The Campus Jock: A College Bad Boy Romance

by Serena Silver

  As I said that he went back into our kiss. His hand was going lower and lower, and eventually he grabbed it, he squeezed it, and he loved it. I could tell by the way he was kissing me that he was very attracted to me.

  I stopped the kiss and started kissing his neck, I loved how I could see his veins, it was always an attractive feature in a guy. After I had stopped he did the same thing on me, we weren’t even doing anything yet, and it felt amazing and electric. My whole body was in pleasure even though he wasn’t really even touching me yet. And then he was, as his hand was on my ass it slowly went down my pants onto the same place it was before - but naked. I touched his chest and put my hand below his t-shirt. I was happy to find that he had abs - and they were well shaped. I kept touching them, and they felt so damn good. Our tongues were playing with each other, or maybe they were fighting, but in any case, I loved it.

  The foreplay was getting hotter, I took off his shirt and got a view of all that I was touching, and he did the same by taking off my pants. I was, luckily, wearing lacy black pants, so I looked quite yummy. After he took off my pants, taking off my shirt followed and he put his hand in my pants, I could feel him rubbing me, and I moaned in pleasure. Fuck, I really wanted that. I unzipped his pants and grabbed him. It felt hard and firm… definitely wasn’t small. I started massaging him while he was rubbing me and we would go on kissing. After a few seconds, we both seemed to not be able to take it anymore and wanted to get straight to the action as soon as possible.

  He pushed me on the couch and took off my panties, without even asking his mouth was there now. It felt so amazing, he surely knew what he was doing. I couldn’t stop moaning because I felt as if I was in heaven. After a few minutes, he put on a condom and went in. The real deal was so much better than anything else. He felt so amazingly good inside me, and I could tell he loved it too, it is so hot when guys give out a little moan because it is so rare. After a while I went on top and showed him how I could move, those twerking moves that everyone hated - actually very useful in that scenario for both of us. I felt like it was going on for hours, but still, neither one of us wanted to stop, around the end he started rubbing me while doing me from behind and I finished which my neighbors probably knew.

  I hadn’t been with that many people in my life, but that was definitely my favorite. We somehow fit together, our bodies worked as one, and it was like we knew exactly what the other person needed, and we helped each other out. It felt better than anything else.

  Chapter Seven

  After the long amazing night that we spent together, I joined him in the lab because he had to go and grab a few important things. Chances were that they had already done it for him, but we needed to check anyway.

  When we got there the room was locked, and none of our student cards could manage to open it. It was Saturday so it wasn’t that surprising that the whole building was empty and nothing would really unlock. Luckily, the room was on the first floor, so there was a chance for me to crawl through the window.

  He could easily push me up. “It looks completely trashed…,” I said from inside as I was looking around for the tube and folder that he needed. They were nowhere to be seen, and somebody had definitely been there.

  “Look behind the printers,” Troy said while trying to look through the window. I was snooping everywhere, but there was nothing to be found. While snooping, I couldn’t help notice a picture of him and his mother. They seemed so happy there - they were sitting on some bench, and you could see a lake behind them, it was a beautiful scenery and a beautiful moment. He looked quite young in that picture - maybe around 14 years old.

  “You’re such a cutie here,” I said and looked through the window. He wasn’t there. “Troy?” I said a bit louder hoping that he would hear me but I got no answer. Where could he have gone so fast? I went forward towards the window and the moment I looked out something grabbed me. Before I could scream for help, I felt the pain of a sharp needle in my neck, and I knew that we were in big trouble.

  Waking up was weird and uncomfortable. I could barely feel my body, and when I looked around, all I could see was darkness. I was so scared that I could feel my heartbeat in my head. I moved my hand, and the lights turned on. I was in a room where everything seemed pretty normal - it even looked like a hotel room. I looked around and on the bed next to me was Troy laying down unconsciously.

  “Troy?!” I got up from the bed even though it was difficult and I went up to him. I had to check if he was okay. He started opening his eyes slowly and then he looked at me.

  “Where am I?” he asked while trying to get up himself.

  “I don’t know,” I replied while looking around the room, “I think the people from yesterday might have something to do with this.”

  “I don’t think, I am sure they do,” he said while seeming kind of angry. I couldn't really blame him, though; I didn’t love this situation myself.

  “Let’s see what’s outside,” I said pointing at the door. As we were about to head out, the door opened, and a woman walked in. She was wearing that businesswoman type of skirt with a shirt and a coat - all in dark red. Her high heels were knocking on the floor, and she made me feel a sense of power that she seemed to carry around with herself. Her hair was straight and put in a ponytail, and her makeup was flawless, the woman herself seemed flawless, everything in her screamed of perfection, it was quite intimidating.

  “Hello,” she said and went up and sat at the edge of one of the beds. “Please, sit down” she added pointing to the other one. Without saying anything Troy and I did what she asked of us and sat down. “Let me just say that I am sorry for how things were handled, I didn’t mean for it to be this way, you just always kept running. Also, Lana Wood, you are free to go if you wish,” she said in a perfectly normal tone as if it didn’t matter that they had just kidnapped us.

  “I am not going anywhere until you let him go too,” I said and meant it.

  “Of course,” her voice was still as calm as possible.

  “Why are we here?” Troy said and stood up from the bed as if he was ready to leave.

  “You know why you have been here before,” she said and smiled. What was she talking about? If he had been here before then why was he trying so hard to escape them?

  “What is she talking about?” I looked at him, and I couldn’t help but notice that he actually seemed guilty. I waited, but he would not respond to my question, so I looked at her.

  “Your friend here used to be one of our interns.” She opened a folder and took out some file that had his picture attached to it. “He worked with us last year until he stole something of great importance, so we had to let him go,” she added and looked at both of us.

  “What on earth is she talking about?” I asked again.

  “I am sorry,” he told me and tried to grab my hand but I pulled away.

  “Problem is that when we kicked him out, we thought he gave us everything back but he didn’t - he made a copy, that the frequent visits to the hospital confirm to have been exactly what we thought it was.”

  “And what is that?” I asked because he didn’t seem to want to say a single word.

  “A formula we had been developing, to cure cancer.” Those words always sound so incredible yet so far-fetched. “It is in no way perfected, and it is not ready for human trials, but your friend here has been experimenting on himself, and you know that.” She grabbed his hand and rolled up his sleeve. It was all red and swollen, I have no idea I had not seen it before, I guess my eyes were elsewhere.

  It felt so strange to find out that he had lied to me, no matter what his reasons were, I did not tolerate lying in any way, not at all. I felt so disappointed, lied to, I even felt like he had manipulated me.

  “You lied to me.” I looked at him, and I know he could see the tears in my eyes.

  “Lana…,” he grabbed me by my shoulders “Everything I have told you has been true. The only thing I lied about is that I stole it, I have been trying
to perfect it, I am so close.” He was trying to convince me that it was okay but it was not working.

  “You aren’t close at all,” the woman said and shook her head. “You have gained certain abilities that make you sick; you have altered your DNA but in no way did you come closer to the cure of cancer.”

  “That is not true!” He raised his voice.

  “I have your research!” She raised hers as well. “I have gone through it twice, we have been there too, you’re not close, you’ve taken a wrong turn. It isn’t medicine yet, it is a toy that you are playing with, you’re playing with a dangerous toy.” I couldn’t take listening to more of this. I felt so disappointed that Troy had lied to me. I didn’t really want to talk with him, see him or have anything to do with this.

  “I’d like to leave now,” I said and walked up to the door.

  “Lana, wait!” he said while following me. “Don’t go, I didn’t mean to lie, I just couldn’t tell you I stole it, for your own good.” He was trying to convince me.

  “I don’t care why you did it, I just know that you lied and that is all that matters to me right now.” I opened the door and walked out.

  I couldn’t help the tears that were rolling down my cheeks, I felt a sharp pain in my stomach, I felt stupid for trusting somebody I had just met and most of all I felt naive and betrayed. I was done dealing with him and trying to help him when he didn’t have the guts to admit to me that he had done something wrong.

  Chapter Eight

  My feelings weren’t gone, not even by far. I still had a terrible feeling inside, I felt so disappointed I found it hard to even think about him. Two days had passed, and I was ready to go back to lectures and possibly face him somewhere around the corridors. I had planned in my head what I would tell him if he asked me things, I had planned how I would react to seeing him if I would even look at him.

  When I went to the university it was fuller than ever before - I think everyone had finally decided to start going to lectures which was a good thing I guess, but the overcrowded hallways sure did not feel that good. I kept looking around in hopes of seeing Troy somewhere. I was playing a game, I wanted to see him just so I could ignore him and make him try to fix it. I wanted him to try to keep me in his life - I saw this as a test in a way.

  Amalie and Jonas were sitting on a big round table in the cafeteria when I went in. I was starving, so I went up to them as fast as I could.

  “Hey, what are you eating?” I said looking at Amalie’s meal. I had forgotten to bring food, and the line was so long that I couldn’t even imagine having to wait for the whole thing. I needed to eat right away.

  “Okay, stop eyeing my food, you can have half of the sandwich.” she said and put it towards me as I sat down.

  “Oh, thank you, my lord and savior,” I said and attacked the food, I was starving.

  Everyone at the table was oddly quiet, I was usually the one to start a topic, but I was too occupied thinking about what had happened recently to have the energy to come up with ideas for a conversation.

  “Why are you so quiet?” Jonas asked.

  “Ok guys...I went on a real date with Troy a few days ago,” I said and felt like I was starting to blush.

  “Oh my god! How did it go?” Amalie was excited to know; she was on the edge of her seat. I wanted to tell her everything and cry in her arms so bad but I couldn’t. I had promised not to, and even though he had lied to me, I couldn’t live with myself if I broke a promise like that.

  “It was amazing... But it’s over,” I said and put some food in my mouth, so I didn’t have to talk.

  “What...? Why?”

  “He lied to me about something,” I replied, it was technically true.

  “That’s it? People lie all the time, Jonas has lied to me a million times. What did he lie about?” Amalie was curious.

  “I promised not to tell anyone, so I can’t tell you.” luckily they were mature enough to understand that a promise should not be broken so they didn’t ask more questions about it.

  “You know… people make mistakes, the truth is that if you really like him, you shouldn’t let a small hiccup get in the way of your happiness.” Jonas made a lot of sense sometimes, and that was one of the times he did. I was beginning to question my actions. Maybe I shouldn’t have left just like that. I had to see Troy and talk with him.

  Just as I was about to text him and ask where he was a guy approached our table. He was quite attractive, super blonde and tall. A Scandinavian-like guy that I had seen before in Amalie’s class. He had never really talked with us before so him approaching us was odd.

  “Hey, are you Lana?” he asked and looked at me. His expression seemed a bit worried.

  “Yes?”

  “I’m David, a friend of Troy’s. Have you seen him recently, the last time I heard of him was when he went out on a date with you.” He had told his friend about it?

  “He told you?” I was a bit surprised, guys don’t seem to usually talk about girls much.

  “Of course, he was super excited about it, I think he likes you,” he said with a smile.

  “I haven’t seen him since then, no. Have you looked in the lab and checked his apartment and all?” I was just making sure.

  “Yes, I’ve looked everywhere...It’s just odd that he has disappeared at this time.” he seemed worried again.

  “Why is it so odd?”

  “I hate saying this...,” he was hesitant to speak, “his mother died yesterday.” Everyone was suddenly quiet. I feel like the world stopped for a second, it was terrible to hear that and I could only imagine how Troy felt. He had worked so hard for so long to try to help her, and that was over now.

  “Oh my god, I am so sorry,” I said and looked down. “When is the funeral?” I had to be there for him no matter what.

  “Nobody knows, as I said, I haven’t even seen Troy, I’ve only spoken with his aunt, and she hasn’t seen him either.” It was odd how he had disappeared, and a terrible thought crossed my mind. What if he wasn’t okay? Where was he?

  “I’ll go look for him as well,” I said and grabbed my bag. I had no idea where to even start, but I knew that I had to go back to the facility and check there. The thoughts crossing my mind were so terrible that I could only hope none of them were true.

  “Bye guys,” I said and headed towards the exit.

  Chapter Nine

  When I got to the facility figuring out where the door was wasn’t easy. It was full of guards everywhere so when I went up I was stopped. They asked for my name, and I had to wait for about ten minutes to actually get access to the building. When I did, I asked a girl at the reception to contact me with the most important person here who I imagined was the lady from the other day. I had to ask her if she knew where Troy was and I had a feeling she did know.

  I waited another twenty minutes for us to come and when she did she didn’t seem surprised at all, in fact, she seemed like she was expecting me.

  “I was beginning to wonder if you’d come back,” she said without stopping, she expected me to walk after her and follow her, so that is what I did.

  “What is going on?” I asked while running behind her, she could really walk fast despite wearing high heels.

  “You’re here for Troy, aren’t you?”

  “Yes. “

  “Well, I am taking you to him.” I felt a sense of relief that I had found him.

  We took an elevator and a few short corridors and ended up in front of a room with the number 133. She stopped right before we entered and looked at me.

  “Just, prepare yourself. You may not like the view,” she said and opened the door. The room looked just like a hospital room, and at the end of it, you could see Troy on a bed right next to the window.

  “Oh my god, what’s wrong with him?” I asked and ran up to him. He was unconscious, pale and I felt so bad for what I had done, I should not have left.

  “He agreed to have us help him get rid of the ...powers.”

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sp; “Why is he not awake?” she didn’t really give me a specific answer.

  “We are waiting for the treatment to respond but it is taking a bit longer than usual.” I felt that terrible pain in my stomach. I was so worried about him I could start crying.

  “Is he going to be okay?”

  “We can’t really tell yet… he should be, but he is responding a bit differently than we expected.”

  “What the hell did you expect? What if you kill him?” I was getting angry, what were they doing?

  “Look, he agreed to it. He wants to be normal again,” she said and looked at me, her facial expression was telling me that she was also worried. “All you can do is wait,” she answered a question that I hadn’t even asked. I wanted to know if there was anything that I could do but there wasn’t.

  I wasn’t ready to leave the facility, I wanted to hang around for a bit. The woman was called Jessica Brown, and she was the head of this pharmaceutical company. They didn’t only make medicine, they also made experiments in different and innovative ways. I didn’t understand much because my science knowledge is limited but I knew they weren’t bad people. I had no idea how I would tell Troy about his mother when he would wake up, but I really wanted him to do so.

  Waiting on the couch in some big waiting room filled with vending machines and magazines for people to read reminded me a lot of a hospital. I called Troy’s friend David to inform him that Troy was okay and I had found him, when he asked where he was I just lied and said he was taking a shower at my place and I would have him call later. If he never woke up... My plan was to just finally be honest, but I couldn’t break my promise just yet by telling anybody about this.

  It felt like the longest day in my life, I kept staring at my clock and time seemed to stop. I opened my book and tried to study a bit, I knew I wasn’t doing so well at university, I had a bad beginning, and I would have to work way harder to be able to catch up and get good grades. I hated that I had let a situation get in the way of my goals and I hated the person I had been. I felt so guilty for leaving Troy behind, for getting so angry and letting him go, if he didn’t wake up I would never be able to forgive myself.