by L. A. Casey
"Stay still," I murmured before I began wiping around his cut eyebrow.
He hissed a little, and it made me smile.
"I'm nearly done, princess."
Dominic snorted and hissed at the same time. He remained still while I wiped away all the dry blood from his face. The cut on his eyebrow was only a little deep and was already clotted, so I just put a clear plaster over it. Then I picked up my ice pack and placed it on his face.
"Thank you," he murmured.
I nodded. "You're welcome."
Those words were the first nice things we had ever said to one another without being sarcastic.
Holy shite!
Dominic lifted his hand and placed it on top of mine on his ice pack. I froze and looked into his eyes, wondering what he was doing. I started to sweat when his other hand touched my back and pulled me close to him. My heart picked up its pace and began to pound into my ribs.
"Dominic, what are you doin'?" I asked, my voice trembling.
"Why do you call me Dominic?" he asked me, ignoring my question and my trembling.
My mind was getting all mushy, and my stomach was fluttering with butterflies.
"Because it's your name."
He grinned. "Everyone calls me Nico though, only my brothers call my Dominic."
I shrugged. "I'm not like everyone else."
He pulled me closer to him then.
"You torment me," he whispered to me. His scent filled my nose making me feel a little lightheaded.
"You started it," I snapped through my slight swaying.
He grinned at me and said, "I don't mean it like that; I mean you do torment me on a daily basis, but you torment me constantly, day and night."
I just looked at him in confusion which made him laugh.
"Bronagh, you get under my skin, you make me crazy," he clarified.
What? How is that possible?
I ignored him as much as I could at school and when he got too close to me, I physically and verbally assaulted him. I'm not saying I'm proud of it… but I'm also not saying I wouldn't do it again.
I narrowed my eyes at him. "Did you bring me up here just to tell me how much I annoy you? Because if you did, you could have done it back at school and saved me walkin' all the way up here."
He kissed me!
Correction, he was currently kissing me.
I opened my mouth to protest but instead of words leaving my mouth, I moaned, and a warm, wet tongue entered. I dropped my hand away from the ice pack and Dominic caught it and grabbed my other hand and pulled me onto him. I then felt his hands go under my school skirt and land on the back of my bare thighs before he hoisted me up onto him.
I gasped and then groaned when he nibbled on my bottom lip. He positioned me so I was straddling him. His left arm was tightly wrapped around my waist while his right arm was lower, and I found out why it was lower down when his hand slid around my right arse cheek.
"Dominic!"
I was shocked in myself at how that came out; it was meant to be sobering, but it sounded like a soft moan.
Dominic growled into my mouth, then he captured it with another kiss. My hands found their way to his hair, and when I twisted my fingers around his dark locks he stood up with me still wrapped around him. He turned us and lay me down on the bed with his body hovering over me.
I know this wasn't my first kiss, but it felt like it was because all I could do was feel, and I felt so good with Dominic kissing me.
He stopped kissing me long enough to sit up and pull his t-shirt from his body. I blew out a breath when I caught sight of his toned and tanned chest followed by his visible abs and very visible V line. He must work the fuck out too!
My eyes flicked to his right side and I groaned; he had a tribal tattoo curling from his ribs around to his back and up onto his shoulder. It looked like it wasn't finished though and that it was going to be a tribal tattoo sleeve down the length of his right arm.
Jesus, help me.
"Sit up," Dominic ordered, his voice husky.
I did, and when he lifted my school jumper from my body and starting unbuttoning my school shirt, I didn't stop him. My mind was literally screaming that this wasn't right, and I wasn't the type of girl to do this stuff with someone I didn't really know. My body replied with a simple 'fuck you' and won the battle.
"So fucking hot," Dominic growled when he pulled my shirt away from me.
I couldn't believe I was letting this happen. I was aware of what was going to happen if I let this continue on, but I chose to let it. It might be wrong but at this moment and time, it didn't feel wrong.
Dominic reached around to unhook my bra straps but at this exact time, his bedroom door opened.
"Dominic, are you coming for a run with - oh shit, sorry."
I screamed and covered myself up even though Dominic's body was hiding me from view.
"Alec, bro, get the fuck out!" Dominic bellowed, looking over his shoulder.
"Leaving," Alec said, as the door clicked shut.
I closed my eyes and could only imagine what Alec thought. From his view, he would have seen Dominic's bare back with my bare legs wrapped around the back of his because my skirt was rising up.
"Oh, my God," I whispered.
"I'm sorry about that, babe. Now where were we?" Dominic asked in a seductive tone.
Was he serious?
"I was about to get dressed and go home," I answered and pushed him back off me.
I was red faced as I scrambled around picking up my school shirt and school jumper. I quickly got my shirt back on and buttoned and fixed it into my skirt, then pulled my jumper over my head. I picked up my school bag and put the straps over my shoulders.
I moved towards the door without speaking to Dominic, and this made him mad.
"You're just going to leave, just like that?" he snapped.
I didn't look at his face, just at his still bare torso. "This is wrong, we don't even like each other so we shouldn't be kissin' or doin' anythin' other than ignorin' each other. I appreciate what you did for me today; I really do but that won't fix anythin', I still don't like you."
Dominic frowned. "I get that but I thought that we could hash it out-"
"By havin' sex?" I gasped.
"Uh, that's a good a way as any but-"
"You arsehole! You thought by seducin' me it would make me magically not hate you?" I shouted then widened my eyes. "Is that what you meant this mornin' when you said you would get me back without physically hurtin' me? You wanted to take my virginity when you knew I would regret that, and it would hurt me emotionally? Is that what is happenin' here?"
Dominic shook his head. "No, no, I'm saying this all wrong, babe-"
"Don't call me that. Get the hell out of me way, now!" I bellowed.
Dominic did move, but he had his own eyes narrowed now. "Stop being such a crazy bitch and just listen to me-"
"Oh, that's a great way to get a girl to listen, call her names," I spat sarcastically as I stormed down the flights of stairs.
When I got to the bottom of the stairs, Dominic suddenly jumped around me. The sight of his bare back and his tattoo before he turned around tormented me. It was rippled with muscle, and for some reason I wanted to bite him.
"Will you just stop, you're overreacting right now."
"Bro, you don't ever say that to an angry woman. Especially not an angry Irish woman," a voice whispered from my right.
"Fuck off, Kane," Dominic snapped without looking away from me.
"Why wouldn't I overreact? You have been a bloody dick to me ever since I met you, and now, all of a sudden, you want to hash things out between us by havin' sex? You're a class A fuckin' arsehole!" I snarled and slapped him across the face.
I felt bad because his face was already swollen and starting to bruise, but that feeling went away when he said what he did a few seconds later.
"You know what? I thought you would be somewhat nice to me for doing you a favour by defending you
today, but I guess you really are an ice-cold bitch. No wonder nobody at school wants to be your friend. Get the fuck out, no pussy is worth this bullshit."
Pussy? That's all I was?
Of course I was, why else would he do what he did and say all that bullshit to me?
He was trying to get laid and hoped to hurt me in the process, the fucking bastard.
I hated that my eyes welled up, but I hated even more that Dominic noticed it and rolled his eyes.
"If you want to do me a favour then stay the fuck away from me," I said in a cold tone before turning and walking away.
I paused at the door when I opened it. It was raining out, but that wasn't why I stopped. I looked over my shoulder and smiled at Dominic, ignoring the fact that all his brothers were watching and listening from out of the sitting room/gym room doorway.
Dominic hurt me with his words, worse than when he elbowed me in the face, and I wanted to hurt him back.
"And don't get big headed thinkin' I wanted to sleep with you, because I pretended you were Damien the whole time up there," I said sweetly then walked out the door and slammed it behind me.
"You fucking slut!" I heard Dominic's voice roar.
I heard his brothers shout at each other to grab him. The noise of them shouting stopped when I got a good bit away from his house.
I was so mad at myself; I should have known better than to go to his house. He was just another typical slimy lad who thought about nothing but having sex, and he thought that defending me would get him into my knickers. The fucking sad fact was that if Alec hadn't walked into the bedroom, he would have gotten into my knickers.
Apparently I was that easy!
I was fuming mad all the way home from school, and when I finally did get home, I was completely soaked and freezing. I groaned when I walked into the kitchen of mine and my sister's house.
"Hey," I said to her.
Branna looked at me with a smile on her face only for it to drop and her eyes to widen.
"What the hell happened to your face, Bronagh?" she shouted when I entered the kitchen. She pushed away from her laptop and ran towards me.
I sighed and shook out my body.
"Put the kettle on, it's a long story."
I was the first person in class the next morning, which was the usual. The classroom door was unlocked, so I walked in and sat in my usual seat at my usual desk. I took out my iTouch, put my earphones in my ears, took out a notepad from my bag, and started doodling out some pumpkins, ghosts, and other random scary things. Halloween was only two weeks away. I didn't like the holiday at all, but I was bored and just felt like drawing them.
I yawned after a moment; I was up for ages last night telling Branna about the twins and what my life had been like since they started at school. Branna found some of mine and Dominic's interactions amusing, but she didn't like what he did yesterday. The whole trying to get sex out of me in order to hurt me for hurting him with thumb tacks. She also didn't like what Jason did to me; I had to talk her out of going to his house and beating him with a hammer.
I assured her Dominic's beating was punishment enough. It took her awhile, and even though she wanted to hurt him, she accepted it and put the hammer back in her tool box.
After my yawn, I rubbed my eyes only to hiss in pain. Thanks to Dominic's elbow in the face yesterday my cheekbone and eye were bruised; I actually had a black eye. I didn't know how it was black and blue since he hit me in the cheek but whatever, it was bruised, and there wasn'thin' I could do to hide it. Not even makeup could be applied because it was too painful to touch, so I would be baring all to see.
I didn't even bother to try and hide it by framing my face with my hair because it would still be visible, so I bit another bullet and French plaited my hair back, keeping my hair tight to my head and completely out of my face.
I heard the class bell ring at the same time some students walked into the classroom, and as usual, I didn't look up or acknowledge anyone. I continued to scribble on my notebook but when a shadow fell over my desk, I glanced to my left.
It was only Alannah passing my table by, but when I looked to the left it was at the exact moment Dominic stepped into the classroom with his arm around Destiny's shoulder.
Seriously? He was going to parade around with another girl not even twenty hours after he almost successfully seduced me?
And that fucker had the nerve to call me a slut.
I couldn't help the snort that erupted out of me. Dominic looked at me the same time I snorted, and it gave me a perfect look at his face. His chin was bruised and so was a little of his cheek. Above his eyebrow was cut and bruised also. He looked practically perfect for someone who was in a fight while I got hit once and had the mother of all black eyes.
Typical, fucking typical.
Dominic's eyes were directly on my black eye while he stared at me. Destiny got his attention though when she tickled his belly.
Yes, she actually tickled his belly.
I snorted again as I turned back to my notebook and continued scribbling away. I only looked up when I heard Miss McKesson's voice over my music, so I took out my earphones.
She was calling out names while ticking them off on the attendance sheet.
"Bronagh Murphy," she called out.
"Here," I replied.
She looked up, smiled at me then gasped and actually dropped her pen to the floor.
"What happened to you?" she asked as she moved over to me.
Even though I had a black eye, nobody but Dominic noticed it since I had only looked at him. My other classmates didn't pay attention to me because that was the norm; I didn't bother with them, and they didn't bother with me. Thanks to Miss McKesson though, everyone was looking at me now.
"Holy shite, Bronagh, that's some shiner," Alannah's voice said from my left.
I nodded, because she was right; it was a hell of a shiner.
I looked at Miss McKesson and smiled. "I'm fine, it's nothin'."
"It's not nothin', you have a black eye for goodness sake," she breathed.
I smiled again; her concern was nice.
"I'm honestly fine; it was just a misunderstandin', the other person is dead now."
That lightened up the tension because everyone, including Miss McKesson, chuckled. The tension came right back when she looked around the room and gasped as she looked to the back.
"Nico, what happened to you… this time?" she gasped, again.
I wanted to laugh at the 'this time' part of her question. She knew he was a troublemaker considering the amount of times he rolled into school with bruises and whatnot on his face over the last five, almost six, weeks. His fight with Jason was the only one I had heard of him being in since he and his brother started here so where he got all the bruises from was beyond me.
"Nothin', just shitty decision makin' on my part. Chose to defend someone who wasn't worth it, it was my mistake."
I gritted my teeth and muttered, "You are a mistake."
I didn't mean for this to be audible but it was and my classmates actually oh'd. I meant that Dominic was my mistake and that kissing him was a mistake, but the class probably thought I meant his existence was a mistake, which right now, honestly wasn't that far off the bat with the way I was feeling.
Miss McKesson looked between myself and Dominic for a few moments. "The two of you stay after class."
Again?
I wanted to protest, but her tone was a serious one, so I just sighed and put my earphones back in. Class flew by; I noticed Damien entering class about thirty minutes late with another girl from class, Lexi Mars. I was instantly disgusted by the state of her hair and clothes and the shit-eating grin Damien was sporting.
That girl and Damien - because I heard from passing conversations that he had shagged multiple girls since moving here - were the definition of a slut, not me.
When class ended, I didn't move from my seat. I waited for everyone to leave before I took out my earphones.
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sp; "As much as the students of this school think us teachers are stupid, we aren't. We heard about the altercation between you and Jason after school yesterday, Nico. Care to explain what that was over?"
"It was over Bronagh," Dominic answered seconds later.
I humourlessly laughed. "No, he stuck his nose in other people's business then blamed it on me because he didn't get what he wanted out of the situation."
"And what did he want out of the situation?" Miss McKesson asked.
I looked at her with raised eyebrows.
Did she really expect me to have a heart to heart with her?
"A lovin' hug," I replied sarcastically.
She looked at Dominic then flicked her eyes between us. "I don't know what is goin' on between you both but sort it out between yourselves and don't bring any more violence into it. No more fightin', leave each other alone if you can't get along, understand?"
I saluted her which made her roll her eyes.
"Go on, the pair of you, get to class."
I stood up and pushed my chair into my desk then quickly left the classroom. The hallways were already emptying because second period had already started, so I quickened my pace until I was pulled back by the arm, bringing me to a halt.
"What's the rush, pretty girl?"
I jerked my arm free from Dominic's hold and started walking to class again.
"Don't fuckin' touch me, you dick," I snapped.
Dominic snorted and caught up with me. "You wanted my dick buried in you to the hilt yesterday, didn't you?"
"Damien's, not yours," I corrected trying not to blush with embarrassment of what was the truth. I did want him yesterday.
What I just said about Damien was an honest to God lie, but Dominic didn't need to know that. I wasn't attracted to Damien at all, even though he was Dominic's clone.
Dominic laughed, clearly amused. "No, you wanted my cock, I could smell how wet you were for me-"
I whirled around and jumped for him, intending to break something on his body, but he caught me mid-air, turned us both, and pressed me against the wall in the corridor. My tiptoes were touching the ground, but not fully because Dominic's body was pressed between my legs, literally pinning me against the wall.