Bianca was trying hard to calm Emmett down, she looked pathetic. Didn’t she realize she was just a sex toy, or was she really that desperate for attention? Dylan printed out a couple of papers, and I got up to get them for him. As I walked towards the printer, I heard Emmett mutter ”Whore" under his breath. I shook my head. If I was such a whore, then why was he still worried about whether I kissed someone or not? I couldn’t understand him for the life of me.
I breathed a sigh of relief when the bell rung.
“Okay, last class is P.E,” I said, looking at the sheet of paper.
“Finally! Now, this I can do!” Dylan cheered
When I walked into the gym, I sighed. I should’ve known he was too excited. Dylan had a wicked smile plastered onto his face; we were definitely playing Dodge ball. I made my way over to him.
“You just wanted to hit people in the face, huh?”
“Hey! Dodge ball is a great stress reliever!”
I shook my head and watched as everyone split into teams. Before I knew it, the day was over. Me, Leila, and the Alverez family decided to hang out at a nearby park to kill some time. We were just being silly and having fun I shrieked when Dylan picked me up and sat me on the swing with him. I closed my eyes as Dylan swung us up higher and swore. I saw a flash of light but chose to ignore it.
I walked downstairs when I heard the doorbell ring. I opened the door to find Bianca in the skimpiest outfit I’ve ever seen. If this doesn’t get my mind off Vanessa, then I don’t know what will. Twenty minutes later, Bianca has her head on my chest, both us panting slightly.
“How come we never make love?”
Her question throws me completely off guard, and I’m not sure if I’ve heard her correctly.
Bianca lifts her head to look at me
“We always fuck, why can’t we make love?”
Why does she have to go and make things complicated? I honestly don’t want to hurt her feelings, but she has to understand that our relationship isn’t going anywhere beyond sex.
“Bianca, we don’t make love because that’s not us.”
“What do you mean that’s not us,” Bianca demanded
I let out a frustrated sigh. “All you and I will ever be is fuck buddies.”
Okay so that came out a little harsher than I intended, but what else was I supposed to do? I saw hurt flash across her face before she narrowed her eyes at me.
“You can’t seriously still be in love with Vanessa!” she outraged
“Of course, I am! I’ve always loved her, she was the only one!”
“Then why the fuck did you sleep with me?!” she screamed, her eyes filling with tears
“You obviously didn’t love her enough to be faithful, so why?”
Bianca was nearly crying now, but she knew all of this from the beginning. I was ready to protest, but she quickly cut me off.
“Vanessa will never take you back, you’ve cheated on her multiple times, and now Dylan swooped into the picture treating her like a princess, can you really compete with that?” Bianca smirked
“She’ll reject you, and you’ll come running straight back to me,”
That was the last straw, and what she said only made me even more determined to get Vanessa back. I got up and started searching for my clothes.
“Where are you going?”
“Oh, well, let me get dressed, and we can head out.”
“I’m going alone.” I grounded out.
Surely Bianca isn’t that dumb. I’m not sure how I’m going to get Vanessa back, but I have to. She’s mine, and I’ll be damned if I let Dylan Alverez have her
I sighed when I heard Emmett slam the door. How could he still think about being with Vanessa, even after having sex with me? What does she have that I don’t? I mean, not only does she have Emmett entranced, she has Dylan wrapped around her finger too. The two guys I wanted the most, and all they can ever think about is Vanessa. What kinda bullshit is that!? If I don’t find a way to make Emmett mine, then I’ll just have to break that little bitch he cares so much about.
I trudged along the sidewalk, probably looking like shit and for once, I was okay with it. I doubt I was going to see anyone who mattered. I could hear people laughing at the park across the street. On closer inspection, they look like they were in high school; probably even went to my school. Well, at least someone’s having a good time.
“OH MY GOD DYLAN!” A girl shrieked followed by a giggle
I stopped suddenly and turned to look at them. Sure enough, it was Dylan Alverez and that fucking bitch. She was sitting on top of him as they swung together. They seemed so happy like nothing could touch them. If I didn’t hate the bitch, I would have said it was cute, probably what every girl wanted. That’s it! If Emmett sees them like this, then he’ll finally know that she’s over him. I slipped my phone out of my purse and snapped a couple of pictures before I scurried home. When I got back I flopped on my bed and sent Emmett the photos with the caption: Still, think she wants you?
My body trembled with anger as I opened Bianca’s message. There was a picture of Dylan and Vanessa. Together. She was mine and yet she was with him. Showing him a face that was only I was meant to see. A gaze filled with so much love and adoration. I let out a roar of frustration and threw my phone across the room. I winced when I heard the crack. I walked over and picked it up, tapping on the screen a few times. It seemed to work for the most part. I opened my contacts and dialed Derek’s number.
“You owe me, and I’m ready to cash in a favor. Gather up a few guys and meet me at my house.”
I hung up and dropped onto my bed. I scrunched my eyes closed as I tried to regain my temper. I took a deep breath and felt myself calm down when the realization settled in. Vanessa was still mine. I just had to let Dylan know that.
“What the hell did you call us over here like that for?” Derek asked as he sat down on my couch.
I watched in disdain as his boys lingered behind him.
“I want you to rough someone up for me.”
Derek whipped his head around to look at me.
“Are you crazy?!”
I raised a brow. “Is there a problem?”
“Hell yeah! That’s like asking us to die for you! And that just if we’re talking about Dylan! You know his brothers are never too far away. The whole family sticks together!”
I shrugged my shoulders. “That’s not my problem. Might not want to owe people favors.”
Derek grimaced and nodded his head. He showed himself out, and his boys followed him like lost puppies. I laid my head back and smirked. Did Dylan think I wouldn’t fight for my girl?
The next day I figured out how to corner the Alverez brothers. I figured me and the boys would catch them after school. I caught sight of Dylan and had my boys surround him and his brothers. I knew they were strong, but they were outnumbered five to three. We had the advantage. Rafe glared at me.
“What do you idiots want?”
I threw on a lazy smirk and shrugged. “Just to pass on a little message.”
“Oh? And what would that be?” Dylan spoke now.
“Stay away from Vanessa.”
Tony chuckled. “The pussy can’t even fight for himself?”
Dylan scoffed. “And if I don’t?”
I guess we’ll show you.”
I lunged at Dylan, and he evaded my attacks with ease. I gritted my teeth in irritation. The fucker was smiling. I’m giving it all I got, and he’s smiling. I glanced at the guys and glared.
“What the hell are you guys waiting for?”
Their eyes widened, and they hesitated before charging in. I realized my mistake as soon as I made it. I took my eyes off my fucking opponent! I could only let a loud curse as his fist made contact with my face sending me flying backward. I felt panic sink in as I noticed the boys were in bad shape. I stumbled to my feet and held my hands up in surrender. I wasn’t going to get my face rearranged for Emmett.
“Look, this isn’t my fight, and I honestly regret getting involved.”
I clenched my jaw as the brothers laughed.
“I suppose you wouldn’t mind sending a message for then?”
“No, of course not,” I said through gritted teeth.
Dylan stalked forward until he was right in front of me.
“Tell him, he can go fuck himself. And that the next time he tries to threaten me, he better come do it himself.”
I nodded once before my head flew back. Fuuuuck. The pain of the punch finally started to set in as my body crumpled to the ground. I closed my eyes and groaned. I knew this was a bad idea.
I pouted. Dylan was supposed to be taking me home, but he was taking longer than usual. Dylan finally out to the parking lot.
“I’m so sorry I’m late!.” he said, dipping low to kiss me.
I smiled softly. “It’s okay.”
“Let’s get going.”
Dylan took me home, and I gave him a kiss goodnight.
“I’ll text you later, babe,” Dylan said, stroking my cheek.
“Okay,” I said, giving one last kiss.
As soon as I walked in the atmosphere felt tense. Mom and dad were sitting on the couch like they were just waiting for me patiently.
“What? Was I supposed to come home early today?”
“No, no, we just have something we need to talk about.” My mom said motioning for me to sit down.
I paused. “Does this have to do with why you guys are or were fighting?”
“Yes we-“I cut my father off
“Wait you guys aren’t getting divorced are you?!” I asked starting to panic
My dad belted out a laugh, “I guess it would seem that way with all the arguing we’ve been doing, huh? We’re sorry about that baby.”
I sighed in relief. They weren’t getting divorced, so what the heck was going on then!
“Hun, your dad’s a witch.”
“Well, that’s great! I’m so glad you guys- wait for what?!” Okay, so I obviously just misheard her.
“Your ears are perfectly fine, Vanessa. This is what your father and I have been arguing about. You’re coming of age, and your father wants you to start practicing magic. I, on the other hand, want you to have a normal life.” My mother explained
I wanted to laugh it off as some joke, but they were dead serious.
“Sooo, I’m a witch?” My parents nodded slowly
I turned to my mom, “Are you a witch?”
“Nope, you get all the crazy supernatural stuff from your dad.” Mom giggled nudging my father
Even though I know I should be freaking out, I can’t help but get excited. I start bouncing in my seat.
“Can I start learning magic, please?”
My dad shrugs and smiles, “As long as you’re ready for all that it entails.”
“I’m game,” I smirk
“I thought that would be your response. We’ll talk more about it tomorrow, kiddo.” Dad says as he gets up and ruffles my hair
How the hell was I supposed to sleep now?
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