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

As soon as he left, I bolted to the bathroom, turning the water scalding hot.

No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't wash him away. His touch was still there, clinging to my skin like a stain I'd never be able to scrub clean. The hotter the water, the harder I rubbed, until my skin turned raw, burning. But it didn't matter. He was still there.

The filth was inside me. No amount of soap, no temperature, could burn it away.

I stepped out, gripping the sink, forcing myself to breathe. My gaze flicked to the clock.

I grabbed my phone and booked an appointment with Bad Wolf at the club. Please let him be available. Because if I didn't do something about this, if I didn't drown out the filth crawling under my skin, I wouldn't sleep the entire weekend.

Escape