Chapter 38
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"I told you not to meet with that fuck."
"I was careful."
"You don't know what he's capable of Kim. I told you to stay away from him, listen to me when I tell you it's for your own good."
Oh but he's mad. No, Angry.
"You won't expose yourself to that bastard again do you understand?"
He grabs my arms and I wince,
Pause.
he squeezes a bit again and I wince. Again.
He starts to pull off my long sleeve shirt but I stop him. He glares at me and I shrink back, he lifts it and this time I let him.
I remain in a bra and he examines my arms, dark bruises mark my skin.
I've been hiding them very well under long sleeve shirts, they're from when Ronan forcefully grabbed me.
"He fucking did this to you?"
His whole demeanor changes
"Yes, but It's not that bad,it's nothing."
"This isn't nothing Kim. I'm going to kill him."
"No." I halt him by the hand
"Please no. It's not worth it getting into trouble for."
"Of course it is,he hurt you,he hurt what's mine."
"Baby.." I place my hand on his cheek
"Don't, he might use anything you do as an advantage to get you in trouble. He doesn't matter, I don't want to be away from you."
"He hurt you. He better fucking pray."
"Bran..let it go." I trace his lips "Take the pain away,mark me with your own marks."
I lick my lips
"I belong to you and only you."
His nostrils flare. I get on my tip-toes and rest my hand at his nape
"Fuck him off my body."
He lifts me with one hand and I instinctely wrap my legs around his waist.
He marks and fucks me like he always does, because I'm his any nobody else's.
RONANA
I hurt Kim,I hurt her just so I could unhurt myself. I love her and I'd do anything for her,the hurt on her face when she realized I manipulated her and used her. I don't blame her for breaking up with me, I hurt her,I changed,I robbed her of the love and best friend of her life, which was the old me.
Dad was right,mom would be so disapponted. Kim hates me,she hates me and I hate it, I would rather let her go than have her hate me for the rest of her life.
I need to make it right, I've been following her, waiting for the perfect time to talk to her, it's wrong I know. It slaps a stalker label on my forehead,but what options do I have? She doesn't answer or reply to my calls and messages. She even went to lengths of blocking me, social medias included,so you see? No options.
Finally. Sam leaves for God knows where,that little vicious minx would cut my dick off before I even get to utter a single word in Kim's direction.
I climb off my bike,I'm about to storm in her direction when Brandon appears making me halt.
She smiles up at him and he leans down to kiss her on the lips and then her neck.
My jaw clenches and my eyes narrow.
And then an idea hits me. Huh. Why didn't I think of this sooner, I stay in the same house with the bastard,might as well take advantage.
I smirk and drive away on my bike
It's about midnight,I know Kim's not here because it's hard not to know. Everytime she's here there's screaming and moaning and grunts and groans.
I almost flung the door when I heard her screaming,I thought he was hurting her only to hear her say "hurt me,fuck me like it's your last" and the cocky bastard replied with a chuckle and
"never say my last because this pussy is mine for life."
My blood boiled and I wanted to slit his throat when she moaned "I'm yours."
I turned to leave and found my father leaning against the wall with his hands folded on his chest and legs crossed at the ankles, he pushes off the wall, pats me on the shoulder and says
"A real man knows when to stop and back off, when two people fuck like that,"
he eyes Brandon's door
"you know they own each other in ways deeper than words can explain and it's the end."
then he walks away, leaving me in a what the fuck state and my dignity in my own hands. Throw it or own it.
I knock on Brandon's door and he opens up probably thinking it's his mother or Kim. The moment he does I pummel my fist into his face, I take his shock as advantage and hit him again.
"What the fuck?" He grunts
I advance towards him and hit him again and again until I realize he's not hitting me back
"Why won't you hit me back? Fight me!"
I punch him again and then I push him away . He grunts and sits on the floor leaning his back to the wall.
My chest heaves and I'm breathing hard.
I sit across from him, mirroring his posture. There's silence for a few minutes
"Why won't you fight me?"
"Because I know what I stole from you. I stole something worth than diamond, Kimberly is so much more,both in and outside. She's a beautiful soul,one you crave and can't get enough of,you just want to take and take."
I stare at him, fucking Brandon all sweets and colors, fuck.off
"She was mine first."
"I know. But she's mine now,I'm not going to let her go,I'd rather die and she feels the same too. We've engraved ourselves under each other's skin to the point you'll have to cut us open untill we bleed just to claw us out."
I think his words over. No matter how hard I deny it the fact still remains, I've never seen Kimberly this happy,her eyes sparkle everytime she lays them on him.
If he makes her happy then I'll have to let her go because God knows I want Kimberly to be happy,I couldn't offer her that, even when I pulled that stunt convincing myself I'd make her happier than he did. I was proven wrong,I saw the pretence and misery in her eyes,she didn't choose me out of love but guilt and fear. I'll never put her in that position again.
"She loved me."
His eyes find mine
"She loved me but she's in love with you. I want her to be happy,I'll sacrifice my happiness for her if I have to."
"He finally gets it." He smirks
I stand and stare down at him.
"Take care of her,hurt her and I'll rip your throat open."
He nods and I leave his room, my father's words replaying in my head
"A real man knows when to stop."
