Bittersweet Symphony (Bittersweet #4)(30)
His hand came up, as if he is going to slap me. I jerked in response but is met with the soft touch of his hand. He titled my face up to him, forcing me to look into his eyes. I so badly wanted to close my eyes but feared he will do something far worse. Our chests heaved together… I know he can smell the fear coming off of me.
“I will get back at you Kennedy and I will hurt you. For what its worth, once upon a time I valued you. Kissed the ground your feet walk on. Now, no f*cking way. You and your bastard boyfriend will pay… No one’s secrets can be hidden forever.”
I closed my eyes, not wanting to see the man that has hurt me for years. I wanted to crawl into a ball and go to that happy place. The one place in my mind where I will be happy. Where I won’t have to worry around every corner. Where I can be me. Where I can be with Ryder…
Sam patted my cheek gently… Then his body lifted off of mine, and I can hear the echo of his feet across the floor. It is the only signal that I have to allow me to open my eyes.
I know from Sam’s words that I and Ryder have dug ourselves graves and something else told me he knows more than I thought… No one’s secrets can be hidden forever. His words ran through my mind. Over and over again.
Picking myself up off the wall, I forced breaths in and out. I am angry. Madder than I ever have been. It is so hard to be strong when you know that all of this will end up being your fault. I know if anyone got hurt it will be on me. At the end of the day that just isn’t something that I will be able to stomach. I have to do something.
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Finger’s skimmed a crossed my back. There movements sensual. I wanted so badly to turn around and look at him, to see his beautiful face.
“I want to f*ck you so bad… You know that right? Can you feel how much I want you? ” His voice was so deep and seductive that it went straight to my core, saturating me with need.
I could feel his erection against my ass and my mouth watered in anticipation. The need to have him inside of me was strong as his hand descended down my back I could feel the soft touch of his fingers on my ass. His lips moved over my neck at such slow pace I wondered if I would die.
“Bend for me.” He whispered into my ear, urging me over the couch arm. His leg came between mine, the feeling of his against mine caused a rippling sensation with in me.
“I’m going to f*ck you…” He said again, this time is his fingers rubbed against my core. I knew he could feel the liquid heat there. It was all for him.
“Wake up. Wake up. Wake up.” Mimi said. Or at least I am certain it is Mimi. My eyes popped open, anger vibrating through me. She interrupted the best f*cking dream ever.
“Ugh. What the hell do you want?” I groaned into the pillow. Why can’t she just leave me alone so I can dream about things that will probably never happen.
“Get up. I need to talk to you, and also why the hell are you sleeping. It’s like five at night.” I gazed up from the pillow, looking at her. She looks okay, almost glowing as if she has a permeant tan or something. It is hard to tell though, she is always dark in color, or at least as long as I have known her she is.
“Just talk… I’m going to try and suffocate myself in this pillow.” I seriously isn’t but after the last couple of hours I have, have I really should’ve been contemplating it.
“I’m pregnant.” Well f*ck a duck. I shot up out of bed like there is a fire in the building.
“You’re pregnant?” My head just can’t wrap around her words. She knows what pregnant meant right because if not I have to explain it to her and I don’t know if I wanted to do that.
“Knocked up, pregnant, expecting, have a bun in the oven, whatever you refer to it as that’s me.” Her eyes stayed trained to my face, and her voice stayed at typical Mimi fashion.
“Uhh… Congratulations?” Honestly I am not sure what I am supposed to say. I am certain that she doesn’t want to be pregnant and then there is the issue of the father. . . .
“Yes, Corey’s the father, and he knows. Not that he really f*cking cares.” There is the banter I know. Her words are slung with such force that tells me he didn’t take the news well.
“I’m sorry.” I say as sincerely as I can. I am at a loss for words. She rolls her eyes at me.
“I didn’t come here for your apology or congratulations, but simply to have someone go to this party with me. I need to find the bitch Chelsea and make sure she keeps her well-manicured fingers off my man.”
Confusion hit me hard. Didn’t she just tell me that Corey didn’t take the news very well, or am I just still sleeping?
“Wait… Why do you care about Corey if you’re fighting?” I am so confused.
“I care because he is mine, and if he has to pull his head out of his ass that’s fine but I’m going to make sure every female within a five mile radius knows it.”
My eyes grew wide. Oh shit. I needed to call Jenna. Mimi is about to hit hurricane Mimi level.
“Now get out of bed and escort me to this party that is occurring out on central drive.” I rolled my eyes at her demands. I know Mimi well enough now to know that she is up to something wicked.
“What are you up to?” I asked eyeing her curiously. A party is not a place for a pregnant woman to be. She is risking being seen for a very important reason.