Passion .(3)

I ignored her ass, I know exactly how to deal with her kind, I was her kind at ten, amateur.

Mr. Fucked up hair was off in La La land, where he seemed to live most  of the time, I was beginning to think he was bi polar, but somehow I  doubted it, he was just one slick mother-fucker.

You wanna play cool? I've peeped your game mother-fucker, I see your ‘no' and raise you a fuck off.

"So Vanessa when are we going shopping for the dance?" I say this cool  as can be as we set our trays down on the table. She of course starts to  squeal, nothing gets the chicklet going faster than the mention of  shopping, it was hard to imagine that these two were twins, I think she  might've gotten all the vocal chords in that deal.

"You never told me, who're you going with again?"

"It's a surprise." I smirk, no one seems interested in our conversation and by no one I mean you know the fuck who.

"Aw come on just one little hint."

"Okay, he's older, he's in college, and he's fuck hot." Take that asshole.





Josh



Well well well the little lamb was baiting the lion, I wonder if she  knew that this is just what I needed from her. I almost smiled but  didn't, instead I turned and looked at her through my sunglasses. Let  the games begin.                       
       
           



       





Chapter 6




Josh



It didn't take too much effort to find the guy that she thought she was  going to the party with. Just a little detective work on my part. Wasn't  she lucky I did that shit?

I know she did it to thumb her nose at me; I'll have to teach her that that wasn't acceptable.

I played her the rest of the week, she didn't like my cold shoulder too much, too bad, she made her play.

I encouraged some of the unwanted attention from the easy pussy brigade  just for kicks, I wasn't in to leading chicks on, I didn't need the ego  booster, so I played it safe.

Tiffany Roberts seemed to be the one to do it for her, every time I was  in the same air space as Tiffany, which was whenever lamb was in the  vicinity, I would catch her rolling her eyes that could be a sign of  indifference, if not for the clenched fists.

You have no idea how to play this game little lamb , I'm circling your  queen, coming in for the kill, won't be too much longer before  checkmate.





Carrie



Diabolical motherfucker, he thinks I don't know what he's doing, like I  give a fuck. He's been ignoring me all week, ever since I first sat at  their table.

Now every time I turned around he was all smiley smiley with that fake  Tiffany bitch, I guess if he's into small minded twats that's the way to  go. Fuck I care.

I was mad as fuck but had no idea why. Lately he'd taken to sitting  elsewhere whenever I sat at their table, making it rather obvious that  he didn't want to sit with me.

heard the whispers, but if that fuck thought I was gonna give him the  satisfaction he didn't know a bitch like me, though for some reason it  bothered the fuck out of me, not that he was ignoring me, but that he  was making it so obvious in front of the whole damn cafeteria.

I didn't take lightly to other people's bullshit, especially if it's  unwarranted. I'll just have to show Mr. Steele what happens when you  fuck with me.





Chapter 7




Josh



Oh she's good but not good enough, you will never outsmart me baby. I  came home to find the delightful Miss. Sterling in residence, she seemed  to be putting on a fashion show for Vanessa they were both upstairs in  Vanessa's room which I had to pass to get to the stairs leading to my  floor.

Her timing was impeccable I had to say; just as I reached the door she  was bending over to fix her stockings. The skirt she had on would be  illegal in most states or should be I know she wasn't thinking about  wearing that shit to the party especially not with that motherfucker.  Calm down Joshua, you've already got that taken care of.

I kept going as if she didn't give me the boner from hell, from hell  because I know she wouldn't let me fuck her and I had no interest in any  other pussy right now. I refuse to jack off, that's probably what she  intended anyway.





Carrie



I know he thinks the little peep show was it, but not by a long shot.  Since he seemed to like sniffing me so much, and was such a manwhore  from what I've heard I decided to leave him a little surprise. I was  really hoping he would bring Tiffany home with him; they could've both  enjoyed my little present. Okay I don't know why the fuck my stomach is  in knots, but I don't like this shit. There's no way I was crushing on  crazy hair dude, besides I don't think that guy's all there. What the  fuck ever.





Josh



I smelled her as soon as I entered my room, what the fuck, how was her  scent so strong here when I didn't smell it before? I walked around my  room inhaling her into me, the scent wasn't overpowering it was just  there.

Did she spray my room with her shit, and what the fuck was she doing in  my room without me? Then I saw it front and center on my bed. Fuck me,  tell me she didn't. I started to laugh, looks like I found a worthy  opponent.

She'd left me a pair of midnight blue thongs, I picked them up, and  sniffed, the silk was still warm from her body and her female scent went  straight to my head. That combined with the shit she'd sprayed all over  my room was sure to keep me up all night in more ways than one.

I found out at dinner that she was spending the night, I looked at her, but she was pretending that I didn't exist.

"Thanks for the present Carissa, though I think it would've looked better where it was intended for maybe next time hmm?"

She almost choked on her water while my family looked on in puzzlement. I  didn't give up any information and neither did she. The rest of the  meal was uneventful except for my family's usual fuckery at the dinner  table.

On my way upstairs for the night I passed her in the hallway.

"Soon." I whispered as I licked her neck and kept walking.                       
       
           



       





Chapter 8




Josh



It's Saturday, party day, tonight I up the stakes in a big way, the game is set. After tonight there will be no let up.

She's not quite where I want her to be as yet but she'll get there.  She's already proven she's going to be a handful but I'm up to the task,  I can't wait to tame that. May the best man win.

I've been listening to the buzz going on all around me for the past  week, so I knew who was picking who up where and when, so I knew how  much time I had before I had to set things in motion.

I was dressed and ready to go half an hour before the party was suppose  to start and out of the house before my siblings . Nothing was said  about me going stag, I always went alone.

I sat in my car on a dark stretch of road off to the side out of the way  of oncoming traffic. I would be able to see them but they couldn't see  me since I had my lights off.

I sat back, relaxed, and waited.

It was twenty minutes before I saw my target approaching. I turned on my  lights, burned rubber as I accelerated past the car pulling ahead and  stopping crosswise, blocking its path.

The driver stepped on the brakes just as I was getting out of my Bugatti.

I walked to the passenger side and pulled open the door.

"Get out." I pulled her out of the car when she took too long to obey  me. I think for the first time I actually shocked her, she seemed to be  in a daze.

"Dude, who the fuck are you? Get your hands off her."

"Rachel says hi Travis." The fucker lost all color as Carrie started to come out of her stupor.

"Who the fuck is Rachel?"

"The last girl he date raped. Get in the car. I gave her a gentle nudge  towards my car, while I stayed back to have a friendly chat with Mr.  Travis.

"I ever see you near her again I'll break your fucking face. You don't  know her, you've never seen her, you don't know her fucking name. Erase  her number from your phone. Don't drive by her house; don't even drive  down her street."

"You can't..."

"I can, I did, the name's Joshua Steele, ask around." I was done.

She was staring straight ahead when I climbed in the car.

"You're some piece of work you know that, where do get off pulling this shit?"

Oh she wanted to fight? Cool.

"You wanted to spend the night with the rapist?" She didn't have a ready answer for that one.

"If you knew he was a rapist why the fuck did you let me get in a car with him?"

"You were never in any danger from him; if he'd touched you I would've killed the mother-fucker."

"Why, what's it to you?"

"You fucking know why, now buckle up let's go."

Surprisingly she obeyed without a fight; I guess she was still a little spooked by the whole thing.

The only reason I wasn't handing her her ass is because I knew I pushed her to it. It was her retaliation for the Tiffany thing.