~Genevieve~
You won't know when your life is about to flip upside down. It all happens suddenly. It could be a year
Six months
Days
Minutes
Or even seconds
But mine didn't take any of these. It only took a binding agreement. A "yes I do" and "Till death do us apart" agreement. A marriage.
Then I'm trapped. Maybe If I had known, it wouldn't have ended up this way.
Maybe I would have run away when I had the chance to. Maybe I shouldn't have met him. But the thing about maybe's is that they don't exist. They are useless.
It's only a year more. Just a year and I'll be off to Harvard. Where I'll be free from the wrath of Ryder Saint. Where I'll change my lifestyle and be more of myself. Like the life I envisioned when I just moved into this city. The beautiful and serene life without a Ryder in it. A year more and I'll say goodbye to all of this.
I took in a deep breath when mum pulled into the school driveway. It's a little bit empty but that's expected seeing it's the first day of school after the long summer holidays. Not everyone's boring like me who spent the whole summer inside her bedroom and making occasional trips to the kitchen to make ice cream. Aside from that, I like to be early. Something I inherited from my mum. She would say Early is on time and on time is late.
"You didn't have to drive me mum. I could have taken the bus" I managed to say "You might miss your appointment"
"Family first Genie, family first" she smiled and I did the same. Mum has high cheekbones and a tall, slender, model-like figure that makes my awkward, seventeen-year-old body look like a potato in comparison. I strive to be her when I grow up. Not only in the looks department but also the hard work and the personality.
"Perhaps it's time I get a driving lesson so I could use my car" I say
"Baby, are you sure you're okay with this? You don't have to do this, you know. James totally understands he won't be mad if…"
James the guy mom's currently seeing. Wait, aren't they too old for the girlfriend and boyfriend's title? He got me a car for my seventeenth birthday, while I consider it too much. I mean, who gets a sports car for their girlfriend's daughter's birthday. He's as busy as hell but from the few times we've met I could tell he's a good guy. And from the way my mom looks up at him I can tell he's the one.
"Mum" I interrupted her before she goes on any further
"I won't have you driving me around if I go off to college"
"I could if you choose a school closer" she smiled. " You don't have to do this soon you know"
I nodded. I've been afraid of being behind the wheels since I had that accident ten years back. The details of that day are a bit hazy but I remember that it was raining. I was dressed in my best dress and on our way to Nana's birthday.
"I just think it's time I let go of my fears, it's been ten years"
"Genevieve," She said, then pulled me into a warm hug. When she pulls back her eyes shine with unshed tears.
"You have no idea how happy I am right now"
"It's Genie in school mum. Just Genie" And before she could say anything "That's what everyone calls me" I quickly added.
"I won't want to hurt James dumping his present in the garage for long"
"He will be thrilled to hear this" She smiled again and that's when the tears started falling. She made no effort to wipe them now.
"Speaking of James" She continued "I'll be meeting up with him this night and might be late so don't wait up and lock all the windows"
I nodded. "Tell him I said hi" And for the first time since we've arrived I looked around me. More cars are arriving by now.
"I should probably go in now and get settled" I pull my backpack from the backseat.
"Call me when you get home and don't forget your medications" she called as I stepped out of the car clutching the straps of my backpack.
"Bye" I waved at her as she pulled out and drove off. I watched as her car faded into the distance.
Now, I'm on my own. I resisted the urge to call her back and take me away from here. My fears are coming back to me. Ryder Saint. I stare into the massive building of Evergreen High School before me. Rich influential people sent their children to this school so they could get a good start early in their lives. For all I know my mum is rich enough to afford it. The building which holds one of my greatest fears.
Avoid Ryder Saint
I told myself one last time. I always recite the word each morning like it's some psalm to save me from him. But it never did work. Nothing has ever prevented Ryder from his prey which I unfortunately happen to be one. Since the first day I set my eyes on him he decided to hate me and had my name down in his book. My mere sight infuriates him and he uses every minute to point this out.
"Genevieve, the worst name I'll ever be hearing," he once said. That day, I hated myself and hated my name.
I stride through the huge walls of Evergreen High mimicking other student's confidence. It's hard enough when I already fall out of place. They chat amongst each other like old friends reuniting after the
summer. Like how Zara Thompson and Fred James split after dating each other since elementary class. Once again I'm reminded love doesn't take it all. Or Charlotte Lynch who got pregnant during over the summer.
Yet, I stand out as a loner.
Again.
Usually I would walk these halls with my best friend Lexi beside me but she just came back from Brazil last night with her family. I'm not sure she'll be making it to school today. In the meantime, I'm all on my own surrounded by people who hate me and probably pretend I don't exist. No one wants to go near Ryder's prey. That's the thing there, Once Ryder adds you to his hate list, the whole school goes against you. If not the whole world. He's their god and they play to his tune. The tune he's playing now is a hate campaign against Genevieve McConnell.
I heard their little whispers as I walked past them.
"Thinks she's all pretty now"
"Bet Ryder's pleased to see her" I tried not to let those words get to me. Not today, those words won't get to me. It's a new session and I won't let their little talk ruin the first day for me.
"Can't wait for him to see her" My skin prickles the more their voice sink deep under my skin but I shut it
all out. The voice around me starts blurring into the air and I lift my head high as I put one foot in front of the other.
They are nothing. N-O-T-H-I-N-G
"Rocks" I froze instantly.
GENIE POVHe staggered back, taken by surprise before wrapping his arms around me and taking over, kissing me back. I sighed into the kiss. This is the feeling I wanted with Finn when he kissed me. I inhaled constantly as he nippled on my lower lips, biting on them gently. The air around my body is up and every part of my body craves his touch. I'm too impatient to be teased, sending this Ryder picks up the race and kisses back. Hungrily, angrily, pushing all of our unspoken words into that one kiss. I needed him like he needed me. We're addicted to each other and one cannot go for long without the other. He groaned, pushing me down on his laps. I could feel off. Hard. Huge and wanting me. He groaned louder when I pushed my bum hard on. I like the sound of him like that. I like to know I have that effect on him, I like to know I'm the only girl who can make his eyes roll to the back in pleasure. I like to know I'm the only one seeing him vulnerable like this, shaking my bum on his
Genie's POV. I shut my eyes as soon as I opened them, the lighting was blinding and it took another few seconds before they could get adjusted to it. I looked around, trying to remember where I was but nothing was coming. The room looked more like a hostel room than a personal room, the closet door was opened and I could see it was empty. I remembered some part of the part, the fight, coming here with Ryder. My heart stopped. I came here with Ryder, where the hell is he? I didn't realize the pain in my head until I tried to get out of bed, that was when I noticed the consistent banging in my head. I shouldn't have touched any drink yesterday knowing I had zero tolerance for alcohol. I didn't even want to go to the lame party anyways, it was my way of coming back to Ryder and now I'm starting to regret going. Ryder has taken too much from me than denying myself the boy of attending a party like everyone else. Aside, changing states due to my mom's inconsistent relationships, I've n
The ride home was in silence, the most awkward moment in my entire life. Silence they do say is golden, but when it's coming from the wrong person, it can make you lose your mind. That moment, I'm afraid my mind wouldn't be the only thing I'd be losing. I'll be losing my entire self in that ride. There are so many things I want to say to her right now, yet I can't. I wanted to tell her how sorry I was, how I was a jerk. I know I don't deserve her, that I hurt her pretty much and I'm sorry for that. I want to tell her I don't mean any of the things I said to her and that nothing happened between Charlotte and myself, it might be too late for that but I want to make amends. She kept her head on the console, eyes closed and her hands were tightly gripping her bag, I could see the whiteness in them. She is angry. I wanted her to talk to me, get angry at me, say the words, cuss me—do anything other than staying silent. I've hurted her in many ways that I can count yet I want her to be
RYDER'S POVIt wasn't that I had hit the street. I took a second look at the clothes I had on. A shirt and a pair of my favorite shorts. Not something out of the ordinary but not what you'll expect Ryder Saint to wear to a party. Before now, I attended most of the parties with Xavier, my best man, slept with the best catch or rather they threw themselves at me and I had my way with them.But now I don't care about that, and I know the reason. A lot of things have changed about me in the past month. I'm speeding and if I'm not careful, I'll get a ticket, and the last thing I wanted right now is to waste more minutes discussing speeding limits with some official so I slowed down.I could hear the noise by the time I got to Kyle streets, it should be one of the best parties this year, regardless that he's the mayor's son, I just admit his folks let him get away with a lot of things.Dad doesn't allow me throw parties in the house but he doesn't stop me from going either, I think that's co
I'm kissing Finn fucking Anderson.I might have said that out loud amidst the kiss as he chuckles before moving closer that we're not touching chest to chest. My hands moved on their own accord around his neck, pulling him closer like I couldn't get enough of him.Finn threads his fingers through my hair too and tugs me closer, one powerful arm curling around my hip to keep me in place. My breasts are now crushed against his rock-hard chest, and I can feel the wild hammering of his heart. His excitement matches my own. The raw, husky groan he releases tickles my lips and sends my pulse careening.Almost immediately, my mind is flooded with so many thoughts it’s hard to focus on just one. I can feel myself getting lost in the kiss and Finn's hand is working their way up my tights… there's Lexi, I wonder if she's done with Liam and perhaps downstairs searching all around for me, then there's Ryder…Oh my God Ryder.As if struck by a lightning bolt, I broke the kiss abruptly and stood up.
"What's your thing?" He asked out of the blue."My thing?" I repeated. "Yes, I mean if you come to a party and you don't drink, you must have something you like. I've never seen any girl like you" he explained. He's never seen any girl like me?I don't know if that is a compliment or not but I decided to take it as one. "I don't do parties …" I trailed off. For obvious reasons parties aren't my thing but if it means I get to be locked up in a room like this with one of the hottest guys I've laid my eyes on then I think I'll go down for another party. "Tell me, what do you do?" His voice is breathy, almost a whisper but we're close enough for me to hear every word he says. "I like Writing in my diary, being in a world of my own, reveling the fantasy. " I turned to look at him, he's still watching me with those eyes. The eyes that wish he could pull me in and kiss, my eyes flickered to his lips. They have the perfect shape, slightly parted and so hot. Unlike Ryder who has a piercin