He Lied To Me

POV: Kimberly

I trusted him,

That was my biggest mistake, just that I didn’t know that yet.

Six weeks before my birthday, I left the library and found three girls from the cheerleading squad blocking my path.

Valerie wasn't with them, but I knew they were acting on her orders. One of them knocked my books to the floor, scattering my notes across the hallway.

"Leave Raymond alone," one said.

"You're embarrassing him and our captain nerd." Another laughed and called me his little mathematics coach.

“If I were Valerie, I’d kick you out of the family before you drag the Rutherford’s down with you.” One old me, kicking my notes back down as I tried to pick them.

I knelt back to gather my notes and refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing me cry. All I wanted was to find Raymond and lay in his arms. Seeing him always makes me feel better.

He had promised to meet me after practice, and I wanted to tell him what had happened just now. I crossed the campus and headed toward the boys' residence. His room was on the second floor. I knew the way without even looking.

When I arrived, the door wasn't fully closed. I was about to knock when I heard Valerie laugh.

I froze...

Then I heard Raymond too...

"Stop worrying about Kimberly. I've handled everything." He told her. My fingers tightened around the strap of my bag.

"You're sure she doesn't suspect?" Valerie asked.

“Nope... She’s too dumb to suspect a thing. I’m sure she’s home crying right now. Your girls sure know how to get her worked up. She’s such a cry baby, crying over everything.

I told her to chose her birthday for our engagement and she did. She has no idea there will be no engagement and after that night, half of her inheritance will belong to you as the will dictates. No one will take what rightfully belongs to my baby, I won’t allow it.” He told her coaxingly.

I thought I wasn’t hearing well, so I peeked in, and saw them on the couch. He sat on the couch while she straddled his hips. They were completely nude, and you can tell they weren’t just starting. They’ve probably gone a few rounds already.

My God...

How could I have been so stupid?

I couldn't move, I couldn’t even bring myself to look away. She bounced on his dick a few times before chuckling hysterically and kissing his lips wildly,

“I can’t wait to see the look on her face when we announced our engagement on her birthday and announced my pregnancy too. Mom and Dad won’t be able to say a word.” She laughed, kissing him again, and biting his lips hard.

He got a little impatient and he flipped her over and fucked her hard. She moaned loudly, not minding the open door. The floor tilted beneath me, something inside my chest cracked.

So everything had been a lie...

Every kiss on the forehead. Every whispered promise in the library. Every late-night call. All of it had been part of the plan. I hadn't been his girlfriend. I had been a placeholder, keeping the seat empty until the clock ran out.

And Valerie...

I had invited her for coffee, I had offered her my closet. I had tried so hard to be her sister, never once knowing she was sharpening a knife behind her smile.

I had been so stupid...

So fucking dumb!

I stepped back from the door, careful not to make a sound. I didn't want them to see me break. I walked down the hallway with my books pressed to my chest and kept walking until I reached the empty courtyard.

Only then did the tears come.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to walk back into that room and ask how they could be so cruel. I wanted to throw every book I owned at Raymond's face.

But I didn't...

I won’t let them see my tears, I won’t fall apart in front of my enemies. They thought I was a foolish girl who would smile and wait for a ring that was never coming. They think I’m too gullible to find out they truth.

Good...

Let them think so...

I would smile at family dinners. I would let Raymond kiss my forehead. I would let Valerie call me sister, and I would call her sister back. I would pretend to plan the party that was meant to destroy me.

And while they were busy celebrating their victory, I would find another groom. I called my father immediately, using a phone my brother’s gave me to use in case of emergency. It was a burner phone, and its untraceable.

“Dad, I accept to marry the groom you choose for me. Make the arrangements and keep it between us. Nobody must find out about our arrangement, not even mom.” I told him. Dad paused for a second,

“Are you sure about this, Kim. Once I make the call, there is no going back. Are you sure you don’t want to think it through?” he asks me.

“I’m sure dad. I’m breaking up with my boyfriend before my birthday. He cannot be my husband.” I said firmly.

“Make the call Dad, I won’t change my mind, I promise. Just don’t tell anyone yet. I want to surprise everyone on my birthday.” I lied.

“I will make the call. But I want you to know that his family is a powerful family I cannot afford to go against. There will be no going back.” He said, trying to be sure.

“My mind is made up dad, just make the call.” I said firmly, ending our conversation. I had six weeks to make my own arrangements.

I may have lost my first love, but I was not going to lose my future. Raymond and Valerie wanted a show on my twenty-first birthday. They were going to get one. Just not the one they planned.