Chapter 45
" Kiss."
Rochelle Quinn's POV:
-Warning: Self Harm mentioned and implications of Abuse. Smut-
" You got my note?" I raise my brow as Kenzie appears at the door, obviously having just woken up.
"Well obviously I got it. You taped it to my head while I was asleep." He deadpans, narrowing his eyes at me slightly.
I roll my eyes, trying to tighten the wrapping paper. He eyed the abomination in my hand.
"You know this gift war you're gonna end up starting is ridiculous and utterly stupid, right?"
I scoff, "Shut the fuck up and help me wrap this giant stuffed elephant and the Winnie the Pooh sculpture."
"You're honestly crazy." He utters, sitting down beside me and beginning to wrap up the unnaturally large statue of Winnie.
"I've been told." I grin, pushing the shocking excuse for a wrapped birthday present away from me. "But Ivan is coming later with the others so everything needs to be ready."
"Why are you trying so hard to get a reaction from him?" Kenzie asked nonchalantly, not realising the extent of his words.
I pause momentarily, considering my words. "Our childhoods weren't spent on who could get the best present for each other. It was collecting as much money as possible so we could at least get them something. Now I can finally embarrass him, just like I always wanted to."
"I forget how different our lives are." Kenzie mumbles, closing the wrapping with an extremely large piece of tape.
I shrugged. "It is what it is. Thanks for helping me, Kenz."
We sat in silence for a moment, before he finally spoke up.
"You kissed me."
Blunt much.
My finger skimmed over the ring on my finger, the ring Kenzie had given me.
"I know." I replied softly, not knowing what else to reply with.
"Do you like me?" He questioned demurely, asking the one question that I had dreaded.
"I.." Taking a deep breath, I continued. "I like you a lot more than I should."
"I like you a lot more than I should as well." He replies. We refuse to look at each other.
There's no going back.
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"Alec, why do you have blood on your face?" I question as soon as the boy walked into the house. Blood covered his nose and around it, and judging by the bruise beginning to form, it wasn't accidental.
"The blood's just from a nosebleed, don't worry about it." He shrugged it off, walking into the other room without a second thought.
I narrow my eyes, going after him instead of waiting for Ivan.
"Correction, who's the blood from?" I questioned forcefully, studying his reaction carefully.
He signed, knowing he wouldn't win in an argument against me. "You know who, Rock."
There's literally endless possibilities. That doesn't fudging help.
I bit my tongue, considering the latest rivals.
"Jackson?" I kissed my teeth as a spark of confirmation flashed across his face. " You're gonna fuck him up aren't you?"
"Like you wouldn't believe." His jaw locked, a deadly spark lighting his eyes dangerously. This was the Alec I was used to. This was the Alec I had come to know.
He was the worst Diamond. The scariest and the deadliest.
He was the soul people feared on my streets.
And we baked in every second of it.
"You need any help?" I smirk recklessly, noticing his eyes flash with amusement at my question.
He laughed, "It's being sorted as we speak."
I shook my head, "Of course."
"Go see Ivan." Alec gestures his head to the door, "It's the first time I've seen him this happy on his birthday in a long time."
I grin, walking through the door without a second thought. My face lit up once I noticed Ivan stood at the door, a hopeful spark in his eyes.
"Aren't you a sight for sore eyes." He remarks playfully, holding my hand and spinning me around.
I had planned my outfit carefully. A dark red Arctic Monkeys half top with black denim high waisted shorts. A flannel over-shirt with knee-high socks, partnered with signature white converse.
I'm pretty damn proud of myself.
He twirled me again, pulling me into a hug. "You look beautiful, sis." He whispered in my ear.
I smiled, "Happy Birthday, Ivi."
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- Mature topics implied ahead-
The presents had been opened and the drinks had been given out. Jessie and Ivan were passed out on the couch downstairs. Sky, Alec, Reagan, Bodhi, Keegan and Kade were in the basement. And Kane and Kace had gone to bed.
Lay in my bed with Kenzie, I took a deep breath as the awkward silence became deafening.
"Can I kiss you?" He asks quietly, a husky tone over-layering his voice.
I agree almost instantly, moving my lips to touch his.
Kenzie's hand reaches for mine, they interlock as we kiss passionately. He pulls my top up and over my head, leaving me in my black, lace bra. I begin to feel little, delicate flames dancing exotically over my skin. I shiver in complete ecstasy as his hands gently skimmed over my bare skin, tracing over all the healed skin on my stomach. The sensation was simply magical. A sudden wetness embraces my thighs as Kenzie continued sucking and kissing my neck. Passionate sparks ignite my soul as I moaned against the kisses.
He was heaven.
He moves back up towards my face, His lips press against mine with a deep affection as his soft hands roam all over my half naked body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake.
...And I was hell.
"You're so beautiful." He whispers so I feel his warm breath in my ear. I wrinkle my nose in protest and flip us over, so I was above him.
I kiss his earlobe first, softly, with a distinct hint of lust. I work my way down his neck and then pull his shirt over his head without breaking my contact with his skin.
I move my focus down his chest, gently kissing as much of him as possible. "Beautiful," I whisper quietly, smiling against the kisses I was leaving on his stomach. I placed kisses over his scars, beaming when I noticed that none of the lines were recent. I work my way down his stomach until I was face to face with his boxers. I looked up at him, silently asking him for consent. He nodded his head at me, a soft smile playing on his lips. I grinned again as I palmed him through his boxers, feeling his member harden with the touch. He moaned softly, making my core burn with excitement.
I kissed back up his stomach, not moving my hand from his boxers. Kenzie let out another quiet moan.
He shuffled, causing his boxers to move down so most of him was exposed.
Everything appeared to stop in a second.
"Stop," Suddenly, Kenzie froze. I look up at him curiously, refusing to move my eyes anywhere other than facing his.
I refuse to invade his privacy.
"Stop Rae." His voice cracks and I jumped back at the fear in his voice, instantly apologising for upsetting him.
Kenzie curled up in a ball and began sobbing.
I looked at him completely confused, why was he crying?
I didn't understand what had happened. What did I do wrong?
And then I realize.
There was only one thing that could've caused a reaction like that.
And I didn't want it to be true.
I really don't want it to be true.
I held in the cries that so desperately wanted to escape from my mouth.
I sat down on the bed next to him.
"Kenz?" He lifted his head up but wouldn't meet my gaze. "Kenzie, I'm going to pull up your boxers, is that okay?" He nodded his head so I moved closer to him, carefully pulling his boxers up so all parts of him was covered.
I placed my hand around his shoulders, pulling him closer to me like I did on the first night all them weeks ago.
"It's okay, Kenz. They can't hurt you anymore."
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Difficult chapter....Thank you for reading.
All my love,
Laska xx