lucy_mumbua

They whisper my name in fear. Justin Black. The guy who sits in the back of the class, always in black, always untouchable. The one everyone watches but no one dares to approach.  

They don’t know me. Not really.  

Because if they did, they’d stay the hell away.  

I don’t do friends. I don’t do relationships. I don’t do attachments.  

But then there’s her.  

June Matthews—cheer captain, golden girl, a walking distraction. She’s everything I hate… and yet, she’s in my way. Assigned to me. Forced into my space. Testing my patience.  

She thinks she can handle me.  

She’s dead wrong.  

Because I have a secret. A place where I go to release the darkness inside me. Where names don’t exist, where pleasure and pain are one and the same. A world where people fulfill their deepest, most twisted fantasies.  

June doesn’t belong in my world.  

But the longer she stays, the more I want to pull her under.  

And once I do… I’m not sure I’ll ever let her go.

Fake Dating The Bad Boy

{This Chapter Contents Some Trauma Be Warned)

June's POV

I know it'll piss him off when he comes to my room. But I can't help myself. It's not like it will stop him—not like it ever has. He has a key. He's always had a key.

Still, locking it makes me feel like I have some control, even if it's just an illusion.

That's all I have before he comes.

I clench my fists, my breath coming in short, shallow bursts. He always gives me exactly twenty minutes after I step inside the house—twenty minutes to do what, I don't know. Maybe he thinks I sit here, waiting for him, knowing what's coming.

Not because I want to. But because preparing myself is the only thing that keeps me from completely shattering.

The Countdown to Hell