Wanting Winter(36)

“What? No. I meant them.”

“But who could say no to Candice? She is sexy and confident. Everything I’m not.” I look to his bed, remembering where we slept together. I feel sick knowing she has been in his bed too.

“What is going on?” Drake walks in and his eyes go wide when he sees us all. He looks angrily at his friend. “You promised man. You said you wouldn’t go there again,” Drake yells.

“You knew?” I look to Drake, more tears falling. The one person who I thought liked me knew. But then again, he is Trent’s best friend.

“I caught them last night at the club,” he says.

At the club?

“Drake, fuck man,” Trent shouts at him.

“It’s a bit too late for secrets, don’t you think? Look at her man. She is distraught. Look at her fucking eyes. You fucking burnt her light.” Drake yells back. “I went to go get them after you passed out and they were at it in the bathroom. He promised me it was over as he wanted you, but I guess that was a lie to keep me quiet. You are a sick motherfucker.”

“Candice, I know you are a whore but didn’t think you were a slut,” Joshua adds.

“Fuck you,” Candice cries at him.

“Don’t you dare talk to her like that,” Trent yells at Joshua.

“You’re defending her. How cute,” I add.

“Yeah man, how can you defend her after she was blackmailing you the whole time? If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t have got into this mess,” Drake says, shaking his head.

“Fuck man.” Trent looks up at the ceiling.

“Blackmail?” Joshua asks.

“She was blackmailing him to sleep with her. If he hadn’t have done, she would have told you about them.”

I look at her, confused. “You were blackmailing him to sleep with you? Why would you do that after I told you how I felt about him?”

“I was jealous okay,” she admits. “Men look at you like you are some goddess, this untouchable precious thing; men look at me as someone to fuck. I was sick of it—I was sick of men looking at you like that. It pissed me off when I tried it on with him and he turned me down, calling me every name under the sun. Then I got the idea. I didn’t think he would do it.”

“Do what?” I ask.

“I saw him jacking off and I knew it was my way in. He let me suck him off and I knew I had him trapped.”

“You are sick,” I tell her.

“I am sick of men treating me like I’m not good enough. But guess what, he chose me, princess. Me. Not you. Me.” I see tears prickle her eyes.

“Nice girl you picked here,” I say. “You two deserve each other.” I spit at them. “I’m out of here.” I head towards the door.

“Winter, wait,” Trent calls out, but I ignore him.

I need to get out of here before I get locked away for murder. I am near the front door when I am being pulled to a stop. I turn, facing Trent who looks so guilty and sad. “I am really sorry.”

I look behind him seeing everyone watching us. Candice stands there with a sheet wrapped around her. “One thing before I go.” I wrap my hand around his neck pulling him down for one last kiss.

I feel his hands go around my waist, pulling me into him. I kiss with everything I have, knowing this is the last. I start to slow down, choking back on a sob, and my lips start to tremble when I pull back. I open my eyes to see him looking at me. “I was yours,” I whisper before walking away, heading back to my place with my heart crumbling into a million pieces with each step I take.





Trent


Having her lips on mine, feeling her body against mine, it is something I am going to miss so much. It felt right kissing her, holding her. Now, it’s going to be a distant memory.

Drake looks at me with a sneer before heading back to his room. When I look to Joshua, he looks pleased with himself; I’m ready just to punch him.

“Don’t worry. I’ll look after Winter. I am sure she is going to need a shoulder to cry on, and guess what?” He steps closer to me. “She is going to be mine. You fucked up. You picked the wrong girl. Candice only wants what she can’t have. Why do you think she fucked me? Because I wanted Winter.” He winks at me and leaves.

I look at the ground, feeling unsure with myself.

Have I fucked up?

Did I pick the wrong girl?

I look back to Candice and she smiles dropping the sheet to the ground, walking slowly towards me before she goes on her knees, freeing my cock and taking me into her mouth, letting any kind of thought in my head turn into mush.

I have seen a different side to Candice, I just hope it’s not all fake.





Thirteen





Winter





Joshua and Drake were both at my side all day yesterday, doing anything they could to cheer me up—from watching chick flicks to eating tubs of ice-cream—and they even let me give them facials, which did make me laugh.

I am just dreading today.

Drake drives me to school, and when we hit the parking lot, it takes a lot for me not to look around to see if Trent or Candice is here yet. I am getting out of the car when Patrick runs over hugging me.

“Joshua messaged me telling me what happened and that you may need your friends around you right now. I can’t believe Candice would do that to you.” He squeezes me tightly before letting go.