by Melody Adams
"We are seventeen, Kent," I said. "We were childhood sweethearts. There'll be others."
"Do you really believe that, Abby!" Kent growled, rising from his chair. I swallowed as he stalked towards the bed. "I know, without a fucking doubt, that you are the one I want to spend the rest of my life with, Abby. YOU! ARE! IT! There is and will never be another. You are the other half of my soul. I was too stupid to see it before it was too late, but I see it now."
At the last words, Kent was so close that I leaned back to maintain the distance. His hands rested on the bed to the right and left of me. My heart threatened to jump out of my throat. My nipples pressed hard against my t-shirt and my pussy tingled. Wetness soaked my panties. Kent still had this effect on me. His proximity was my downfall. All my carefully built walls crumbled and left me defenseless and trembling. An arm wrapped around my middle and placed me further into the middle of the bed. Then Kent was above me and his lips pressed on mine. He kissed me hard and possessive. His tongue stormed my mouth like a horde of warriors storming a fortress. All I could do was surrender. When Kent broke the kiss to stare down at me, I had already forgotten why I ever tried to fight this.
"You can run away, Abbygirl," Kent said. "...but you will never get far. I will always come after you and catch you. You are MINE!"
Kent
The sex was explosive. All the feelings, good and bad, that we had buried within us exploded in one huge inferno. Nothing felt more right than being inside my girl. To hear the sounds of her sweet surrender. When her little pussy tightened around my shaft and she screamed my name, I was in heaven. After we caught our breath again, I rolled into the middle of the bed and pulled Abby into my arms. We lay there in silence, but I was confident that Abby was no longer thinking about running away.
"I killed my dad," she said after a while.
"WHAT?"
"I killed my dad when I was five years old."
And then she told me everything. About the abuse by her father and her uncle. How Beth hated her because Dan Duncan had paid more attention to Abby than he did to his own daughter. That was something I already knew because it was in Beth's suicide note she had written before she took her own life with sleeping pills. But I had no idea if Beth had known of the true nature of her father’s interest in Abby. Abby told me that her childish mind had decided to forget the trauma and that her therapist had retrieved the memory under hypnosis. She told me that she had killed her father with a saber to save her mother. How she then spent two years in a psychiatric institution for children. The nightmares she could never remember had stopped at some point, but she had started to hurt herself and she had suffered from bulimia, which caused her to lose a lot of weight. At fifteen she’d been raped by three boys.
"I had a crush on Bobby. I was at that party. Bobby, Jake and Tardin showed interest in me. Flirted with me. They had never noticed me before and I felt so... flattered. We’d all had a lot to drink. My friend Liz, who I was supposed to stay with after the party, wanted to go home, but the boys asked me to stay. They promised to take me home later, so I told Liz that I would stay." Abby sighed, and I pressed her closer to me. "I was so stupid. So naïve. I went with the boys to Jake's house when the party started to break up. We watched a movie when Bobby started kissing me. I was in heaven. But suddenly Jake and Tardin were there, touching me. I said I didn't want to. That I was in love with Bobby, not them."
It took everything out of me to stay calm as I listened to Abby tell me about the rape. The guys didn't give a damn that she had said no more than once. They had all taken advantage of her and filmed it. A video, they circulated in school. Only that nobody believed her it had been rape.
"For a long time I suffered from the fact that... that I had... an orgasm. I thought something was wrong with me, that... that I..."
"There's nothing wrong with you," I growled.
"I know. My therapist talked me out of this idea. Still."
"No, Abby! You said no. You fought back. You didn't want to." I sighed. "And I did the same thing to you..."
"No," Abby interrupted me forcefully. "It was different with you. I wanted you. I didn't want to want you. But I did. And I... What I feel when we have sex is so... It has nothing to do with what those bastards did to me. And the orgasms you give me are stronger. Better. What I felt then was a mechanical reaction of my body. It felt hollow. It was not satisfying. Never compare what we have to what they did!"
"Nevertheless. I wish I hadn't been such an idiot and done things differently from the beginning."
Abby wriggled out of my arms and climbed on top of me. Her hands splayed on my chest, she looked down at me with love.
"You may have been my tormentor, Kent. But you were also my savior. You managed to get me over my bulimia and cutting. We can't change what happened. But now that we've talked things out, after you reminded me why being in your arms means everything to me, I just want to move on. I love you."
"Abbygirl," I said roughly. "I love you more than anything in the world. – Okay, except Nadine. I love you both so much."
I grabbed Abby and rolled her under me in one quick motion, then I showed her how much I needed her. Always needed her. She was a mess. But she was my beautiful mess.
THE END
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Dear reader,
Phew! I am completely exhausted after finishing this book. Physically, because I hardly took any breaks, and emotionally, because Abby and Kent's story affected me deeply. I realize I could have made some scenes less explicit to avoid triggers, but I felt it was important for Abby and Kent's story that the reader could put himself in their shoes. I take my responsibility for my readers seriously. Hence the trigger warning at the beginning of the book. I do not want to trivialize bullying with this story. That is why it was important for me to show how much it affected Abby. How much it hurt her. Right up to her suicide attempt. But I also believe in remorse, forgiveness and redemption. I believe someone who has done bad things can change for the better. That is what this book is about. And about the power of love. A love that can forgive and heal.
There will be a story for each of the KINGS.
See below the blurbs of the
books in planning.
And thanks for reading.
Sinner High
They are rich, privileged, vicious, unscrupulous and they are the undisputed rulers of Sinners High – They are the KINGS.
K for Kent
I for Ian
N for Nate
G for Gregory
S for Seth
Vengeful King
Samantha has committed the ultimate sin. She has betrayed the KINGS. She will pay for this bitterly. No matter how many times she asks for forgiveness, no matter how many tears she sheds, she will never soften me. But then the little traitor suddenly gets a backbone, and I can't help but admire her fire. Maybe we will both burn.
Nate is the King of KINGS. The undisputed ruler of Sinners High. And he's out for revenge. He makes my life hell until I only have two choices left: Break or fight back. I choose the latter. And soon we find ourselves in the middle of a game where we either both go down or give in to the deeply hidden desire that consumes us.
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Bittersweet Agony
Everyone thinks I am the more approachable, calmer one of the KINGS. Nobody knows what lies under the surface. The dark side I hide from everyone. The addiction to pain and adrenaline.
The girls I fuck bore me. They are just an image for me. But then one night I meet Nikita at an illegal car race. She is an adrenaline junkie like me. Together we explore the dark sides of life. Pain. Thrill. But how often can you play with death until you lose?
Ian is the first guy who seems to understand me. Who is not deterred by my dark side. On the contrary. He shares my darkne
ss. For a while we seem to be immortal. Until that fateful night.
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Disgraced Queen
Once upon a time, Lilian was mine. My queen. Until – well, until she wasn’t anymore. Until she disappeared. Now she is back, and I have a score to settle with her. I will break her heart as thoroughly as she broke mine. And when she lies bleeding out in the dust at my feet, I will finally be free.
Seth was once my epic love. A part of me may never have stopped loving him. He doesn't know why I broke his heart. That I had no other choice. He doesn't know where I spent the last year. What hell I've been through. When I get back to Sinners High, everything will be different. Before I left, I was a queen. I was Seth's epic love. Now I'm nothing, and Seth takes every opportunity to show me how low I have fallen.
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Avenging Knight
I am the player of the KINGS. I can have any girl. Just not the one I really long for. Kim. She is my forbidden fruit. And she tastes so sweet. At least in my fantasy, when I have a date with my right hand. But I will never have her. She has a lot of enemies. They fall. One by one. Kim does not know that I am her avenging knight. That I protect her. If I have to, even from myself.
Ever since I can remember, I've had a crush on Gregory. He's the star of every dirty fantasy I have. But he treats me like air. I know we are enemies. Or at least our families are enemies. But when we end up in a dangerous situation together, suddenly everything is possible. When it comes to survival, family rivalries recede into the background and the fire that burns within us gets out of control.