping around right?"
"No. It's different this time,I feel..uneasy. I'm worried about him Sam."
"You shouldn't be and don't let Bran hear that." She mumbles
I place my phone down and seat cross legged.
"Sam, I've known Ron for a long time. I know he hurt me but I did hurt him too. I'm just worried that's all."
She's stares at me for long seconds
"You're weird Kim,a guy does all that to you and you still have it in you to care about his whereabouts."
I smile sadly
"It's Ronan we're talking about."
She tucks her lips in.
"Right."
"Hey.." Bran wraps his fingers around my chin "what's going on?"
I look into his eyes biting the inside of my cheek. I hug my books tightly to my chest
"I just.." I think twice about it and shake my head "It's nothing."
He moves in closer,his chest touching mine and my breath hitches
"You can tell me."
He searches my face
"I'm worried about Ronan" his face changes but I continue "what if something happened to him?"
He lets go of my chin and steps back
"You're worried about Ronan? After everything he's done?"
"I know but I just-"
"Are you being serious right now Kimberly?" He calls me by my full name
"Brandon..I just can't hate him okay? I know he's hurting somewhere out there, something's wrong." I point outside
"You still love him?" He runs a hand over his face
"No." I frown "I'm just worried that's all."
He bows his head,chin gluing to his chest,
"But you care about him."
"Well, well ye-"
"I should get going,I'll be late for practice."
He cuts me of and walks away.
I stare at his back, closing my eyes for a brief second.
Where are you Ron?
Brandon and I have been fighting a lot lately, another time,he caught me texting Ronan. He snatched my phone and read the countless messages I left him, he didn't take it well.
Xander and Lenny assured me he'd be okay,that he's a grown up and can take care of himself.
"You're wrecking your relationship because of Ronan, just stop it Kim."
"Could you please stop!" I bang my book on the dressing table
"I know you don't like him, you've never liked him Samantha,but I've been with him I know him,he's a good person."
"Okay okay fine." Sam lifts her hands in surrender
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell."
"It's okay, I'm sorry too for being so pushy. We're gonna find him Kim."
I smile at her
"Kim. Hey honey,how are you doing? It's so good to see you."
Bran's mother welcomes me in
"Hi,it's good to see you too."
"You're just in time for lunch, Brandon's upstairs."
"Thanks, I'll go up to find him."
"Sure."
I move up the stairs and head to Brandon's room,pushing it open,I enter inside
"Brandon?" I look around but there's no sign of him, I check his closet,still nothing.
The shower is running,he must be in there so I take a seat on his bed and grab a book from the desk.
I flip through it and a picture falls, picking it up I stare at a handsome man,he must be in his early forties. I check the back for any written info and there's nothing there
"That was my dad."
I startle at Brandon's voice, I look up and he's wet, droplets of water dripping from his hair to his chest,I follow the drop with my eyes and it dips into the towel wrapped around his hip bones. My eyes snap up to his
"Your dad?"
"Yes."
I take a look at the photo again,i put it back between the pages then place the book where I found it. I fold my hands on my laps
He turns for the wardrobe and grabs a pair of sweatpants and a shirt.
He then drops the towel to the floor and I hold my breath,his perfect ass in on full display.
He moves with confident steps,the side of his dick shows,he turns and I quickly move my eyes away. The moment I think he's not looking I move my eyes and my breath catches, damn it. He was waiting to catch me red handed. His eyes hold mine hostage
Don't look Kimberly
Don't look
Don't look!
My eyes defy me,they move to his dick and i sharply breath in. He starts moving with sure steps and my focus goes to his face.
He leans down caging me in with his hands on each side of my hips.
I don't know if it's the water but his green eyes seem to be sparkling.
He smells so good,freshly good. His shampoo and aftershave.
"You want it?"
"No." I whisper huskily
He takes in a breath from the mouth through greeted teeth.
"What a shame then huh?"
Then he pushes me back on the bed. I move backwards and he pulls me back by the ankles making me yelp.
"Brandon, no. Your mom's here."
"Like I fucking care."
I narrow my eyes
"I do."
"Let's test that theory shall we?"
He pulls down my shorts. I grab my panties in a steel hold
"Stop being stubborn, I told you I get to eat and fuck my pussy any time I want."
"And I said no."
I keep glaring, he stares at me with hard narrowed eyes. Brandon hates it when I tell him no,last time he stuffed his tongue in me in the library corner, I literally had to bite a book cover to stop myself from moaning loud.
He grabs the front of my panties and my eyes widen
"No." I shake my head and he smirks
"Told you baby,easy way or hard way."
Then he rips my panties making me gasp. My pussy hurts with the roughness of the material slicing through me.
He cups my pussy and then drags his middle finger up my slit.
Making me shiver
"Bran..no."
"This. Is mine."
He presses on my clit and start rubbing slowly. My back arches off the bed.
He moves his finger to my entrance circling slowly.
My insides starts thumping
"Mmm.." I writh
He teases me for a full minute and I start to shake, his mouth is closer to mine.
"but then I respect your decision."
He goes to stand but I wrap my legs around his waist locking him in
"No." I shake my head
"No what?"
"Kiss me, just kiss me."
He slams his lips on mine,the kiss laced with desperation and need.
"I want it."
I whisper between sloppy hungry kisses. He moves to sucking my neck and I wrap my hands around his neck pulling him into me.
He moves my shirt up and unclips my bra then sucks on my nipples.
He kisses my lips again and grabs his dick rubbing it up and down my slit. I moan into his mouth. Ready to plead if I have to, the itch is getting more and more worse
He's about to push in when a knock sounds at the door. I panic and push him off me.
"I told you!" I whisper-yell.
Cursing while grabbing my shorts and pulling them on
"Mom!" He grinds out
"Oh, sorry honey I didn't mean to disturb. Lunch is ready,can you please come down before the food gets cold."
He's about to say no so I jump in
"Sure Lydia we'll be right down."
I grab his clothes and throw them at him
"Put those on!"
He chuckles
