♥️T.H.R.E.E♥️
THEME: {Where do I belong??}
✍️Written By Precious Pinky✍️
❣️Episode 55&56❣️
★★★★★
????Gwen’s pov????
“What are you doing here?” Brenden asked Arthur, raising a questioning brow at him.
Arthur shrugged in frustration as he pushed the door wider to reveal frowning Alex.
My gaze went down to their wrist to see that they were also cuffed together for this stupid a-ssignment.
I didn’t even know that this two were enemies until now.
Well I’m not surprise though…Brenden was a jerk and so was Arthur and Davis and like the saying goes; “Birds of the same feathers flocks together.”
Although they aren’t that bad but nothing change the fact that they were both stupid, foolish and jerks.
Alex gaze slowly came to rest on me and gradually the frown on her face faded and was replaced with a confuse look.
She stared in between Brenden and I before bringing her gaze to rest on our cuffed hands.
And I could swear on anything that I saw a glint of hurt in her eyes but she brush it away just as it came.
She gulped hard, glancing over at her brother.
“Does this give answer to your question?” Arthur asked calmly, glaring over at Alex.
Brenden smirked walking past them with me trailing from behind with a scowl plastered on my face.
“So you are cuffed with him… that’s a tragedy.” Arthur chuckles, following us from behind as well as Alex _not like she even have a choice_
“You can say that again.” I rolled my eyes.
I know you guys are wondering how we ended up here instead of my house due to how stubborn I was at coming to his house first but well, we came to an agreement that tonight we will stay here and then tomorrow we are going to stay at mine. We will continually do it like that until the week of torture and temptation to be a murderer comes to an end.
I hate that Daniel of a guy for doing this to me.
And I hate father more for agreeing to this shit.
Though I know dad only wants the best for me and I’m sure he wasn’t aware of the fact that I’m being cuffed with someone as evil as Brenden.
Yes, this idiot was evil. Devil’s incarnate.
Speaking of the idiot,,, I’m worried about his words to me earlier at the school compound.
What does he mean by whatever beating I give to him won’t freak him because he goes throu-ghthat everyday?
I don’t get.
Was Brenden abused by a friend or probably thugs?
Hey, don’t give me that look. I won’t be surprise that Brenden was a part of a gang, okay?
Now that explains the bruises I always see on his face aside from the ones inflicted by me of course.
Curiosity clouded me as soon as he said those words but I chose not to question him about it.
He obviously doesn’t want to talk about it with anyone and if he was ready to then he would. Although I know that person won’t definitely be me but still!
His heart were heavy…he had scars. Scars he was afraid to show anyone. Scars he was willing to hide till eternity. Scars that might turn out to be the death of him. Scars that for some unknown reason I want to heal him from.
“I should be saying the same thing to Lexi, you know right?” Brenden said to Arthur.
Arthur laughed, shaking his head before saying, “The word should be directed to your sister. She’s the evil one.”
“Did you just call my sister evil?” Brenden questioned, feigning anger.
“Yes. I mean…Ow!” Arthur whined, hopping on one foot. “What the Fuc-k is your problem!?”
Lexi rolled her eyes, glaring at him. “Simply because I choose to be silent doesn’t give you the right or courage to say trash, okay?”
“You are evil.” He snapped.
“Say that again, I dare you.”
“And if I do, what are you going to do? Hit me? Look at her eyes like that of a co-ckroach.”
“Did you just call me co-ckroach?”
“I didn’t say anything. You were the one who just called yourself co-ckroach.” Arthur said, backing away from her but due to the handcuff the distance between them were little. There was no escape for him.
“What? You just…”
He cuts her off. “I only said your eyes looked like that of a co-ckroach. You are an art student so english shouldn’t be difficult for you.”
“Wait, are you calling me stupid?”
Arthur gro-aned loudly almost at the verge of pulling out his hair. “Why are you putting words in my mouth? When did I call you stupid?”
“Just now!” She narrowed her eyes at him.
“I…I…Arrrrrrrgh! Brenden talk to your sister!” Arthur said at the top of his voice, clearly frustrated.
Brenden and I started laughing, confusing both Alex and Arthur as they gave us puzzled look.
We continued laughing, holding our stomachs.
“What’s so funny?” They both thought out loud, still staring at us.
“It’s great not to be the ones arguing over stupid things.” Brenden said in between laughter.
“I know right!” I added, laughing as well. “I wonder if our faces look like that when we are arguing.”
Brenden continued laughing as he cringed his face. “I hope not.”
We both continued laughing that we didn’t even realize when Arthur and Alex left until we heard a loud thud of the door.
We both stopped laughing and stared at each other, coming back to our senses.
“You look so ugly when laughing.” Brenden said to me, shaking his head as he started walking away, dragging me along. Damn this handcuffs.
“You pr*ck.”
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“Dad, I can’t believe you agreed to this. You know I’m not so use to not being home, right?”
“Come on sweetheart, your principal said it was a very important a-ssignment
I couldn’t refuse him.”
“Maybe not. But you should have talked him against cuffing me with some idiot.”
“What? Who did he cuff you with? Hope it’s Brenden and not some other dude?” Dad asked, surprising me in the process.
“Dad? Did you just say that?”
“Say what?”
“You are okay if it’s Brenden and not some other guy?” I asked, earning a glance from Brenden with a mischievous smirk on his face _Fowl_ “Aren’t you scared that he might take advantage of me or something. Have you forgotten that your child is a girl?”
“Of course not. I love that guy so much. Especially his sister. I honestly don’t know why you both aren’t friends. And more importantly, I trust Brenden. He would never take advantage of you. Besides, you might be pretty, charming and cute but I don’t think any guy will get turned on by how you look and dress.”
“You just disappointed me right now, dad.” I said, feigning hurt. And just when I was about to hang up, dad’s voice popped out interrupting me.
“Princess?”
“What?” I snapped.
Dad chuckles. “Stop being feisty, sweetheart. Anyway, I want to get something right…”
“What is it?” I asked, getting serious now and also worried.
I hope everything was okay over there.
I hope…
“You were cuffed with Brenden, right?”
I gro-aned. “Goodbye.” I hanged up, dropping my phone carelessly on the table beside me.
I can’t believe dad’s serious about not being bothered with me cuffed with a guy like Brenden. A s-ex freak!
*Besides, you might be pretty, cute and charming but I don’t think any guy will get turned on by how you look and dress.*
I looked down at what I was wearing,,, I was wearing just a blue short and a black baggy Tee.
*Don’t hype yourself, Barbie. Why should I get turned on by you?* Brenden’s words also played in my head, making feel insecure.
Do I look that bad?
Could that be the reason every student sees me as g-ay?
Was it because of how I dress?
Fuc-k it, Gwendolyn. And when did you start caring about what people says or think about how you dress or look?
“Your father loves me, doesn’t he?” Brenden’s voice cut throu-ghmy thoughts.
I rolled my eyes, turning around to the other side on the bed. “Shut up.”
“Although I’m not surprise.” He’s clearly refusing to take the hint that I don’t want to talk to him right now. “Everyone loves me you know.” His voice were coming up very close to my ear, showing how close we were now on the bed with my back pressed against his front.
“Get off me.” I gro-aned, shutting my eyes close.
“I’m not on you, Barbie.” He chuckles. “Oh wait, are you h*rny just by having me this close to you?”
I won’t deny the feelings I was feeling having him this close to me right now.
I won’t deny how ha-rd I was fighting the urge not to grind against his front.
I won’t…okay, that’s enough Gwendolyn. I think you are crossing the limit with your stupid thoughts.
But I won’t let Brenden know about how this closeness affects me…s-exually.
“Don’t flatter yourself, Princess Brenden. Your touch or closeness has no effect on me, okay?” Liar.
He laughed softly, planting a ki-ss on my shoulder blade and damn, that caught me unaware.
I almost mo-an-ed out loud but thank goodness for my self-control which stopped me from making a bigger fool of myself.
“And what about my ki-ss, Barbie?” He dropped another warm ki-ss on my neck this time around, lic-king and biting on that same spot. I bit my lower li-p, trying to avoid the mo-an that’s threatening to sli-p off any moment.
“Are you h*orny? Is that why you want to take advantage of me?” I questioned, fisting the mattress as a mo-an tried to escape my li-ps as Brenden nibbled on my earlobe.
He laughed again. “I won’t deny the fact that I’m h*rny as hell right now but hey, I will never take advantage of you.” He said, referring to my father and I conversation earlier. “Although I might make you beg me for s-ex, you know.”
I smirked. “Tsk, you wish.”
“Wishes come true, remember?”
“Not all does, remember?” I fired back.
“So you think I can’t make you fall ha-rd for me? You think I can’t make you beg me for s-ex?”
I laughed as I turned around to get a view of his face.
I didn’t realize we were this close until now.
Our faces were just few inches away from each other.
His gaze moved down to my li-ps and so did mine but I quickly looked away before I do anything stupid.
“s-ex with you is the least on my mind, Brenden.” I brou-ght my knees up, intentionally rubbing my knees against his d**** which made him gro-an out loud. I smirk as I pressed a ki-ss on his cheek. “But I know s-ex with me is your greatest priority.” I winked. “Don’t disturb me…I want to sleep.” I turned around to the other side.
“Wait, are you not going to have your bath?” He sounded disgusted.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m tired. And besides I have nothing to wear if I have my bath now.”
“I can lend you one of my shirt. I’m not all that bad.”
“Thank you but no thank you.”
“You…”
“Brenden, if you don’t want a shifted nose then can you please shut up and let me sleep!” I said throu-ghgritted teeth.
“You are so dirty.” He sighed.
“Thank you for the compliment, idiot.”
*****
“Hey.” I felt someone shake me but ignored it. “Gwendolyn.” I heard a whisper but stayed quiet, thinking whoever that was calling my name will get tired if I don’t answer and sleep. “Gwen.” But no, the person wasn’t willing to give up just yet.
I gro-aned, opening my eyes to see a Brenden staring down at me, looking so pressed.
Wait, was he really pressed?
“I’m pressed, Gwen.” Oh, he was.
“So? Why are you telling me?” I glared.
“I can’t go by myself. Fuc-k, I’m really pressed.” He breaths out.
“I don’t understand. If you want to pee then go to the bathroom and do that. Why are you telling me? Do you expect me to take you to the bathroom and take out your d**** and help you pee?”
“Fuc-k. Why are you…damn, I might end up peeing on this bed, Gwen. I…”
“Don’t you dare. I will kill y…” That’s when I remembered.
Shit, he’s telling me because he can’t go alone without me and that because of this Fuc-king handcuff.
“You could have just reminded me of the handcuff, you know.” I stood up along with him and we both went inside the bathroom.
I turned my face away, stuffing my free hand into my pan-ts pocket.
“Hurry up and do your thing…” I said.
“You know I can’t do that alone. I will need two ands for the job.” He stated.
“Hell nah. There’s no Fuc-king way I will touch your d****!”
“I’m not asking you to. I’m just asking you not to stiff your cuffed hand so I can do my thing using my BOTH HANDS!” He explained, making emphasis on the last sentences.
Oh…
“Whatever but don’t you dare let my hand touch your shit, okay?” I warned.
“I will try.” He smirked. “But I’m not promising you.”
****To Be Continued***