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Chapter Nineteen

Shae’s P.O.V

I stirred in my sleep, my eyes struggling to open due to the bright sunlight and the pleasurable sensations of my boyfriend’s lips; traveling down my neck. I moaned softly, finally able to peel my eyes open. I smiled at him as he grinned mischievously at me. I was so exhausted, we didn’t get back until two am! We stayed at the beach cuddling and relaxing.

“Morning babe,” He grinned brightly.

“Morning.” I croaked and blushed. The sleep in my voice was so coarse.

“Awe, you’re so cute.” He playfully cooed and I blushed more and hit him against his bare chest. I bit my lip and took him in. “Hey! No hitting!”

“Whatever loser!” I said and he gasped before hovering over me and pinning my arms above my head.

“What was that?” He raised one eyebrow menacingly.

“Nothing” I breathed out slowly.

“Are you lying to me, Shaeleigh?” He whispered right before slowly licking up the side of my neck.

“N-no,” I stuttered.

“Are you telling the truth?”

“N- yes,” I quickly answered as he continued to pepper hot kisses on my body, getting even lower.

“Are you sure?” He smirked as his hand moved over my panties. He teased the waistband, his fingers slowly sliding inside.

“Darien!” I warned slowly.

“You know, you aren’t such a good girl, Shaeleigh You do a lot of bad things and I simply let it slide...like you calling me a loser but no. Not today my love.” He whispered slowly but so darkly. His breath tickled my ear and I gasped, squirming underneath him.

“No! Please!” I cried out. “Don’t mess with me!” Before I could even finish my sentence, he ran a lone finger down my slit, making me cream immediately.

“Hmm...is someone already this wet for me?” He teased. He then slipped the finger inside me and I gripped him in excitement. I desperately needed him.

“Oh God, please just...uh,” I said as he pumped faster.

He smirked, “Nope. You’re going to learn a lesson and suffer because I suffer. You don’t understand how hard it is for me to control myself around you baby.” He groaned, feeling myself clench on his fingers. He moved faster as I started to grind my hips.

He grabbed my waist and pinned my bottom down, slowing his movements. “Hey...” I couldn’t even form a sentence, my brain was in a fog.

His eyes darkened as he peered down at me, his grip on my waist tight. “Tell me how much you want me.” He whispered breathlessly.

“Wha-at...” I groaned.

“Tell me how much you need me, baby girl.” He said the sentence so softly, I barely heard him.

He inserted another finger inside of me and my back arched, I was so close. “Oh God, please take me. I need you.” I whined. I was trying so hard to stay quiet.

“That’s right babe. Say it again and maybe I’ll consider...” He loved this. I would see the sadistic glint in his eyes. This was turning him on as much as it was me.

“Please babe, stop punishing me” I whined. It was hot, I could feel his length; hard and resting on my thigh.

“Just say that you want me to fuck the shit out of y--” He started right before my bedroom door was swung open.

We both stopped in our tracks, frozen like ice water was thrown on us. “Hey Sha- OH MY GOD!” Cassandra yelled, eyes bulging at the scene before her before she slammed the door and ran down the stairs.

“Did she...” Darien trailed off, eyes wide as well.

“Oh my god!” I breathed out quickly, my heart hammering in my chest. The first thing I did was grab my phone but quickly realized I hadn’t plugged it in after coming home. It had been dead for hours.

“My phones dead!” He groaned, frowning. I nodded.

I couldn’t even think. My heart was pounding hysterically. We were caught! Holy shit, we were caught. After Darien finished washing his hands and we threw on some pants, we headed downstairs where we could hear muffled voices. I looked around at all the looks on everyone’s faces.

Cass had a frustrated and upset look on her face. “Cas-” I started but she put her hand up to stop me.

“Don’t.” She shook her head.

“But Cass” I started again.

“No. Only my friends call me Cass.” She snapped, being a little petty.

“Am I not your best friend?” I asked sharply.

“Are you? Best friends don’t lie and keep shit behind each other’s backs!” She raised her voice a little.

I gaped at her. “Hear me out! You don’t even know what’s going on!” I defended myself.

“Yeah right! That’s why it’s all over the fucking internet..” James drawled out. “You know how many times I brought this up and you played it off like we were stupid? That’s not cool dude. We’re supposed to tell each other everything.” he said, shaking his head. Internet?

“What do you mean ‘all of the internet’?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Well someone took pictures of you and Darien hooking up last night.” Dylan shrugged as my jaw dropped.

“WHAT?! How?” I asked, feeling all color drain from my face. Took pictures of what exactly?

“It was Miranda... she tweeted the picture and now everyone is talking about it,” Andy answered as he turned on the TV and there it was. Headlining the entertainment news channel.

“Oh my god...” I said freaking out.

“Babe relax,” Darien said, giving me a sad look as I buried my head in his chest.

“Why didn’t you tell us? Even though we always joke about you two all the time.” Sheila asked and I knew this was bound to happen. The guilt was forming just like the sweat on my forehead.

“Guys...they just didn’t want what’s happening now to happen. The media, craziness-- Andy started

“Wait...you knew?” Cass asked as my face dropped more.

“I mean--” Andy started again.

“And you didn’t tell me? Your girlfriend?” She gasped. “How could you tell him and not me-- your BEST FRIEND!” She snarled.

“I’m sorry okay!” I exasperated. “I just didn’t want anyone to know yet. We wanted to both be stable and have our careers going. Fall in love, know that this was real before everything blew up! And Andy is my step-brother...we live together, see each other twenty-four seven, how could he not have known? I begged him to keep quiet about everything so don’t be upset with him.” I pleaded,

“This is just really fake y’know...” Andrea trailed off.

“Guys...seriously. Just hear them out.” Michael started. “I mean a lot of people in the industry do this.” Michael shrugged.

“No...” Cass said pushing out her lip. “It’s all about trust.”

“What?” I shook my head. I did trust them...I just...I was afraid.

“You don’t trust us.” Jackie frowned. “We’ve been like sisters for the last few months!”

“How could you say that?” I asked bewildered.

“If you trusted us, you would’ve told us and we WOULD’VE kept it a secret. But you obviously don’t.” Cass said, rolling her eyes.

“I DO! I DO! How can you of all people say that?” I yelled in her face. She knew my insecurities, I just wanted this secret to be my own for the time being.

“NO! NO YOU DON’T. If you did, you would’ve said ‘oh hey guys Darien and I are dating but keep it on the DL alright’ That is all you could’ve said!” She yelled back.

“I didn’t tell anyone because I wanted this to be MY secret for a few. And since we’re already there, you do have a tendency to spill sometimes!” I yelled causing everyone to go silent.

“Oh...so that is how you feel?” She mumbled and I felt bad. I didn’t mean to say it like that. I mean yes, in the past she has let some secrets spill but she’s always kept my big secret.

“Let’s go,” Sheila said, wrapping her arms around Cass as a tear slipped and I felt a pang of jealousy as I watched them comforting my best friend. Cass glanced at Andy as he gave her a blank look and she cried harder as the girls shot daggers at him before they left.

“Umm...honestly, I don’t really care that you guys kept it a secret because it’s your lives and your relationship but uh-” Michael started but I cut him off.

“Just go to Andrea...” I whispered knowing that he was going to say that because of Andrea, he had to take her side. He gave a side hug before heading outside.

“To be honest dude, I’m just annoyed and a little hurt that you kept it a secret from us.” James started. He looked like he was battling internally. “We are your best friends and it does feel like you didn’t trust us enough for something big like this. On top of that, you made us feel dumb for questioning things. And on Cass’s behalf, she feels betrayed and we don’t know if you could be keeping other things a secret and you know, you guys always talked about really falling in love and being happy together and whatnot. She shared her moments about Andy with you but you didn’t reciprocate. Yeah, I think everyone is just being extra as fuck right now but her feelings are valid though. And you know she’s always felt second sometimes to you.” He finished with a sad smile.

What? Second to what? He and Dylan walked out of the house and I let a deep sigh leave my body. It felt like a breath I was holding was finally gone. I looked over at Andy as he laid against the wall, hands stuffed in his pockets and I felt bad.

“Hey, you’re my step-sister and over the last half-year, we’ve grown exceptionally close. I mean you’ve become my blood and you’ll always be there. Yes, Cass is my girlfriend, and trust me, I love the fuck out of her but I’ve also come to love you in a different way. I’m not picking sides but I just want you to know that I love and care about you a lot and you don’t need to worry about me abandoning you. I’m also an industry kid, everyone does this-- I’ve done this.” He shrugged with a small smile. I hugged him tightly. I’ve always wanted a sibling and I got them in him.

“I’m so sorry baby,” Darien said sadly and I tried to smile at him but it came out as a frown. I started to cry as if my body was just feeling everything and finally reacting. He kneeled in front of me and held my hand as I wept.

“You have a shoot to go to,” I whispered.

“I’ll cancel so I can stay with you. I don’t want you to be upset and alone.”

“NO! That’s your career! Don’t cancel because of me.” I frowned at him.

“But-”

“No...please. It’ll make me feel better knowing that I didn’t ruin someone else’s day.” I said weakly.

“Fine. But I will be back afterward.” He sighed before kissing me tenderly on the lips. He hesitated a little before finally leaving.

“Stop crying, it’ll be okay.” Andy scolded softly.

“I ruined my friendships and possibly your relationship.” I hiccuped.

“Shh.” He shook his head and squeezed me tightly. “Everything will be fine, trust me. Just go take a shower, make yourself look pretty and we’ll go to Dairy Queen.” I smiled warmly at him.

As I walked up the stairs to my bedroom, I just felt a wave of depression sore through my soul. I know that this is my fault and I should’ve just told my friends everything but God, I can just be so insecure and anxious sometimes. Some part of me just wanted to hold onto this one secret even though I knew it would blow up in my face. I didn’t think everyone would react this way but fuck. Why am I such a fuck up sometimes?

I turned on my music before heading into the shower and Possibility by Lykke Li started to softly play. I placed my head underneath the steaming water and let it blend in with my tears. I felt so lonely and sad. When the people you love are hurting because of you, it’s a shitty feeling. I haven’t felt this way since I was in middle school and went through the darkest time of my life. It’s so scary how quickly that darkness can consume you again.

I turned to grab my conditioner and slipped slightly, falling right on my ass and bending my leg in a way a limb shouldn’t bend. Fucking hell! Just my fucking luck! I yelped out in pain as tingles shot out through my lower half. I tried to move but only heard a crack and I bit my lip fiercely to hold in the scream I desperately wanted to let out. I think my ankle is broken and my tailbone will probably be sore for days. After struggling to stand up, I just sat on the shower floor sobbing. God, I felt like absolute shit right now and I could see a bruise already forming on my ankle already. I lifted my head quickly as the curtains were pulled back quickly, revealing my mother’s wide eyes.

“What happened?!” She freaked as she turned off the water and grabbed my towel. Her eyes darted to my rapidly swelling and bruising ankle and she gasped, helping me out of the shower. I yelped again and bit back the pain.

She laid me on my bed after basically carrying me. “Mo-”

“Shh...I know what happened with your friends, I understand you’re upset right now but let’s deal with your ankle first. It doesn’t look good at all.” She said firmly, grabbing some clothing from my drawers.

“Alright.” I sighed. “I love you, mom.” I thanked her and she smiled softly at me.

“And I will always love you.” She answered softly.

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