Eden High Series 2 Book 3 (2 page)

I’d even fought myself for him, was willing to give up my life’s plan. For the first few weeks we were together I’d not even opened my little book, hadn’t been interested. But then he’d started to change towards me. Nothing major at first, just little things, and I’d panicked. Plus I got the sense that his parents weren’t too fond of me and knowing the way he felt about them, especially his bitch of a mother, I’d gone into protection mode.

I had to look out for myself didn’t I? That’s the only reason I’d gone back to doing what I did best. Carter had been so easy. I always knew whenever we were in the same room together that it wouldn’t take much to get him in my bed. It hadn’t always been that way, but things changed after his sow of a wife lost a kid or something. And besides, fucking him was a two edged sword. I hate his fucking prissy bitch of a daughter with her designer everything. Daddy’s little princess! I never had that, why should she? I am more deserving.

So I’d worked my wiles on Carter, which hadn’t been too hard by then. He’d used the cover of bringing his brat of a daughter over to hang out with me, as if I’d be caught dead with that twit. But it hadn’t been too hard to get rid of her the first time I took daddy for the ride of his life.

I started him off slow because he was still a bit unsure. So a BJ in my walk-in closet, one I was sure his wife had never come close to was our first encounter. After that he was like Pavlov’s dog. I kept stringing him along because things with Jace hadn’t quite ended completely yet, and I’d learned from my earlier conquests, that the longer I made them wait, the hotter they were and the more I could get out of them.

It still surprises me that in this day and age these men aren’t more careful. They’d do anything to fuck an underage girl and I’ve been making bank because of their weakness. Carter was no different. The only difference was that I had someone in my life I cared about at the time.

I’d been very careful though, even more careful than I usually was. So there was no way that Jace or anyone else got even a whiff of what I was up to. But then one day Jace just stopped calling, and when I did catch up with him he’d been cold as ice. And the look he gave me, the way he shrugged away from me as if I were something foul, like he couldn’t bear for me to touch him, had sent panic racing through my heart.

He hurt me. For the first time since my stepdad suspected I was trying to kill his brat I’d felt real fear. He was the only one to ever make me feel so exposed. Like he could see into the heart of what I am. I’d never been ashamed of anything I’d done until Jace, until he turned away from me without even a word of explanation.

I did everything I could to get him to talk to me, to get to the bottom of whatever it was that was bothering him. He’d cut me off completely, not even a word and it wasn’t long before his friends had gone back to shunning me. I hated the feeling of being alone, exposed, unloved, and nothing I did would change his mind.

If only I knew what it was that had set him off I could’ve fixed it. I was always good at getting people to see things my way if given half a chance. But then that bitch Sian had to show up here and spoil everything. I wish she’d died in that alley. Next time she won’t be so lucky.

Fixing the pillow beneath my head I glared at the wall as I tried for the thousandth time to sort it out. I imagined Jace and I walking the halls at school arm in arm. Everyone would be so envious, the way it should be. He and I make sense together, not that short ugly bitch. Her dad isn’t even in the industry, they’re not one of us.

Just the thought of her makes me sick to my stomach. Why her? She was so different from me, with her small town Little Bo Peep bullshit. I fucking hate her guts. The pain in my hand jolted me and I realized I was twisting the sheets so hard my knuckles had gone white.

I made myself relax and tried to calm down but my heart still raced with anger. Nothing I’ve tried so far has worked. And Jace sticks so close to her that I’m sure it would be hard to get near her now. He watches over her like she’s something special, something he never did with me. The way he touches her, looks at her and everyone can see it, even me. I’ll be sure to make her pay for that too.

The last few weeks have been a nightmare with that parasite here. I had no doubt that if she were out of the picture I could win Jace back and things would go back to the way they use to be. I’ll just have to come up with another plan, but one way or another I’m gonna get rid of her ass for good.

SHANE

***

“Shane you have to go before my parents catches you here.” She whispered and looked towards the door as if she expected it to bust open any minute. I could hear them moving around outside beyond her door, but instead of fear, it amped up my horny factor. She tried fighting me off while I was teasing her into letting me have her before heading off to school.

“Shh, if you stay quiet they won’t even know I’m here.” I didn’t give her a chance to argue. I’d been fingering her to readiness while she was worrying about getting caught, and she was primed.

She was like a fucking drug. Last night I’d had her on my bed after we did our homework, but I woke up this morning with a raging hard on that won’t quit. I could’ve rubbed one out in the shower, but that wouldn’t have been the same. Last time I’d had blue balls all day until I was able to corner her at lunch for a little foreplay.

No way was I going to put myself through that shit again. So after a quick shower I’d driven over here a few hours early and parked out of sight.

The plan was to grab a quickie then climb out the window and go around to the front door. Her parents were accustomed to me picking her up in the mornings, they knew we were dating, but I’m sure they had no idea I’d taken their daughter’s virginity.

Although her dad was one of my teachers, I had no doubt that a failing grade would be the least of my worries if he caught me in her bed. “Get up baby, I’ll try to be quick.” I helped her onto her hands and knees and got behind her, slipping into her heat.

I got my hand over her mouth just in time to catch her scream. “Hush baby.” I listened for any movement outside the door and once it was clear I started to move again. The damn bed was noisy as fuck. “Wait, hold on.” I pulled out which was monumental on my part. Felt like I was about to blast.

I helped her onto the floor and went back in harder this time. “Shit!” I have no reason for why she feels better than anyone else ever has. No reason why she went from being not my type to just the right girl for me. Even when I’m in her it’s her sweet nature that keeps me captivated.

That shyness that’s so endearing. I have to tell her what to do, how to move. And her body, the way it reacts to me, that’s no act. “Baby let me take off the rubber please, I wanna feel you.” She was shaking her head before I was through talking.

“No, I can’t… too risky…don’t stop.” Her body shook as she lost control. I was tempted, so tempted to pull out and take that shit off, but I had no doubt she’d cut me off if I tried. Damn. “Okay but after I cum I’m taking it off and coming back in, I need to feel you.”

She wasn’t even paying me any mind. She just threw her head back against my shoulder and pushed her ass back against me hard. I bit into her shoulder to keep from growling out loud and off loaded in the skins. Her breasts filled my hands as I rode out the last of the orgasm.

She has the most amazing climaxes. Her pussy squeezes down around me while the rest of her shakes like she’d been hit by a cattle prod. I love it, it’s one of those things that has me coming back for more time and time again. “That’s it baby, wasn’t that good?” She flopped her upper body down to the carpet and fought for her next breath.

True to my word as soon as she was done cumming, I withdrew and pulled the rubber off before slamming back into her. I knew I was taking a risk, I should probably have shaken off some more, but I needed the feel of her skin against mine. It’s what I was here for.

Only when I felt the heat of her, the warm silk of her pussy lining against my cock was all right in my world again. I pushed in and out and reached around to find her clit. Her ass was still in the air and her head down on the floor so I had her open and at my mercy.

My cock was soon back to its full hardness and I tried to distract her by playing around her ass with my finger. I’m a shit boyfriend. If I told her I was going to pull out she’d do what she always does, panic and make me get a rubber. So I’ll just show her. Was it so bad that I wanted to feel her?

“Tammy honey it’s time to get up, you’ll be late for school.” I stopped mid-stroke at her mother’s voice coming through the door. Tammy became a statue and I could all but feel the cold fear in her. “Answer her.” I leaned over and whispered in her ear as softly as I could.

“Okay mom I’m up, just getting my clothes ready.” My dick jumped and I started moving again. The look she threw over her shoulder at me promised serious retribution. “Okay don’t be long. Breakfast will be ready in ten minutes.”

“Thank fuck.” She walked away down the hallway and my balls climbed out of my ass. “Shane we should stop.”

“Not a chance baby, I’ll be careful.” Ten minutes wasn’t enough but it’s all I had. All it took was me running my hands over her body, palming her fleshy tits and just imagining doing her again soon and I was ready to blast.

“Cum baby, quick, hurry.” Nibbling her ear was always good for getting her off so I did and she came. I pulled out and came in her back while holding her in place with a hand on her fine ass. I placed the lightest kiss in the middle of her back and got to my feet. “Babe get a move on.”

I smacked her ass to get her moving since it looked like I’d fucked her into a coma. “Get moving babe, you don’t want your mom coming back up here. Was the door locked?” I hadn’t even checked when I snuck in here.

“No you maniac, now get out of here.”

“I can’t go to school with salty balls. Grab me a washcloth so I can get cleaned up.” She got to her feet and opened the door, peeking around it to make sure the coast was clear. She put her finger to her lips for quiet and snuck down the hall.

I listened to the water running and wondered if I could sneak down the hall and join her. Better not risk it, I was already pushing it as it is. I went through my phone as I waited for her feeling guilty as hell. Jace had asked me to do him a solid. We all knew that Liz was Mandy’s lackey so he’d asked me to unblock her for the time being so we could keep tabs on her skanky ass.

Of course he’d told me I should let Tam in on what I was doing, he figured she’d understand. Hah, she’s sweet alright, except when it comes to one of my exes. Then she becomes my tigress. I wasn’t about to fuck with that. We were still too new and Tam was so different from anyone I’d ever fucked with before I wasn’t sure how she’d react. Fucking friends. I’m pretty sure he wouldn’t have asked Sian to do this shit, she’d have his balls. But Jace was my boy, he’s always had my back so this was the least I could do. Hopefully it wouldn’t get me into too much trouble with my girl.

I was playing around with the idea of telling her when she came back into the room in her towel. “Lock the door this time.” I pulled another hated rubber from the jeans on the floor and jumped her.

STANLEY

***

“Look at him, thinks he’s fucking something. You know she’s only with him because of who his family is right? Probably thinks he’s gonna make her a star or some shit, just like all the other stupid bitches in this town.” The anger was getting out of control again. I could feel it happening but couldn’t seem to put the brakes on. I didn’t really care anymore anyway. I’ve had enough of this shit.

“Dude, what the fuck is up with you?”

“What?”

“Lately you’ve been acting like an ass. What, did Sanders hit you too hard at practice or something? You’re being a douche.”

“Why, because I don’t have my head up his ass like the rest of you? My old man’s just as important as his you know.”

“Only in your dreams. Look, you’ve had a hard-on for Jace since like the sixth grade. He’s already checked your ass too many times to count and we both know you can’t take him. If I were you I’d give it a rest, unless you have a death wish.”

Maybe that’s exactly what I have. I walked away and left Alex lacing up. My head felt tight and it was hard to breathe through the band around my chest. I’d been feeling this way for days now with no let up. Everywhere I turned I felt trapped, like something big and heavy was about to fall on me and crush me like a bug. For weeks now I could feel myself spiraling downward faster and faster but I thought I could control it. Lately I’m not so sure anymore.

I should call someone, tell them what was going on with me, but what’s the point? I’ll be good for a little while only to go through this same thing again in a few weeks or at the most a month. This is such bullshit. It’s supposed to be the best time of my life, eighteen years old, the last year of high school. I’d always looked forward to this as the time to let loose and party. Instead my life is unraveling and instead of late night parties and weekend benders with my friends, I’m little more than an outcast and a laughingstock for the real jocks.

Maybe I should just get the hell out of this town, out from under Jace Sanders’ shadow. It pisses me off that everyone else here seems perfectly okay to play second fiddle to the guy, like who the fuck is he? He’s no better than the rest of us. We all drive nice cars, well except for the poor fucks who are only here because daddy or mommy are minimum wage making bottom feeding teachers, they don’t count anyway. But even they were in his corner. The fucking golden boy, everybody’s prince.

I watched him now with the new girl surrounded by their lackeys, like a king and queen holding court or some shit. I wish I could just wipe him off the face of the earth. Make him feel half of what I do, always on the outside looking in. Even that fat ass redhead I use to rag on was part of his crowd now, while he couldn’t even be bothered to spare me a glance in passing.

They were all together laughing it up, so what’s new? He, Shane and the new kid Jared with their sluts were thick as thieves. I hate that Jared kid too. Asshole had the nerve to tell me to stay away from his sister. I glared at them with all the pent-up anger I felt and fought myself back from going after them now. Too many witnesses.

I flexed my arms and said my daily mantra under my breath. I knew if I went after him now his boys would jump me before I even made it to his side, fucking assholes. And what the fuck did Alex know? Jace and I were friends once. Granted that was a long time ago when we were much younger. But I was his friend before any of the others.

Back then it was our parents who used to force us together. It was a well-hidden fact that the kids of the leading powers in Hollywood stuck together and there was no room for outsiders. Now everything was different and it was all Jace’s fault. He was the one who’d broke rank, who had to be everybody’s fucking friend, even the lowly underdog. We were supposed to be different solely because of our birthright. Everyone else envied us, shit they were even making reality shows about people like us. But not Jace, the son of the wealthiest family in town and he had to be mother fucking Teresa.

His life always was a little different from the rest of us, especially the way his parents coddled him. They were different from the rest of the parents around here. Always there for his games and whatever else the stupid school had going on. That shit just showed up the rest of us who had less than devoted parental units. His mom use to bake cookies and shit, while the rest of us were going home everyday to pill popping addicts who barely remembered our names.

Even the teachers fawned all over him. Probably because his dad donated a lot of money, but so did my old man. At least he says he does, but knowing his lying ass he’s probably being less than honest about that. He never showed for any of my games, never showed any real interest in me period. Not like Mr. Sanders. He was proud of his son, everybody knew it, it was hard to miss. Jace always had the best cars, the latest gadget the best of everything. The rest of us might come from money, but there was money and then there was Sanders kind of money.

He’s such a sanctimonious prick, he had everyone fooled into believing that money wasn’t everything to him. He was always the first to offer to help anyone in need. Like he was trying out for sainthood or some shit. But even though I always disliked him just a little even as kids, we used to be tight. At least I thought we were.

But then he started acting like he was better than the rest of us, especially me. Always giving me shit about bullying the little shits who didn’t belong here. It was no big deal as far as I was concerned, I was just having some fun. It wasn’t like I was hurting anyone, they were just words. I hadn’t graduated to pounding dumb fuckers into the ground yet in those days.

Then one day I was picking on some asshole with busted shoes and he got all holier than thou. He seemed to think that these blood sucking poverty-stricken kids from the other side of town were just like the rest of us when we all knew they weren’t. Sanctimonious prick, I’d like to smash his face in.

He even went so far as to befriend the kid, taking him to his house and shit. Like that was going to change anything. The kid didn’t even hang around long after that. But that didn’t make Jace change his opinion of me. I’m sure those parents of his that looked down on everyone else, had something to do with it. With the way he just cut me off and acted like I was nothing. They’d never had me over again, not even when everyone else was invited to their precious son’s birthday parties.

Since then he’s been giving me the cold shoulder and a wide berth. I’d long since given up trying to get back into his good graces, fuck him, but it still burned. Because of him others had started treating me like shit too, even fucking Shane who met Jace long after me. No doubt he had told them not to talk to me, why else would they treat me like a fucking dog?

Now they’re the ‘in crowd’ and I was left out in the cold. Even after I’d made an ass of myself trying to get back in his good graces, that asshole had barely spared me a glance, like he was better than me. So what his family had a few more millions than mine did, my family’s still as important as his no matter what these idiots around here think.

The fierce anger built almost out of control as I watched the golden couple walk across the field hand in hand, grinning at each other like they didn’t have a care in the world. The rage was barely contained and only because there were too many eyes on me. I was long past the point of caring if he could take me or not. Next time we faced off he wasn’t going to walk away breathing. I thought of the gun hidden in my locker with a smirk.

My eyes turned to the girl at his side. I wasn’t able to hold back the sneer on my face but no one was looking, they were too busy laughing and having a good time like my life wasn’t fucked. The air sawed in and out of my lungs as the pressure built. I folded my fists as thought of what I wanted to do to her coursed through my head. I bet she won’t be laughing when I get my hands on her, stupid bitch.

Why couldn’t she have given me a chance? That day she’d come on to me I knew I’d beaten Jace at last, I could all but taste the victory. Finally I would have something the great Jace Sanders wanted. It would’ve been so good. But then he’d dragged her away and they’d gone off together and she’d come back wrapped around him with fucking hickeys on her neck like a bitch in heat just like the rest of them.

That brought to mind the other stupid bitch who was still on his dick. Her I’ll be sure to take care of special. She was just as bad as Jace, treating me like I was beneath her. Thinks she could use me and then give me the brush off. She wasn’t even Hollywood royalty, just the stepdaughter of one of the town’s elite, not blood. I think she forgot where she came from, or I guess she thinks no one knows or remembers. I can’t wait to remind her that she was nothing. Just another gutter rat with a slut mother who’d fucked her way to the top.

I sent one last glare their way before making my way onto the field. The game used to mean something to me, used to be my only escape. But then Jace had to take that from me too. He always had to outshine me. It was like the guy was deliberately sabotaging my happiness. I heard their laughter behind me. No doubt they were talking about me again. I’m gonna make them all pay.