Chapter Thirteen

BRANDON

Three days after the banquet,three days after I saw something I thought would please me,never knowing it would bring me the complete opposite. Pain.

The silent plea in her eyes and the silent desperation in her voice,I doubt she even realised it herself, her eyes hoped it wasn't Brianna but I just broke that fucking hope.

I groan then slide off Bree, lately I've been taking all my frustrations out using sex, I fuck and tell her to go the fuck home. I don't let anybody and I mean anybody sleep in my bed and that's not changing anytime soon

"Can you at least drive me home?"

She says,she doesn't bother hiding her tits. I look at the time and it's 10:30pm

"Get dressed." I say to her while I pull my sweatpants on.

After driving Bree home,I take a turn, going to a place I don't want to go to but still do.

It's becoming a habit, at first my excuse was finding out who the fucker stalking her really was, because he must be watching her every time if he's that obsessed with her. But the