(33): The Story Of RJ

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You're not telling me this cause you're high, right? You actually want to?" I ask slowly; cautiously.

He shrugs "I'm not that high now. And you deserve to know. I mean, you've basically met all my family and you're very much involved now"

"I've been saying this" I mutter jokingly.

"Ha-ha" He deadpans dryly "Anyways, after my conversation with Zach I realized just how involved you are. They're crazy"

I gulp scared.

"They won't do anything" He assures when he sees my facial expression "I promise"

"Okay" I squeak.

"I had a sister" He starts off slowly; pained, as he visibly swallows a lump "Her name was Riley Jane, but I called her RJ"

He's actually telling me about her.

I sure hope I won't be crying by the end of it. Or he won't. It looks like the topic really pains him a lot. I can only imagine how much. Poor Kyle.

"You actually called someone by a nickname" I can't help but smile, just to make the mood lighter.

He must've really loved her.

He laughs softly "Yeah"

I wonder if I should tell him that I knew. I think I'll tell him later on.

"I won't go in detail, I'll just give you like a brief summary" He announces looking away from me and at the view. I can't help but frown slightly because I really wanted to see his face.

"Okay"

"Uhm, mom and I... we helped her run away"

I can't help but breathe relieved "Wait, you know where she is?"

"Wait, you know she's missing?" He accuses.

Uh oh.

"Your dad mentioned it" I half-lie.

"Off course he did" He mutters before looking at me. Yay. "Anyways that's not the full story, so you shouldn't be getting excited"

Oh no.

"Oh" I trail off.

"By the way, you should try not to interrupt me. I know it'll be hard for you to go that long without speaking but try" He jokes to which I just roll my eyes with a small smile.

At least he's joking around.

"Fine"

"Mom and I helped RJ run away. She was starting to lose her mind slowly but surely because of dad's way and so we wanted to help. Had to. I remember I found so many pills in her room this other time. I was scared she was going to commit suicide" He gulps, his eyes looking away and at me as I frown sadly.

"Anyways it was her idea. She said she had a plan. She would run away to Italy. She gave us the address and everything we needed if we ever wanted to contact her. She knew some people there so we knew she would be safe.

Mom and I arranged everything for her. Her flight and some money and how she would stay in hiding. We also made sure that dad and Zach wouldn't find out before it happened. Finally the day came for her departure, the three of us said our final goodbyes. We weren't that saddened because I mean, she had given us her new contact details so we would stay updated"

I have a feeling an anti-climax is coming.

"She was gone a day and dad started getting worried. He thought she was at her friend's house or something but then three days passed. I don't know how, but he had figured out that she ran away and knew that mom and I knew something about it. He blackmailed us into telling him everything we knew and so we had to"

Oh god.

"We told him she had gone to Italy and gave him the address. He sent people there to look for her, but they found nothing. Dad thought we lied to him and started getting aggressive. We convinced him that we were telling the truth because we really were. We were also shocked when she wasn't found there. Anyways we tried calling the number she had given but there was never an answer. Dad filed her as missing, the police got involved but she's been missing ever since"

"Kyle" I breathe shocked and sad.

He shakes his head "I don't know what happened to her. Maybe one of dad's enemies got to her before she could get far"

"So do you think she's... dead?" I ask sadly.

"What other explanation could there be? It's been two years and more now. Surely if she was alive, she would've made means to at least contact mom and I" He gulps looking away.

"I hope she isn't" I breathe.

"Anyways now mom and I owe dad because we may or may not be responsible for his daughter's death. Everything is business with him" He murmurs harshly "He hasn't ever let us forget that. I think mom wanted to leave him before that whole thing, but after she had no choice. I think that was her form of settling the debt... staying"

I gulp "What's yours?"

"Working for him. I'd honestly rather die"

"And now he's using me to get you to do that very thing" I mutter finishing off for him.

He nods "Yeah. He's crazy"

"Is there any way he could let you go?"

He shrugs softly "I don't know. Maybe if I find RJ or something"

I can't help but frown. I don't think the chances of that happening are likely.

"Sorry" I mutter.

He smiles softly as his grey eyes pierce into mine deeply "Sure. Thanks for listening. You're the only one who knows. Besides the rest of the family, off course"

"I am?" I gape.

"Winona and Nicholas don't know exactly what happened and that I was behind it. And I'd like for it to remain that way. They know too much already."

"Off course" I nod, understanding his unspoken request.

"You remind me of her. You also kind of look the same" He says.

So his dad was right.

"What was she like?" I ask.

He smiles, his eyes lighting up "Crazy. But the good kind of crazy. She was wild, liked taking risks which drove me insane. But she had a softer side to her. She cared for people a lot and would always try to make sure whoever was around her was happy"

"Would've loved to meet her" I mutter.

"She probably would've liked you."

I grin mischievously "Kind of how you like me, huh, Chambers?"

"You wish" He snorts shuddering.

"Not even a little, friend?" I tease laughing with him.

"Maybe a little" He admits.

"Well I like you a lot, Kylie" I grin widely excitedly side hugging him to which he rolls his eyes but ends up laughing and awkwardly patting my shoulder.

"You're going to be the death of me"

I just smile innocently "You should get high more often. I like it"

"I'm not anymore. And you know I'm nice to you now even when sober" He scowls defensively.

"Fair enough" I shrug "Is it fun?"

"What is?"

"Being nice to me? It's way better than being the rude ole' guy you were, huh?"

"I'll admit, being nice requires less effort"

"See? It could've started like this in the first place but no, Kyle Chambers has to do things differently, right?" I tease.

"Hush" He deadpans "I just didn't think I needed any more friends so what was the point of being nice?"

"You only had three" I retort.

"That's all I needed"

"Lucky for you, now you have one more and she's so awesome" I smugly state.

He sighs "Oh good lord"

"Hey, by the way, do you have any idea what Noah was doing at that place? I bumped into him and he really wasn't happy to see me"

He shrugs "He was with this guy, I think his name is Jared. Anyways he's Zach's friend so

they were all together"

Woah.

Why would Noah hang with them? And I never knew Jared was like that.

"Weird" I mutter thoughtfully.

"He kept shooting daggers at me. I was going to punch him had it been any other day" Kyle mutters shaking his head.

Wait 'til he find out he called him a 'boytoy'.

"He hates you" I snort "He thinks we're dating or something"

"Well tell him to stop looking at me like that"

I sigh "Don't worry, he probably hates me twice as much. I don't know what's wrong with him"

"Maybe Nathan was right" Kyle smirks.

"About?"

"About you being a player"

I roll my eyes crossing my arms "Not you too, Chambers. I don't even know what I did to the guy. He's just so bitter now. I don't even recognize him"

"You broke his heart"

I frown "I didn't mean to"

"Calm down, Chelsea-Anne, it happens sometimes" He reassures "But some of us do it intentionally"

I shake my head unamused "Not funny"

"I'm kidding" He laughs "Not my fault that girls fall so easy. Seriously, you'll have sex with her once and she thinks you guys are a couple. What's wrong with your gender?"

"What's wrong with you guys being fuckboys?" I argue exasperated "Why would you sleep with a girl if you don't want anything in the future?"

"If she agreed, what's the problem?"

I sigh "Boys are stupid, okay? You guys are light years away from girls brain-wise"

"Oh wow" He laughs loudly as if I've just cracked the biggest joke.

Idiot.

"I'm serious" I scowl "I don't like the way that you and Nicholas do your business"

"What do you want me to do? Date?"

"Maybe. Or at least don't be busy with so many girls" I say.

"Why? Are you jealous?" He smirks.

I snort giving him a dry look "Yeah right"

He sighs "I haven't done anything with a girl for a long time actually. I think since the last race"

That was a while ago.

"Seriously?" My eyes widen.

"Yeah. I've been occupied" He says.

"Well, I'm proud of you, Chambers" I clap with an impressed look.

He rolls his eyes "I didn't do it for you"

"Whatever" I grin "You boys are so cute. Nathan is cuffed. Nick is abstaining and you've been keeping it in your pants"

"Whatever, Chelsea-Anne" He mutters.

I grab my phone from my back pocket to check the time and my eyes widen when I see it.

"Did you know it's two am now?" I gape.

"Woah" He also gapes "I didn't realize we've been here for such a long time"

"Time flies when you're being nice"

"Not this again" He scowls unamused to which I just laugh.

"Okay sorry"

He gets up suddenly and I do too even though I'm confused. My legs feel like jello because we've been sitting for so long and I stretch lightly.

Maybe we're leaving now.

"I'll bet you" He starts off challengingly.

"Go on"

"That you're too pussy to go into that dam with me right now" He smirks pointing to the dam below us.

"Are you kidding? Or are you still high?" I scowl "It's freaking night time"

"Knew it" He tseks provocatively.

Oh no he didn't.

I smirk before taking off my sweatshirt.

"What are you doing?" He asks slowly.

"I'm taking you on your challenge"

He smiles amused before shaking his head at and joining me "Okay, Chelsea-Anne"

I'm really nervous and can't believe that I'm actually stripping in front of Kyle but I do it nonetheless.

He finishes before me.

I'm too busy taking my time and asking myself why exactly I'm do this.

I gulp when I'm greeted by his prominent six/eight pack. I can't look away even if I wanted to. His skin look so damn smooth and chiseled. He is shirtless with only boxers on and oh father lord, I think I wanna lick every exposed part of him.

Every single part.

My eyes trail to that visible 'V' disappearing inside his boxer and leading to his you-know-what, which his boxers don't do a very good job at hiding... Or maybe he's that big.

Shut up, brain!

He has a small tattoo just above that which I've never noticed. It's also not too visible right now and I make a mental note to ask him about it later.

Is it fair that he looks like a Greek god?

"Are you done checking me out?" He smirks.

I look away sheepishly as my eyes widen that he caught me "Can I get some privacy?" I murmur instead.

"No. You watched me" He challenges.

I roll my eyes but nervously start to take off my sweatpants. Luckily I'm wearing decent underwear so I'm not too embarrassed about that. I mean, I don't have the best body or anything but I'm also not all the way too insecure that I can't pull through.

Soon, I'm only in my black panties and matching bra.

After being too shy to look at his facial expression, I finally do and, is it me or has his eyes darkened? And I doubt it's anger making them like this.

That's a good thing right?

His darkened eyes roam my body not even trying to be subtle, starting at my legs and working their way up as they linger on my chest area and then he finally looks to my flustered and red face as he smirks.

"Well, what are we waiting for?" He grins.

"I was waiting for you to stop checking me out" I reply smugly.

I'm actually surprised it didn't make me feel at all uncomfortable. His eyes on me made me feel... sexy.

Weird.

"I won't deny it" He smirks winking.

Swoon.

I roll my eyes but then I start to follow him to what I think is the way to the dam. We reach it pretty soon and he looks at me.

"Wanna go in first?"

I shake my head "No"

"Okay, we'll go together" He say giving me his hand and I think he wants me to take it. I shrug and do just that.

It's warm.

Has it always been this warm?

We slowly walk there and soon we're both touching the water with our feet. It's luckily not that cold so it's easy to go further in. Soon we're all the way in, with only our heads visible. He lets my hand go and I internally whimper at the loss of contact.

What's happening to me?

"The water is actually warm" I murmur moving around slowly.

His grey eyes shine in the darkness and I'm momentarily captivated "See? You almost passed on such an amazing chance"

"I guess" I laugh.

"Where do you buy your underwear?" He asks curiously.

My face reddens "What?"

"I'm curious" He laughs.

"I don't know" I screech "Winnie and Kat are the ones who bought this for me. I didn't see the name of the shop"

He just smirks "Cool"

"You're weird" I wrinkle my nose.

"I am?" He challenges moving impossibly closer to me so that my chest is touching his, causing me to gulp in exhilaration but also intimidation.

I nod softly "Yes"

"Well, you're beautiful, Chelsea-Anne"

What?

"Are you still high?" I snort trying to act unaffected, even though my heart is beating at an inhumanely fast rate.

He shakes his head "Completely sober"

"Thanks" I reply sheepishly "You're beautiful too, Chambers"

"Thanks" He smiles. I can literally feel his minty breath fanning my face, that's how close he is to me.

Good lord.

We just look at each other, not saying anything. I notice that he has a slight stubble growing on his chin, also a light mustache is visible just above his pink lips. His pink lips... I can't help but think about how I would love to know what they would feel like against my own. The rest of my body too.

What's happening to me?!

"What?" He whispers as my eyes focus back to his again darkened ones.

"Nothing" I whisper back.

He doesn't reply but instead, I notice him look at my lips as he licks his own. Does he...?

I nervously mirror his actions.

His wet hand rises up and the next thing I know it's against my lip. I think I forget how to breathe right there and then. He slowly parts them and rubs on my bottom lip with his thumb slowly; experimentally. The rest of his hand is stroking my cheek smoothly. Our eyes are focused on each other, neither of us saying anything.

His gaze... its soft; affectionate, longing.

I'm shuddering. There are butterflies in my stomach, there is electricity every time he touches me and I'm enjoying it all.

He then removes his hand.

He groans lowly sounding tortured, and his face scrunches up, before suddenly looking away and also moving away from me, much to my dismay and disappointment.

Ouch.

"We should getting going" He murmurs.

I snap back to reality, which is that Kyle would never want a girl like me so I was playing myself thinking that he actually wanted to... kiss me. That was so stupid.

I clear my throat "Off course"

Luckily, he smiles softly before giving me his hand again and I gladly take it.

Warmth.

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You guys, I had so so much fun writing this chapter. Except the part where he didn't kiss her 🙄. I had to hold myself back from making it happen. It's too soon, my little ones.

Anyways I hope you guys enjoyed that.

Tell me what you think about Riley. Tell me if you guys have any theories or something like that. 👀

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