Chapter 9

**Blake**

“You jerk!” I yelled, pushing Jason aside so that Braydon and I were the ones face to face.

“Blake…” He began carefully, slowly walking backwards.

“How could you? Not only sleep with my worst enemy but you use my own insecurities against me.”

“I’m sorry?” He replied with uncertainty.

How could I have been so stupid? The guy that I had thought I loved turned out to be a total jerk and here I was thinking I was good at picking out the good guys.

I couldn’t say anything after Braydon’s apology – that didn’t even sound sincere. I wanted to slap him in the face for being a liar and a cheat. I wanted to slap him in the face for not caring about my feelings. I wanted to slap him in the face for putting his hands on that slutty whore.

I felt myself getting angrier as I thought about how I gave him a good four years of my life and how he wanted to throw it away like it meant nothing. I curled my fingers in my hand like my daddy once taught me to and pulled my arm back. I landed a good punch on Braydon.

He didn’t cry out in pain like I hoped he would but he did flinch backwards holding his hands up to his nose.

“Stupid bitch.” He yelled.

I was about to land another punch but I was pushed away from Braydon as Jason started to pound him. I ignored them as they continue to fight each other as a new plan began to form in my mind and I started to run up the stairs.

That bitch had set out to ruin my life since day one and I’m going to finish it. I ran and ran and I didn’t stop until I reached the gymnasium. I knew Nicole and the cheer squad always had practice last period. I didn’t care if I was interrupting them, I ripped the gym door open and saw that the cheerleaders were in a circle and Nicole was in the middle giving them some sort of speech.

The sight of her made me want to run up to her and rip all her hair out but instead, I walked up to where they were huddled in the circle and I pushed my way in, ignoring the cheerleaders complaints. Apparently I was being too aggressive.

I stopped right in front of Nicole, our noses touching. Despite my threatening look, a stupid smirk was plastered on her face.

“Blake,” She said ever so sweetly, “How can I help you?”

My eyes narrowed even more as I took a step back so our noses weren’t touching anymore.

“Sleeping with someone else’s boyfriend is pretty low.” I sneered.

“Okay...” She replied.

“I know about you and Braydon.”

“Okay...” she repeated but this time she said it slowly like she was talking to a stupid person

My anger got the best of me and I grabbed her by the hair as I pulled her closer to me and I punched her hard in the face.

She screamed out in pain as she tried to pry me off but I had a strong grip on her hair. She lashed on to my hair and I bit my tongue from screaming out in pain as I used my free hand to keep punching her in the face.

The fight ended sooner than I hoped as Nicole was pulled away from me and I lost my grip on her hair. I tried to get free from the strong arms holding me back - as did Nicole –but Mrs. Brooks, the cheerleading coach, was holding her back.

“Calm down Blake.” A soothing voice tried to calm me down.

“Let go of me Jason.” I yelled, kicking him repeatedly.

“Blake, she’s pregnant.” He reminded me.

“So?” I argued. “She’s not pregnant in the face.” I’m not stupid, I didn’t forget about the demon baby that was now growing in her stomach. That’s why I had only aimed for her face because there’s no harm in a black eye or a broken nose.

Before I could protest or land another punch on Nicole’s ugly face, Jason dragged me out of the gymnasium and he kept dragging me until we reached the student’s parking lot. We stopped right in front of his car which was parked in front of the school.

“Get in,” he commanded.

I shook my head, thinking about dance practice which I had after school. Plus I would have to explain to Ms. Rodriguez why I wasn’t in class.

“I can’t.” I told him.

“Well it’s a good thing that I wasn’t asking.” He gave me his signature smirk and I couldn’t help the smile I cracked. To be honest, Jason was the last person I would expect to come to my rescue on anything but I had to admit, he came through for me today.

“Fine,” I groaned, “But what about my car?”

“Don’t worry about it,” he shrugged, “I’ll just text Dave to come to our house to get your keys so he could come back to the school and get your car.”

A part of me wanted to protest because I felt bad that poor Dave would have to go back and forth between my house and this school and I didn’t want him to go through all that trouble. Another part really wanted to get away from this school before I let myself do something I regretted and plus, I really didn’t want to drive in my condition!

I was about to answer to him when I heard a high pitch voice scream, “I can’t believe she did that!” I didn’t have to turn towards the voice to know who said it.My body stiffened as I felt myself getting angry again.

I heard a low growl come from beside me and I looked up to see Jason tense up with narrowed eyes looking at something behind me. I turned around and my heart sank into my body as my eyes followed the new couple of Averill High. They were walking around the parking lot towards his car as Nicole was yelling (at no one in particular) and Braydon trailed behind her trying to calm her down.

I didn’t think anyone could feel this much hatred as I was feeling for those two right that second; I really wanted to beat the shit out of Nicole and I wouldn’t mind if something really bad happened to Braydon.

I looked away.I was sick of seeing Braydon and Nicole acting like a couple. My eyes landed on a rock that was lying on the ground.

A smirk played on my lips as I picked up the rock. It was small enough to fit inside my hands but big enough to do real damage to an object or a person.

They say you’re at your strongest when you feel mad or angry and I kept that in mind as I threw the rock in Braydon’s direction. I must have been angrier than I thought cause the rock went farther than I anticipated and it hit Braydon’s car, the glass shattering; leaving behind a bullet size hole.

Braydon and Nicole turned in our direction as his car alarm started blazing. Jason and I quickly jumped in his car and we drove away from the school and the car wreck.

Jason started laughing when we were far enough away from the school.

“That was awesome!” He yelled, cheering, “I can’t believe you hit his car! You’ve got a good arm kid.”

I wanted to chuckle at his comment when my eyes shot up in confusion.

Did he not realize that I had not been aiming for his car?

Jason parked his car in the garage a few minutes later and we both got out at the same time and walked towards the front door.

Jason opened the door just as I noticed his new car.

Why was it so much better than mine?

**Jason’s POV**

I threw my key on to the coffee table as Blake closed the door behind her and dropped herself on the couch. I sat down beside her and we stayed silent for several minutes as we both stared at the blank TV screen.

I hate emotional people especially emotional girls. That’s why my rule is to smash them and then leave before all the baggage starts piling on. So how the hell was I supposed to consult this emotional girl beside me?

“Look Blake,” I began.

“Don’t worry about it Jason,” She spoke, cutting me off, “I know you’re not good with words; especially with feelings so save your breath. But thank you for today.”

I let out a soft chuckle as I ran my hand through my short black hair. I didn’t know how to make her feel better withwords but I did have an idea how I could help her out. I got off the couch and made my way into Mr. Mitchell’s office, even though he had threatened me to never go in there, but decided to take my chances just this once.

I rummaged through his cabinets, until I found what I needed; his liquor cabinet—jackpot. I grabbed a random bottle from the shelf and practically ran out of his office; I was paranoid that Mr. Mitchell himself would find me there.

“Let’s turn that frown upside down.” I said, walking back in the living room finding Blake in the same spot.

She looked uncomfortable as I held up the bottle in her view.

“I’d rather not.”

“Come on Blake,” I whined, “Getting drunk once in your life won’t kill you.”

“What if our parents walk in while we we’re getting drunk, huh?”

I groaned. “Don’t worry about them because mom called me second period and said that they both won’t be home tonight.” I convinced.

It wasn’t a lie. Both our parents are lawyers and staying overnight happens almost every day because of the big cases they get.

She sighed heavily, “Fine.”

I cheered while going into the kitchen and got two glasses then walked back into the living room. I poured her half a cup of liquor and handed it to her. She brought it up to her mouth and smelled it and I laughed when her nose wrinkled a little bit.

“Drink it.” I encouraged her.

“Okay.” She huffed. Tilting the glass up to her mouth, she took a big sip. She made a face while setting down the drink and I instantly picked it back up and refilled it.

“It gets better.” I told her, handing her back the glass.

She groaned but, regardless, took another big sip. A few glasses later, I could feel her getting loose and she even started making jokes, or attempted to.

“Your mama is so fat that when she wears a yellow coat, people yell out Taxi!” She laughed like she had made the greatest joke in the world. Blaming the alcohol, I started laughing too and soon we both started cracking up.

“I have an idea.” She announced getting up from the couch. I watched curiously as she stood in front of the TV, her back facing me. My eyes widened as she started shaking her ass in front of my face.

Oh dear Lord.

With all the drama that happened today, little Jason didn’t even get to play with no hot girl today and man is he stirring.

She let out a scream and plopped herself back in the couch. “I missed him.” She moaned.

“Who?”

“Braydon,” She whined some more.

“He’s a jerk, forget about him.” I said, scooting closer to put an arm around her.

“No,” She groaned, “When I threw the rock at him, I missed him.”

I let out a laugh. “At least you got his car.”

“I guess…” She trailed off as I stared at her mesmerizing green eyes. I know I sound like a girl right now but I had never noticed how green her eyes were. I put my hands on both of her cheeks, pulling her closer to me; I crashed my lips into her full, pink ones. What surprised me was that she didn’t pull away but, instead, she kissed me back. She pulled away suddenly, trying to catch her breath.

“Sorry.” I shrugged.

“It’s fine.” She shrugged. Grabbing my shirt collar, she pulled me closer to her and kissed me. We broke apart again after a few minutes but I didn’t stop there as I started trailing kisses down her neck and she moaned at my touch. I laid her on the couch and I lay on top of her as we continue kissing. She wrapped her arms around me before pulling off my shirt and she ran a hand through my six-pack.

I started trailing down her neck again as my hand went under her shirt and I unclipped her bra. I was getting impatient that she was still fully clothes. I hungrily ripped her shirt off first and her jeans were a little hard to get off but I finally did and she was only in her black lace panties. I trailed my hand up to her breast, cupping them. She used her feet to take off my jeans and boxers, revealing myself to her.

I didn’t want to take things too far with her because she was drunk and I didn’t want to take advantage of her but I’m not that that nice that I wouldn’t take advantage of this situation.

I ran my hands along her underwear, pulling them off slowly and sweet baby Jesus did I like what I saw. Seeing me staring she crossed her legs, blushing in the process.

I uncrossed her legs. “Don’t cover yourself up.” I didn’t let her say anything else as I kissed the top of her entrance and she shivered at my touch making me go crazy. I began going further down until I reached her core and that’s when she went crazy. She started moaning uncontrollably and I kept sucking as she began moaning my name.

Her body started shaking and she let out a pleasurable sigh as I started kissing up her body.

She suddenly flipped me over so now she was on top of me. “My turn.” She smirked.