Taken Love

by KC Royale

  Johnathan Asshole Pierce. Only this guy, can turn my emotions upside down in a matter of seconds. He hadn’t spoken to me since the stairwell, and I was glad. He had turned out to be a real jerk, running from girl to girl in our school like a dog in heat. Ever since the rumor about his trust fund got out, it spread within a few days, and every girl wanted to try their hand to be with him. If he was wanted before, well this tidbit of news, really upped the ante. Most of the girls failed miserably to keep his attention, after only a few days, or a week even, and it was a sad sight to watch unfold. One day he would have a new girl on his arm, prancing her around in the halls like she was a prized horse, she would look so happy and excited. Then a few days, or a week later, that same girl would now be walking the halls alone, sad and heartbroken. He was definitely making his rounds, and I just couldn’t comprehend why he was breaking up with them so fast, but it was none of my business. I already had my brief encounter with him in the stairwell, where he teased me and made me feel wanted, just to make me feel heartbroken later, so I didn’t need to see anything else. He was an asshole, and that was enough for me to write him off for good. He wasn’t a factor, or even present in my life, at first. But that had changed, somewhat, and it sucked. But there was nothing I could do about it. Unfortunately, he was now seeing my best friend Blair, and I absolutely hated it.

  I tried to warn her, and convince her to date someone else, but she had somehow become fixated on him now. There was nothing I could say or do, and I didn’t want to be the one to stop her happiness. Even if it was a temporary one, she seemed so proud to say she was his, not only to me, but to the entire school. I knew better, I knew he would hurt her just like he did all the other girls. They had been going out for a little over a week now, it was her turn to experience him in all his splendor, just like the rest of the girls before her. I could never date someone who was more interested in how many girls he could pull, rather than the girl herself. Ugh! But there were a few of us, such as myself, who didn’t entertain him at all, and went on about our lives as normal high school seniors, who were preparing for college. We were not fazed at all by that asshole, I didn’t know about them, but I had my own reasons not to indulge in the cycle. Operation ignore that asshole, has kept me emotionally protected, and out of his sight and clutches. Until now.

  “Are you going to continue to ignore me Kathleen?” He asked me, as I continue to silently glare at him. Ignore you?

  “Yes.” I stated proudly, slammed my locker door shut, and left him standing there as I walked to my next class. How dare he think he could just come and talk to me just because he’s dating my best friend? He’d been dating her for one week and five days now, and the one day she’s not in school, he decides to speak to me? Ugh. Blair and her family were traveling to Canada to visit family, and they left early this morning, but not before she asked me to keep an eye on her precious Johnathan for her. I didn’t understand why she was becoming overprotective towards him, he hadn’t even kissed her yet, from what she’d told me. What was with him and not kissing girls? He probably had her pinned against the wall, or in a dark stairwell too, almost kissing her, like he almost did to me. That guy was crazy, and I was happy I didn’t have to see or hear about him for the next week and a half. With Blair gone, and school almost out, I was free to be me, and celebrate my acceptances to my top two schools. After lunch I hurried to my locker, swirled the combination and opened it, and a note fell out. I looked around and didn’t see anyone watching me, which meant the person who slipped it in the slit of my locker was nowhere around. It was a white folded piece of paper. I picked it up, opened it, and read it.

  House Party for a select few, at my house on Saturday night. You are invited. Only you. Address: 4321 Nathan Lane. See you there… xoxox

  I grabbed my math book, closed my locker, and headed to class before I was late. I knew there were a few parties going on this weekend, but I wasn’t invited to any, so I didn’t worry about going. But now I was invited by someone, and I was kind of excited that I was even considered. I wasn’t popular, and had no intentions to become popular, I minded my own business and Blair’s business too. This was great, because I needed to have some fun. I had never been to a house party before, but it was something I wanted to experience before heading off to college, and now I would.

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  Mom, it’s just a house party, and I won’t be there long, I promise.”

  “Kathleen, if there are any drugs or beer there, you leave immediately, understood?”

  “Yes, mother, I know the rules. It’s just a few of us from school, I’ll be back in a few hours, if that.” I giggled, as she dangled her car keys in front of me like bait.

  “I would feel better if Blair was going with you, but I know she is out of town. Call me if you need me, we’ll be up until you're back home.”

  “Okay, and yes, she is having a blast. She emailed me earlier with a few photos of the border.” She dropped the keys, and a huge grin came across my face, as I kissed her cheek and headed out the door.

  “Curfew is midnight.” She yelled.

  “Okay.” I yelled back, and slammed the front door, heading to her car. I didn’t even know whose party it was, but I was going to have some fun, so it didn’t really matter. I deserved to have some fun, and my parents knew it. They’re so proud of me, and I loved that they were. I felt so accomplished to have made good on their expectations of me, so far. I started the ignition, put in the address of the party, and began my journey into the unknown. I decided to dress up, because I rarely got a chance to do it, so I went all out. I had on a purple dress, black short heeled boots, a long silver necklace, and a few bracelets. I had my hair down, and freshly washed, with diamond studs. I didn’t know if the party was at one of the rich kid’s houses from my school, so to be safe, I knew jeans weren’t going to cut it tonight. Twenty minutes later, I arrived at a huge mansion that was the biggest house I’d ever seen to date. I was never on this side of town, because this was where the rich lived. I parked, and took a deep breath, and pulled out the invitation, to double check the address. “Yep, this is it.” I muttered to myself.

  I got out the car, and walked up the long driveway, and wondered why I didn’t hear any music or see any kids hanging about? Then I remembered the invitation said: ‘select few, only you.’ I approached the massive black door, and a wave of anxiety had suddenly come over me. I wondered if I should just leave now, but I wanted to have some fun, so I pushed the doorbell twice and took a deep breath. I waited for a few moments and the door opened. The view in front of me literally knocked the wind out of me. It was him, Johnathan Asshole Pierce. I wanted to run, I was mentally telling my legs to turn around and sprint back to the car, but I couldn’t move. I was sure my mouth was hanging open as he smiled at me. “Johnathan Asshole Pierce, what are you doing here?” I snarled.

  “Asshole? Am I really that bad Kathleen?” His amusement was evident, and it made me even madder.

  “No, you, you’re worse. Is this where the party is?” I asked, stretching my neck as I looked behind him, pretending that he wasn’t even standing right in front of me, looking gorgeous in his black jeans and t-shirt. .

  “Yes, come on in.” He moved aside, and I saw his eyes travelling up and down my body, as I walked past him, and into the massive mansion. He closed the door, and stood there taking in my appearance, I could literally feel his eyes on me.

  “Why are you answering the door for someone else’s house? That’s a little odd.” I stated. As I walked further inside this huge mansion, my eyes roamed all around, and I suddenly felt like my house was as small as a monopoly game hotel piece. This place was massive!

  “Well, this is my house, and I invited you, Kathleen.” My head snapped around, and I looked at him, taking a few steps back, and exhaled.

  “Why did you, invite me?” I asked him, as if I barely could talk, my voice was so quiet. I think I was still in shock, knowing that he was the one who’d left the note in my locker.<
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  “I wanted you to have some fun. I’d heard you got accepted into your top two schools.” He boasted.

  “You did, did you?” I hissed. “Well, your girlfriend will be paying for that little breach of confidentiality, once she’s back from Canada.” I snarled.

  “Well, don’t be too hard on her… I did ask.” He admitted.

  “You inquired about me, what for?” I shrugged, shaking my head at the same time.

  “Call it curiosity.” He smirked.

  “Well, curiosity killed that cat, so be careful what you presume to find out about me. Let’s be clear, I still don’t like you, and to top it off, you’re an asshole.” He laughed out loud, a hearty laugh, as if he hadn’t laughed like that in ages.

  “I love that you’re not scared of me Kathleen. You’re a pleasure to be around.” He chuckled.

  “What are you talking about, you’re never around me.” I stated, exasperated with him already, and it’s only been two minutes.

  “I don’t have to be in your face to be around you. I still see you when I want to, and I have ways of filling my curiosity about you too.” He muttered.

  “So, I guess my operation failed then.” I muttered harshly.

  “What operation?” He asked, perplexed.

  “Ugh, nothing. I meant nothing.” I stuttered quickly.

  “Oh no…” He stepped towards me, and gently grabbed my arm. Looking into my wide eyes, just like before, and I gasped. “Tell me. I want to know what operation you’re referring to.” He demanded. “It’s called…” I bit down on my lip, and he narrowed his eyes at me.

  “Go on, out with it.” He coaxed, and I exhaled and muttered it.

  “Operation ignore that asshole.” I breathed, feeling anxious.

  “I’m assuming that, I’m the asshole you’re determined to ignore?” I nodded, as he smirked and leaned forward, even closer to me. I could feel his breath on my lips, and I started to pull my arm from his, but his grip tightened.

  “Let, go.” I snarled. “You want me too?”

  “I asked, didn’t I?” I snapped.

  “What if I don’t want to let go? What if I want to do this…” He leaned forward and brushed his lips over mine, I then pulled back from him, and jerked my arm away from his grasp.

  “You... you… asshole.” I growled.

  “I think we already got that part covered Kathleen, don’t you think?” He stood there, ready and willing to kiss me this time. I mean really kiss me, I could feel it in my bones, and it made me mad. Why now?

  “You lured me here to kiss me, and to cheat on my best friend, who happens to be your girlfriend?” I yelled in his face.

  “We’re just hanging out.” He shrugged his shoulders, as if Blair meant nothing to him.

  “Hanging out? Is that what you call it?” I tilted my head in disgust at him. This guy was crazy.

  “Kathleen, I haven’t had a girlfriend since I’ve moved here. But I think I’ve finally found someone who I want to be my girlfriend, if she would have me?” He smiled at me, and I closed my eyes to take a deep breath.

  “You, are an asshole!” I turned and headed towards the door, he grabbed my arm again, spinning me around, before he pushed me against the back of the front door and kissed me. His lips pressed into mine, sucking the air from my lungs. I fought him as best I could, I needed him off of me. I needed him to move, and let me get out of here, but he didn’t. He groaned and pressed his tongue inside my mouth, and I pushed him off of me with all my might, he fell back a step. Both of us panting, but for two different reasons. His panting was of desire, and mine of anger, which had the both us breathing harder. We both glowered at each other, speechless, I raised my hand and slapped him across his face, my eyes widening. The sound of the slap ricocheted off the walls as an echo. He grabbed my hand that was still in the air, growling, and pushed me back against the door, his lips ever so close to mine as he stilled. A moment later, I brazenly leaned forward and bit his bottom lip, hard. He growled again, and I felt his tongue on my top lip, licking slowly at my mouth, and I knew then that I’d lost the battle. I slowly licked his bottom lip, feeling the bite prints I’d just left embedded in it, while my body trembled against his. I pulled back, as we both just looked at each other, in silent deliberations until he spoke. “You want me.” He stated arrogantly.

  “I don’t want an asshole like you. Let me out of here.” I hissed.

  “You’re a coward, Kathleen.” He uttered.

  “You... you ASSHOLE!” I screamed, as he pulled me back to him aggressively and kissed me hard, both of us kissing each other frantic and passionately. I grabbed his shirt, pulling him toward me, his hands in my hair, holding me to his mouth. Tongues rolling and lapping, hard and sloppy, his growling making me want him more. I moaned in his mouth, feeling my body becoming numb with sensations. His hand cupped my left breast, and I moaned again, as his thumb rubbed over my hardened nipple. My hands in his hair, pulling and tugging him closer to me, our kissing was becoming more intense. He lifted my right leg up near his waist, as he rubbed himself against me, I tore my mouth from his, panting as I moaned softly. “Oh GOD… Oh God.” I whimpered, as my hands tightened in his hair. He groaned, and his mouth covered mine again in another heated kiss, he trembled while pushing me further into the door. I then tried to pull away from him, and he immediately pulled me back to him. “Asshole.” I breathed, as he suckled my bottom lip.

  “No, mine.” He groaned, and kissed me again.

  “No, not yours… I don’t belong to you.” I uttered against his mouth.

  “You will.” He muttered arrogantly and I pulled away from him, nearly falling on the floor, while panting harshly. I wiped the sides of my mouth and walked to the door, and glanced back at his stunned face, before opening the door and quickly leaving. I headed down the long driveway towards my car, but little did I know, he was following me. “Kathleen, wait!” He yelled.

  Chapter 5

  I COULDN’T WAIT. I wanted to get away from him, and I found myself running from the voice that was gaining on me. That was, until I tripped and fell, scraping my knee, and I cried out in pain. “KATHLEEN!” He yelled, as he ran towards where I was leaning over, clutching my knee as the pain coursed through me. He fell to his knees in front of me, and placed his hand on my arm. I flinched a little from his grasp.

  “I fell, and I…” I uttered.

  “It’s okay, does it hurt?” My head snapped up to glare at him, and he smiled.

  “Well, I’m glad to see that me on the ground in pain is funny to you…” I tore my gaze from him, and muttered to myself. “Asshole.”

  “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make a joke. But seriously, are you alright Kathleen?”

  “Yeah, I think so. But I’m bleeding some, and it hurts.” I said, looking at my bruised knee.

  “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” He grabbed me to help me stand.

  “No, I can go home and do that, its fine.” I stated warily, as I leaned over to look at my grazed knee, and swiped at the blood that trickled down my leg.

  “No, you’re coming with me.” He demanded. I nodded, and he helped me back up. We slowly walked back to the house. I had a slight limp in my step, but he held me around my waist for support… or to cop a feel. Asshole. We entered the massive mansion that was still eerily quiet to have a party in progress, I wondered where everyone was at? I didn’t worry about it too much, because I wasn’t planning on staying too long at this point anyways. He walked me upstairs, and down a long corridor, then he pushed opened a door that I assumed was the bathroom, but it wasn’t. This was a boy’s room. His room. There was a bed, computer desk, flat screen, and books. Lots and lots of books, and a collection of movies in another book shelf, lining the walls. My eyes locked on the large bed in the center of the room, an audible gasp left my lips, and he turned to me. “Come on, I have a first aid kit in my bathroom.” He murmured to me. “Um, I should go. I shouldn’t be here, Johnathan.” I said, feeling more ner
vous than I wanted to admit to him, or to myself.

  “Kathleen, please stop over analyzing everything when you’re around me?” He groaned.

  “Why shouldn’t I? You give off mixed signals all the time.” I snapped.

  “I think it’s good to be a creature of mystery, don’t you?” He smiled, and I took a deep breath at the cockiness he just has to exude.

  “A creature of mystery, yes, an asshole, no.” I murmured. When he gasped at my words, I instantly felt a pang of regret. No one wanted to hear that they were an asshole all day, every day, but if the shoe fits…

  “Let me clean you up. Here, sit on my bed, and I’ll be right back.” He went towards his bathroom, located inside his room, as I took a few lingering steps towards his huge bed. There was a black and brown duvet, and it looked bigger than my bed, so it had to be a king size. Why did he need a bed so huge? It was probably because of the many girls he’s had in it, on a day to day basis, I found myself giggling at the thought.

  “What’s so funny?” He asked, while approaching me with a wet cloth, peroxide, and a few bandages.

  “I was just thinking how much action this bed must have gotten since you’ve been in town.” I smirked at him, and his face immediately fell. I could sense that something had changed in his stance and expression. He looked vulnerable, or uneasy, as he sat next to me, and started cleaning and patching my knee in silence. I didn’t know what I had said to make him so upset, and at the risk of saying anything else to upset him, I decided to stay quiet until he was done. He seemed sad, and I didn’t know why, but it was of no consequence to me. His party guests could figure that one out, after I’m gone.