What's Mine

Theron’s Point of View

The blonde girl I was unreasonably fixated on… she was my brother’s girlfriend. My chest tightened, and I leaned back in my seat, unsure how I felt about this, but it didn’t sit well with me.

I knew Thorne.

He was too selfish, too reckless. Good girls were never his type—they were dull, and boring, and for someone as egotistical and selfish as Thorne, I couldn’t help but feel there was a reason he chose her.

And I want to know that reason.

Today, Eden wore a dull grey sweatshirt and faded denim trouser. Her blond hair that usually fell over her back was held in a messy bun, a change as simple as that still drew my attention like a moth to flame.

I leaned forward, as my eyes followed the loose strands of her hair, as they kissed her thin, flawless, and delicate neck.

Her neck was small, fragile, made me tempted to reach for it, and grab it, I was certain I could break it, if I wanted to. It was just the right length, clean without blemish—like a fruit, and sinful hunger stir up inside me., the urge to reach for her neck and bite it.

Excitement coursed through me, as I imagined her reaction if I were to suddenly get up from my seat to taste the delicate and fair skin of her neck, to bite it. I would love to see the fear flicker in her eyes at first, before they lose focus from just how much pleasure was flooding through her.

I want to bite her, nibble on her skin until it’s raw, and it breaks, and bleed.

Cover her with the marks of my desire, until she is completely mine, and out of reach for Thorne.

“You have five minutes to the end of the quiz.” The teacher suddenly announced, looking directly at me, as if trying to tell me to write.

He noticed that the whole time I had been looking at Eden, and I didn’t mind, I stared at her, shamelessly, but not for the reason he was assuming. I wasn’t copying her work. I was done.

I was just waiting for the clock to tick down, and now we have five extra minutes… well, that could work to my advantage.

I grabbed my sheets and stood up, almost soundlessly, I strolled towards the teacher and handed him the test sheet.

“Don’t wonder too far off,” His voice stopped me as I reached for the door. “We will be done soon, and the class is not over.”

“I need to use the washroom.” I smiled briefly at the man before exiting the classroom anyways, but instead of the bathroom, I went in search of Thorne.

I heard he had chemistry, so the lab was a safe bet. If I followed this path, I’d catch him before he heads to his next class.

“Your girlfriend still won’t soften up?” I heard a boy’s voice, and then a light mocking laugh, similar to a hyena’s. “You know you are owing us some money if she doesn’t have sex with you.”

Some people were approaching this area already, and judging from the footsteps, I could tell they were three in number.

“Stevie, don’t mock him.” Another boy said with a huff.

“A bet is a bet, Thorne, you remember, ten grand if you lose.”

“Shut the hell up.” I heard Thorne’s voice now, and he sounded very angry. A smirk tugged at my lips, in a way I could already understand what they were talking about.

His voice continued proudly. “I got hooked up with her sister though.”

“Her sister?” They continued their conversation. “That’s cold.”

I waited patiently for them, their voice got closer as they descended the stairs.

“It won’t take much before she breaks, and when she does, I’ll be fucking both sisters, y—”

He didn’t finish the statement, or rather--he couldn’t when his silver eyes met mine.

He froze and horror flickered in his eyes, the muscles on his face tightened and he stopped dead in his tracks, too afraid to come any closer.

“Who the hell are you, dude?” The boy on his right asked offensively, his brown hair fell over his eyes. “You got a problem?”

“No, wait.” Thorne grabbed his shoulder, holding him in place. “That’s my brother.”

“Your brother?” They both chorused, fear also flickering in their eyes, and for a moment I wondered what they heard about me. “The one you said will be transferring here?”

“Yes.” He sucked in a deep breath. “What are you doing here?”

“That’s harsh,” I smirked, taking a step forward, and this time, the three of them moved back. “Are you saying I can’t check up on my little brother, even though we are in the same school?”

“Check up on me? I promised Mom I was going to stay away from you,” he said, voice low, reminding me. “Isn’t it the same for you?”

“I won’t hurt you.” I sighed, too bad I already promised father I wasn’t going to kill him, at least within the school premises. “Send your minions away for a walk, I want to have a word with you.”

“We won’t go anywhere, until we are certain that Thorne is safe.” One of them said.

“Steve, Nick, please excuse us for a minute.” He said with a small frown on his face, and hesitantly, his friends walked off, glaring at me as they did. “My friend’s saw you with me, so even if you think of touching a single hair on my head they will talk.”

“I will save my strength, perhaps, I have no intention of going to prison,” I smirked. “I found some very intriguing flower in the garden of this school, I thought perhaps you could help me with it.”

“What the hell are you talking about?” His eyes narrowed at me.

“A girl named Eden seemed to have piqued my interest.” I confessed, and his eyes widened. “She is pretty, sweet, and has a lovely neck.”

“You’re in Eden’s class?” He asked suddenly flaring towards me, the fear that was in his eyes was instantly replaced by anger. “Stay away from her!”

“Why?” I asked, my voice low, lips curling into a slow, taunting smirk.

“She is mine,” He growled in my face. “We are dating.”

The word ‘mine’ was so annoying, and triggering that I felt my hands closed in a fist, but shrugged off the anger as I tilted my head, and the air around us tensed.

“But is she?” I murmured, almost sweetly. “Is she really ’yours’ if you haven’t claimed her the only way that matters?”

His body jerked forward, I could tell he understood what I meant.

“You don’t get to call a woman yours until you’ve seen the color of her panties soaked through with her desire of you… and then ripped them off with your teeth.”