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~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.
Ryder's hand flew away from my body as if struck by lightning. When did Mom get back home and how come we didn't hear her?“Yes, I'm in here.” I say.I stepped out with Ryder still inside. I had to meet her outside before she came in and found us both. It will be hard explaining what we're doing together here. Like this. She looked worried and stressed. She's dressed in a gown that's getting too tight on her.Her baby bump is starting to grow bigger and her breast fuller yet she's still as beautiful as ever. If you don't look down at her stomach, you won't suspect she has a child growing inside of her.Her expression changed from worried to surprised as soon as she saw my face. I've been crying and I didn't bother cleaning my tears before bolting out to stop her at the door before entering.“Have you been crying in there?” she puzzled, searching my face for unwritten answers.“Um… I was watching Titanic all over.” I opened my mouth and said the first thing that came to my mind. I've s
“What did you just say?” The look on his face tells me he heard me clearly and understood what I asked of him.Ryder looked at me as if I was crazy or suddenly high on something. Immediately I knew I had uttered something I shouldn't have. His hands on my body dropped and he took a few steps backwards.I motioned to move forward but he pushed his hand forward stopping me. This is the most embarrassing moment of my life.“Genie…” he starts to say.He turned back, running his hands around his hair. They were already a mess from my grip earlier but this way it got plastered all over his face. He turned his back at me and wouldn't look at me. I knew the angry look on his face was back. Suddenly he speaks up, turning around.“You don't know what you're asking for, Genie.” He shakes his head in disbelief. He look like he had just woken up from a dream.“I do. I want you to be my first. That's all I ever ask for.” I say back.“I won the bet.” “Fuck the bet, Genie…” he cuts me short.His voic
"I won't stop until I get what I wanted which is to fuck you" I say. Having heard what I say and realizing that I'm not going to stop, her tears slowly subsided. She lay on the bed with her eyes facing away and she used one hand to cover her pussy while the other hand covered her breast. I sat beside her and pulled one of her hands away and brought it to touch my erected cock. She pulled her hand away but I was stronger so I brought her hand back to it but she was still struggling to pull it away. I kept telling her to finish this and everyone would be safe but she was still hesitant and that's when I lost my temper. I opened the door and shouted to my friend to kick her husband in the stomach. He did as I asked him and when she heard him cry out in pain she immediately stood up and apologized to me to make it stop. I told her she could have made it easier if she wasn't so stubborn but she never listened. She was in tears and then it later dawned on her that there was no way out other
“What game?” I asked, my voice quivering from the intense moment we just shared. I've had a series of make outs with Ryder but none was this intense. “You’ll see.” He says, holding out my hand and leading the way. Since the house was empty, it was easy moving through hands and practically naked without the fear of bumping into mom or James. Today, we had the house all to ourselves. He led through the hallway and into the TV room. We hardly come here. Whatever Ryder is planning, I bet it won't be good. “Here.” He motioned for me to sit and I did. “What game are we playing Ryder? What am I supposed to do?” My mind wandered through the series of games that could be running up in his head. “I will play a movie, if you can watch it all through without touching yourself, you get to ask me for anything. ” “What about you?” I protested. “No, it's all about you.” “Okay, fine.” I say. How bad can it get? It's just a movie after all. “Are you sure?” His eyes searched mine. “Yes.” I affirmed. I k
Just then his lips come crashing onto mine and I close my eyes in pure bliss.Ryder tastes like sweet mixed with mint. He drew in a sharp breath through his nose as our reckless kiss deepened, but it didn’t stop his exploration of my mouth. His mouth captured my lips totally in his while his teeth brazed on my lower lips.Behind my back, his palm urged me into him, and his grip on my face formed as he deepened the kiss. His lips are sweet and addictive but I need to get a few things clear before I completely lose control, so I push him off a little, putting enough space between us for him to look at me.I can still feel his hot breath on my face with this new position. He looks at me confused and hurt.“I am sorry, it's not like I didn't like the kiss, I just need to get a few things straight.” I say, trying to catch my breath.“Go ahead,” he says, sitting up straight. “I just need you to know that I am not good with relationships and commitment, but I really want this to work because
He didn’t let go of my hand for a long time. We sat there, hands locked as if it was the only thing that made sense in the world. I laid my head on his shoulders, he looked down at me to meet my eyes and I smiled.His thumb moved once against my skin barely there, but enough to make every nerve in me pay attention. Ryder has always have this effect on me. I waited for him to speak first, to break the silence and say nothing.When he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse, low but audible enough in the big and empty house.“I keep thinking if I push everyone far enough, they’ll stop expecting anything from me.” “Has that ever worked?” I asked. I scoffed. He laughed under his breath, soft and bitter.“No. But it’s easier than watching people walk away because I messed up again.” I wanted to tell him he hadn’t ruined everything, that he could still change the ending, but the words stuck in my throat before they could get out. I’d said them too many times already.They’d become a promise I w







