Beautiful Mess(50)

“Me, too! I’ll come with you,” he slurred and pulled her out the back doors to the patio. The fire pit area was now vacant, so Trey pulled her down on one of the padded seats. Keeping his arm securely around her, he leaned in closer.

“So, Bri, I have to admit, I didn’t think it’d take you this long to come around.” His breath on her neck made her shudder. Bri pulled back as far as his beefy arm would allow.

“What? What are you talking about?”

“Oh, come on, Bri, don’t play dumb. I’ve seen the way you’ve been staring at me in class. It’s okay to admit it. You’re hot for my bod! Lucky for you, the feeling is mutual,” he grinned smugly at her.

“Are you completely insane?” She tried to wrestle away from him, but Trey’s hold didn’t loosen. “What would ever give you that idea?”

“Well, you’re here now, aren’t you?” He leaned in and smelled her hair. ‘You know, Bri, there’s something I’ve been dying to find out.” He nuzzled her neck, and she tried to push him away, but he just pulled her closer. “This whole innocent thing is just an act, right? With a body like that, I know you’ve got a dirty side!”

Insulted, Bri turned towards him to say something, but realized her mistake too late. Trey pulled her to him and kissed her. His hands roamed her hungrily, like he was ready to rip off her clothes right there on the patio. Bri was so surprised and shocked, she couldn’t move for a moment. But, Trey’s tongue trying to slither into her mouth snapped her out of her momentary paralysis.

Protesting, she tried to push Trey away, but he was too strong. So, Bri brought her foot up, and kicked him hard in the stomach. With a grunt of pain, he released her and doubled over his stomach.

“What the hell, Bri? What was that for?” he wheezed.

“Oh, I don’t know Trey,” she darted back away from him, while wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She was thoroughly disgusted. “Maybe for assaulting me with your repulsive mouth! I swear, if you ever try that again, I’ll kick you harder. And lower.” Bri stood to go, but Trey jumped up and grabbed her arm roughly.

“I don’t get you,” he spat. “You’ve been drooling over me for the past few weeks, then you show up to my party dressed like that! You’re practically begging for it, and when I try to give you what you want, you kick me! What kind of sick game are you playing?” He was really angry now.

“Let me tell you this one more time,” Bri glared at him as she struggled against his grip. “I do not like you, Trey. I do not want you. In fact, I really can’t stand you! Just being around you makes my skin crawl. You cannot give me what I want, because I will never, not in a million years, want you!”

“Well, maybe you just need a taste of what you’re missing. That’ll change your mind.”

Trey came at her with his mouth again, but this time Bri was ready. She leaned back, putting all her weight behind her, and swung her fist into the side of Trey’s face.

Trey screamed in pain and anger, as he stumbled to the side. He released Bri and grabbed his face. She turned and ran quickly back to the house.

“Screw you, you stupid bitch!” Trey roared at her.

Bri stopped at the door, and turned.

“Not in your lifetime, asshole!” She smirked, and dashed inside.





Chapter 12




Once inside, her adrenaline left her and Bri felt tears stinging her eyes. She was more angry than anything, but she still couldn’t believe that had just happened to her. After Jeremy, she’d tried not to be afraid of guys like him, but she’d never almost been assaulted before, and she couldn’t stop the tears from falling down her cheeks. She pushed her way swiftly through the crowd, looking for Layla to take her home, and ran into another hard body.

“Whoa, Bri, where’s the fire?” Bri’s eyes snapped up, and when Cole saw her face he quickly sobered. “Bri! What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she angrily wiped away her tears, upset and humiliated that Cole had seen her this way. “I was just looking for Layla, I’m ready to go home.”

“Well, I just saw Layla and Devon a minute ago. They are a little... preoccupied at the moment.”

“Great,” Bri felt another tear slip, “I’m stuck here. Maybe I’ll just walk.” She started for the door, but Cole gently grabbed her arm and stopped her. She immediately yanked her arm back, her pulse spiking. It was a knee-jerk reaction, based on her encounter with Trey, but she felt bad when she saw the hurt in Cole’s eyes.

“Sorry,” Bri took a deep breath, trying to calm down. “I’m just having a bad night.”