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My poor, naïve heart.
My kingdom without a monarch.
I could tell Simon how broken I truly am. I could tell the truth: I’m a slut, Simon. A proud one on top of that. This will lead nowhere and you should know it before you sleep with me. Protect your heart at all costs before the queen breaks it.
Only I don’t. Because this is who I am. I offer hope and golden dreams on a platter. I pretend they can have me, just to rip it all away from them.
That way, I know they will forever wish they could have had me.
They will foreverwantme.
There’s a room at the back of my chest where I lock away all the hearts I’ve stolen. I keep them as a collection. A reminder of all the times someone has desired me. All the people who have wanted me for themselves.
I can’t put my parents’ hearts there. I can’t put anyone’s unconditional love. But I will keep collecting until I fill the void that was created the day I was abandoned.
Less than a minute later, we’re making out on the dining table. I’m sitting on it and he’s in between my legs.
“Get on here,” I say between two kisses. I help him get his clothes off and he does the same with mine. We push the books out of the way and I lay down. He goes to put his head between my legs, but I bring him back up.
“I wanted to make you come before I fuck you,” he murmurs in my ear.
Yeah, that’s not happening.
“Don’t worry about it, justfuckme.”
He quickly rolls a condom onto his dick and brings it to my entrance.
“Do it hard, Simon. Keep me in the moment,” I order him.
But he doesn’t get to because the front door opens. Both our heads snap to the side, him still between my legs and keeping me flat under him.
Earlier today, I wished for Sam to walk through that door. I wished for him to be jealous enough and come running back, apologizing for his behavior. Telling me he regretted everything.
He came, and with Lik, nonetheless. Two for the price of one. But clearly, they didn’t come to apologize. No. Nothing prepared me for their reaction.
There’s a long silence as both Simon and I are frozen in place.
And the sounds of Sam’s steps as he walks closer.
And closer.
And closer.
Until he’s right by the dining table, facing the two naked people on it.
I don’t know if it’s because I’ve known him for so long or if the change is just that apparent, but his eyes force a chill to run down my spine. They used to be a comforting darkness. Now they’re just a black hole. Ready to destroy everything in its path.
I didn’t see it at first. Didn’t realize why his hand had gone behind his back. My eyes were too focused on the hellish fire in his stare—the violence ensuing there.
And the sound is silenced. Like Sam. Deadly silent.
Pop.
Just like that, Simon is dead.
A bullet, right through his left temple and out the other side.
The shock makes me scream. One, single loud shriek that doesn’t disturb Sam in the slightest. I gag, disgusted by the blood now pouring out of him as he falls forward onto me.
