Warning: This chapter contains BDSM “ Quit laying claims on my body” I said, studying the boy who’d completely destroy my and whose life I may destroy. He reached for my hand, entwining our fingers together “ you do realize that I need you, right?”“ That was not the impression you gave me. You said I needed you” I snorted.He ran a hand over his face and gently bite inside his lower lip. “ Stay with me. I want you to stay with me” “ Why? Fucking horny and want to fuck the hell out of me?” I stilled myself and Wrapped my arms around my chest. Unshaken and unmoving. “ No… no! Because I want you here with me – because I fucking need you” “ what about Claire? She saw us together” I curiously asked. “ she is nothing I can’t handle. I just want you, and I am not afraid to go after what I want anymore” he cupped the back of my neck and pulled me in for a kiss, but I refused to let him have control. I pulled back, my chest

****“Mrs. Gupta, the thing is …..” She cut me off before I could finish speaking. “Ms. Hayes, do not be in a haste with your decision. Just go home and think about it, then report back to my office tomorrow. The thing is, there is a competition coming up soon and for Fothoman High music club to participate – we’d’ need at least fifteen members. Before you take a decision also, do not forget to think about the opportunity this could create for you and for us all in the future” she said and sauntered off. Yeah right! I shrugged and turned to open my locker. Tammy walked up to me and leaned a hip against the lockers. “You shouldn’t let Claire scare you off of what you love doing. Listen to Mrs. Gupta” she advised. “ the music club need you”Tammy used “need” like I am one hot shot. Why does he think the music club need me? “ oh yeah, and why is that?&rdq

First date? I was having a little bit of panic and handful of jitters sprinkled on top. As I search through my wardrobe for a perfect dress that'd be more suitable for a daytime coffee date or a trendy new restaurant in town kind of date, either of the two places – I wasn’t certain on where he’d be taking me though, but I have to look it.Frustrated, I plopped on the bed. Jake was waiting downstairs and I was yet to find a single dress good enough for a date. I let out a heavy sigh – this one surprisingly laced with a hint of disappointment. Surly disappointed at myself for not being a proper lady. I picked my phone from the bed and texted Jake “ fashion emergency”.I might as well be a dick and cancel on him last minute. Besides, I was exhausted from sex with Bay and just want to grace my bed with my consumed body. I yawned and tossed the phone back on the bed. Jake knock came softly against the door and he poked his head in &ldqu

I saw myself running down stairs upon stairs until I hit the basement of the hospital building. I sat my back against the wall, closed my eyes and when I squeezed them open, gush of uncontrollable tears flooded them. I never had imagined a day would come when I'd have to share my place beside Jake with another woman. Not just any woman but his runway wife. Someone he once had squirming beneath him. The mother of his child...“Dad called her” Bay’s voice shot me out of my reverie. “ I’m sorry you had to find out this way” He walked down the rest of the stairs. “ you know, Jake and I never really get along since we were children” He paused, and walked to lean his back beside me. I squeezed out the tears in my eyes with two of my fingers and sniffled “ why?” I curiously asked. “ I don’t know. Let just say, we never agreed on the same thing- we had different views about literally everything. When I

I climbed out of the car and circled around to the other side and waited for Tammy to come out as well. A sign Post caught my attention “ Crismo Bar”. Tammy came out of the car and shrugged her backpack up her shoulder.“Hey, is this where you work?” I pointed her to the Bar. “ Just come with me. Don’t fall behind. Do not act surprised at anything you see, just play cool” her warning was vivid. “ What is going on?”“… And no questions” she punctuated as she began crossing the road.Slowly walking behind Tammy, we entered a very rowdy bar filled with all kinds of people. Thick stench of smokes emanating from cigarettes and stench of bear and cocktail permeate the room. I never new a place like this existed in Fothoman Town. I have lived all my teenage life doing nothing aside shuffling from home to school, and even while at school I spend my free period in the library.We ma