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When a fucker touched her, I bit my tongue.
When she smiled in the direction of a guy that wasn’t me, I clenched my fists.
When I heard a douchebag talk about her, I gritted my teeth and walked away.
The urge to be possessive circulated all around me. I was drowning in it. I had become one of those clichés, the guys that I made fun of. I grew a goddamn pussy overnight. I barely knew this girl, and yet I couldn’t stop thinking about her.
She was consuming me and she didn't even know it.
Christmas break came to an end all too soon. A new year always meant new class schedules, but I couldn't complain. Aubrey and I shared the same homeroom now, since all grade levels were mixed. I got to spend the first thirty minutes of my day checking her out. It was the best damn half hour of my day. She sat a few desks in front of me. I could watch her every move. The way she twirled her hair when she was deep in thought. Or how she bit her pencil eraser when she didn’t think anyone was looking. Her damn clingy clothes that hugged her in all the right places were my undoing.
She was fucking gorgeous. The girl didn't even have to try.
She never truly realized the affect she had on me and that stayed true throughout the years.
Or maybe she did.
We never had more than one full conversation with each other. That night at the beach had been the first real conversation I had ever had with any girl besides Alex. As much as I tried to forget about that night…
I couldn’t.
I’ve never had a girlfriend, I’ve never wanted a girlfriend, and all this emotional bullshit with Aubrey was starting to scare the shit out of me. So I did the next best thing I could do, I showed Aubrey the real me. This time I was going to do the right thing. I wouldn't hurt another girl, at least not one that mattered.
I’d rather make her hate me since I couldn’t stay away from her.
It was late afternoon. School was done for the day and most of the students had gone home. The teachers were all in their classrooms, grateful the day was over and getting ready for the weekend ahead.
“Is that right?” I taunted close to Bristol’s ear, caging her in with my built frame. Her locker was right next to Aubrey’s. Maybe I chose Bristol on purpose. Maybe I didn’t.
Who the fuck knows what I was thinking?
All I knew was that her body pressed up against mine didn’t do one thing for me.
Not one twitch from my dick, the fucker wasn’t cooperating.
That pissed me off more than anything.
I tried harder, deliberately pushing my cock against her muff, her legs pretty much wrapped around mine. I sensed Aubrey the second she walked up behind me. I felt the hole she was burning in my back, searing into the empty space where my heart should be. I continued my little show, taking it a step further. My hands started to roam from her hip up her side, grazing her tit, causing a moan to escape her mouth. Aubrey made her way to her locker. I could still feel her stare now and again while Bristol melted into everything I had to offer, which was no surprise there.
I heard a loud slam and looked to where it came from. Aubrey looked straight into my eyes, going toe to toe. She didn’t back down, not that I expected her to. I could read her like an open book, and it didn’t make any fucking sense.
The connection that we shared.
We were so young, but none of that mattered. Not when she was looking at me like that. It seemed like she hid her emotions from everyone, except me.
Why?
She looked back and forth between us, almost as if she knew what I was doing all along. I thought if she watched me with someone else, if I hurt her, it would make it easier to forget her and move on.
It didn’t.
It made it harder.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I played the games.
I set the match.
