Sloane Beck
My eyelids opened as his eyes met mine.
"Barbie, did you hear me the first time or am I going to have to repeat myself?" I gave him a blank stare as he continued to mock me. He wasn't blind and maybe I was giving him more credit than he deserves, but he knew I was crying.
"I said why the fuck are you in this room?" He repeated his question as I huffed, throwing myself upright on the bed. My dress had ridden up but he didn't even look—he already knew what was there.
"I heard you the first time you asshole," I stood up from the bed. I wished I could've stayed in that bed all night, I didn't want to go back downstairs and face the two of them together. I was selfish—I didn't want to see anyone happy until I was happy myself.
As soon as I reached to open the door, a hand came down above me, slamming it shut locking it with a key. I chuckled out a laugh, "Oh no—let me the fuck out of this room." He pointed to the bed, ignoring my protests.
"Give me the key dickwad." He nodded at my new language. "Sit down, you have to sign papers now that you've been in here." He went through a file, pulling it out with a pen.
The fucking audacity of this man.
I just saw my ex-boyfriend making out with the girl he was cheating on me with. Not to mention the fact that she was wearing the necklace he gave me, and he wants me to sign papers because I cried in his room?
"Fuck you," I spat out the two words.
He smirked, "You already did, baby."
My eyes blazed red at him. "Just let me out of the fucking room," My voice argued almost begging. "Sign the papers or tell me why you were in here." He gave me an ultimatum but I just shook my head.
"Neither is happening." He shrugged, walking over to his bed and kicking his feet upon it. "Guess we aren't leaving this room." He smiled at me, patting the bed next to him.
"I'd rather die than lay next to you again," I laid down, back against the door. "That can be arranged." He smiled at me as I scoffed at his words.
The arrogance this man has—disgusting.
I wasn't going to sign papers because I came in here to cry and I was not about to tell him that I was crying because I didn't want the power to go to his head more than it already had.
"That's a nice mascara stain you left on my pillowcase." He commented, pointing at it.
"I'll write you a check for a new one," I comment as he lets out a laugh. "I most definitely don't need your money." He throws back in my face.
I rolled my eyes at his words. "You might need it considering all of the bankruptcy daddy is in." I teased as his eyes narrowed at me.
"It's all lies but you wouldn't know that." I chuckle at his words. "Of course they are lies! How could they not be lies when there is physical evidence and proof!" I mock him as he stands up from the bed, walking over to me. That's when I stand up from my crouching down positing thinking he had finally had enough of my voice and that he would be letting me out.
Instead, he backed me up against the wall again, glaring down at me.
"You don't know shit." He fires back at me as I shrug.
"Maybe I do—maybe I have insiders." I wink at him as he shakes his head. "If you think you annoying me will make me let you out before signing papers—you're funny." He walks away from me, grabbing a pen.
"Let me guess, you came upstairs to cry because daddy didn't buy you the new purse you wanted?" He mocked me with a fake frown. He came closer to me with the pen and clipboard.
"Or how about daddies didn't give you enough hugs when you came back to college." He pretended to wipe a tear. His white button-up was halfway buttoned-down giving me a view of his tanned skin. His jeans were tight, making his already muscular legs look more muscular.
I couldn't help but stare.
He wasn't ugly to look at. I remembered my legs wrapping around his upper torso trying to pull him in closer to me when he was already so deep. He was degrading me and I could only remember how good he fucked me—how twisted was that?
But having sex with guys was the only time I felt beautiful.
"I was in here because..." I lead off but then came to terms with the fact that I wasn't going to tell him jack shit. He didn't need leverage over me. I was Sloane fucking Beck—I had a hard exterior and he wasn't going to crack me that easily.
That's when I lurched forward, ripping the paper and pen out of his hands—signing the NDA form. I handed back the papers to him before holding the pen out in front of him. He waited for me to drop the pen in his hand but instead, I threw it across the room.
"Unlock the door, fetch the pen, and go fuck yourself Blake Day." I seethed at him as he reached into his pocket, placing the key in my hand. But before he released the key to me, he leaned closer to my face.
I felt his breath on me. "Unlock the door yourself, but while I'm fetching the pen make sure that you shove the key in your mouth or your vagina—it's hard to tell which hole gets more action anymore." He smiled at me, releasing the key.
My mouth dropped open at his insult as he backed away from me, smiling nodding for me to get out of the room that was his.
It was so plain and black.
Like his fucking personality.
I shoved the key in the hole, unlocking it and turning the knob. I threw the key at his feet, he chuckled. "Take back the key, you might need it when your family is all behind bars for their crimes." I walked away from him, walking down the hallway.
I went from feeling so small in his presence to feeling powerful because we fed off of each other's energy.
I had enough people talk down to me before, I didn't need him doing it to me as well. Especially when I knew the skeletons in his closet were just as bad as mine.
I walked down the stairs, my heels clicking with every step I took.
You know what—I was a bad bitch. I had feelings and instead of me being emotional, why can't I just be a bitch?
"There you are!" Ellie gushed as she wrapped me in a hug. I took one sniff of her and pulled away. "Who's blunt did you hit?" I looked at her eyes as the white was replaced with a faded pink.
"Blake gave it to me before he walked up the stairs." I narrowed my eyes at that comment.
He had been watching.
"Well—don't take blunts from strangers. You don't know what kind of weed it is, some dealers are good but you don't want to end up with a bad hit alone." I warned her as she smiled at me, reaching for my hair.
"Your hair is so pretty Sloane Beck," I awed at her before locking eyes with my other roommate walking out of the fuckway. "Oh no way," I whistled at Finn as she locked eyes with me, crazy hair.
Ellie was still in a daze, and I dragged her towards the redhead. "Finn!" I squealed at her as she started blushing red.
She reached to hug me, but I stepped away knowing what her body just did. "Look at those pepperonis!" Ellie moved Finn's hair off her shoulder. Finn groaned, moving her hair back. "You should see the ones he left in between my thighs." I chuckled.
Reese Joseph was a freak?
"I'll spill later, I promise." She gave me a small smile. I nodded, "You better. Your hair looks like a lion's mane." I teased as Ellie gasped. Reese exited the room, walking up behind her. "Shh. Her hair is beautiful," Ellie reached for her hair again but Finn took a step back, Ellie frowned.
Reese appeared next to Finn, kissing her forehead. "The carpet matches the drapes," He smirks down at Finn as my mouth drops open in shock. Finn's hand came up and slapped him away from her.
His eye's scanned over me before they reached Ellie.
"Woah," He states. "NJ? Don't you have a baby to go home to? Or am I that faded right now..." He leads off sounded confused. Ellie let out a nervous giggle, "I'm Ellie," She introduced herself.
He raised his eyebrows, looking at me for confirmation as I nodded a smirk appeared on his face. "Ellie, huh?" He took a step back from her, looking her body up and down.
"Edible Ellie, that's what I'll call you." Ellie's eyebrows shot up as I let out a loud laugh at her shock at Reese's invasion.
"Well ladies, I'll see you later." He blew us kisses before walking around us.
I turned to look at the two girls as Ellie was beating red. Finn was staring down at her, smirking. "You hear that? Edible." Finn poked at her as she turned even redder. I let out a snort, "That was the rath of Reese. He loves all women—hell he would marry a pocket pussy if he could. He's a gentleman truly, but he literally just fucked Finn and he came out here and hit on you." I warned her as she nodded, the message clear in my voice.
Penn State boys that weren't players were rare. Naomi Black got lucky. Natalie Reagen got lucky. Boys like that don't just happen every day here. Even with Matti—he had to grow feelings, learn how to not be a dickhead to girls.
"Truth or Dare!" I heard Reese yell and suddenly everyone was shifting towards the kitchen.
Penn Staters loved games at parties. The main game was beer pong or flip cup. But when you were comfortable with a group of people, the game to play was truth or dare. "You wanna go for your first truth or dare game, Ellie?" I twirled a piece of her hair in between my fingers.
"After round one of truth or dare, can we go home? I feel like I have cum leaking out of my vagina." My mouth dropped open at Finn's crudeness.
"You didn't use a condom with Reese?" I looked at her in shock as she paused before bursting out laughing. "Nope! But I can't have kids anyways! I cleaned most of it out of me though." Ellie bent over and started to laugh so hard that tears were falling out of her eyes. "Jesus, either this college is so wild that I don't fit in or it's just that you two girls are horrible influences on me." She coughs through her laughter.
I shook my head in shock at Reese and Finn's sexual encounter.
Maybe he doesn't cry during sex—he truly was a freak. As much as I was disgusted by the fact that Reese has slept with so many people and Finn let him inside of her without protection, I wanted to play truth or dare.
"Okay—one round and then we leave," I promised as they nodded, we walked towards the kitchen. It wasn't as crowded as I thought it was. Twenty people or less surrounded the large marble kitchen island that was littered with alcohol.
"Okay bitches! Who's ready?" Reese called out as everyone cheered. He stood at the opposite end of the island, next to Mitchell and Penn. "Okay captains first," He states as Mitchell stepped forth.
"Mitch, truth or dare." Reese taunted the freshman captain as he laughed. "Dare—do I look like a pussy?" He asked. Reese nodded, "We'll see in a second. Mitch, I dare you to send a picture of your penis to coach." I heard everyone let out a howl of laughter as Ellie's hand came up, slapping her hand across her mouth.
I watched as Penn shook his head in amazement.
Mitchell's smile was long gone now, but I was loving this. "Well? Pussy?" Reese teased him as Mitch held his hands up.
"Alright alright, I'll do it." Mitch caved as everyone cheered. Reese hovered over him as he pulled out his phone. "Don't worry guys—I have photo's saved." Everyone hooted at Mitch as he typed a few more things on his phone.
Penn covered his mouth with his hand in amazement. "You're going to get screamed at dude," Penn warned as he shrugged. Reese watched as Mitch hit send, giving him a huge pat on the back.
"He's not a pussy tonight guys!" Everyone cheered.
"That's not going to look good for practice tomorrow," Finn comments as Ellie agreed.
Reese quieted everyone down so Mitchell could go. "Alright—let's throw it back to Reese. Reese, truth or dare." Mitch's voice rang out.
Reese gave him a smirk, chuckling. "Dare." His voice boomed.
Mitch chuckled, patting Penn on the back. "Okay—I dare you to take Ellie upstairs for seven minutes." I gasped as Reese shrugged.
I looked down at the tiny freshman who was completely not into the idea. "Ellie, you don't have to do anything with him. He's not going to make you do anything either—I promise. Reese isn't like that." Finn and I reassured her.
I gave an eye back to Penn who was fuming at the dare that his best friend just called out.
Reese looked at Ellie, but his eyes locked with mine for a moment—a warning.
Ellie somehow someway sucked up the courage to walk to Reese who was holding his hand out to her. "Why is everyone looking at me like that—the fuck is wrong with you guys?" He called out to the people in the kitchen before walking out of the room with her in his arms.
Finn nudged me, "What was that? Does Ellie not know who Reese is?" She asked as I shook my head.
"No—I think it's the other way around. I don't think Reese knows who Ellie is," And I had a good feeling my suspicion was right. "Alright—drink break. We have seven minutes to kill!" Mitch called out. Everyone walked to the four beer kegs that were against the wall, getting refills.
Finn walked over to our cupboard flashing the grey goose at me as I nodded, a huge smile appearing on my face. I loved a strong vodka—I was so good at taking shots that I didn't even flinch anymore when it came to them.
As soon as the smile was on my face- it dropped. "What are we playing in here?" Caden's voice rang out as he had his arms wrapped around her.
They both had huge smiles on their faces. That's when my hard exterior came down and I decided to stop smiling. "Truth or dare bro—you down to play? You hit all your kicks today," I watched as Mitch and Penn walked up to the two of them.
"Careful—I don't want the resting bitch face your emitting to rub off on me." Finn teased. "Sloane, quit. You're stunning. You're fucking so sexy and any guy here would rub one out because of you." Finn pulled me out of my trance.
And you know what—she was right.
"Your nipples are pierced, you don't have a gag reflex—you're a dream. Playing the game just as hard as he does." She cheered me on as I nodded. She was right—I was fucking hot. I was fucking hot.
I would ruin him.
I would make him regret ever cheating on me.
"You're right!" She clapped her hands, passing me the vodka. "Here—chug." I popped off the cap and took three, deep gulps of the burning liquid. She let out a laugh, "You really are the hottest Russian I know." I shushed her as I passed her back the bottle.
I scanned the room but none of the boys were appetizing enough to make a bad decision with.
"Hey! Look who it is!" Mitch's voice rings out as Ellie and Reese walk into the kitchen. Ellie looks untouched but Reese looks frustrated. Blake follows behind, shooting daggers at Reese's head.
Uh oh.
Reese dropped Ellie's hand as she sped walked to us. "What happened?" I gushed to her. She shook her head. "I don't want to talk about it." I frowned.
"No. What happened? Did he do something?" I rushed out my words to her ready to whoop some ass. She shook her head immediately, "No. He didn't do anything. I think Blake said something to him though." I narrowed my eyes back to the tall, black hair eyed blue-eyed man.
He radiated and reeked of power in the worst way possible.
Everyone was so drawn to him and I hated that I was too.
"Right, that was fun!" Mitch yelled trying to quiet everyone down. "Oh really? Was it fun?" Penn's voice sounded angry as Mitch shushed him. Reese glared at Mitchell, but then his eyes shot to mine.
I shook my head.
I did not want to go.
"Blake. Truth or dare." Reese's voice called out. Everyone went silent, Blake never came out of his room anymore according to Shelly from accounting class. "Nah bro—I'm not playing your childish game." His voice shot back at Reese.
"You used to run the game last year," Caden's voice cut in as Sam laughed.
Haha, fuck you, Sam.
Blake's eyes shot around the room—probably trying to memorize everyone in the room so he could make them sign NDA's too. "Fine. Dare." He looked bored as Reese smirked.
"I'm so glad you chose that, Blakey." Reese's voice teased. "I dare you to go take a body shot off of Sloane." That's when my eyes widened. How did I end up in the middle of this shit show?
I shook my head but apparently, that was the wrong move because I watched as Blake took the shot glass from Reese, filling it up. I grimaced as Finn looked at me.
"This is good. Caden is watching his best friend do this to his ex-girlfriend." As if Caden didn't already know that Blake had fucked me.
I huffed, nodding towards Reese as everyone cheered. "I'm doing the body shot my way though," Blake announced. Everyone frowned as I tensed up even more than I already was.
The last thing I needed was to feel more uncomfortable than I already was.
Blake walked over to me, his tall height looming over me. I tried not to look nervous, but deep down I knew he was. He reached behind me, he was so close I could smell him.
And fuck did he smell good.
I watched as he set the shot down on the table, grabbing the salt and lime from the lime jar.
I exhaled, I watched as Finn nodding- cheering me on. It was almost silent in a room full of people. "Relax," I heard him mumble to me as if he sensed my nerves.
And telling a nervous person to relax was like telling a screaming toddler not to cry.
"We ain't got all day, Blake!" I heard Penn laugh at Mitch's joke. Blake flipped him off as his large hands came to my jacket. "What are you doing?" I asked him alarmed.
"Taking your jacket off—now shut up." I narrowed my eyes at him as he pulled the leather off of my shoulders. He handed the jacket to Finn leaving me in only my black lace, spaghetti-strapped Givenchy dress.
His large tattooed hands fell to my waist, that's when I bit my lip. "Relax," He repeated as I let out a breath. He angled my body so I was standing up, but leaning back against the table.
His arm was around my back, making sure I stayed comfortable.
His hand removed the hair from my shoulder, pulling it to the side. I let out a deep breath, he grabbed the salt. That's when he bent down next to my neck. I felt the goosebumps on my skin as I felt his tongue run a strip up my next. My hands immediately finding his torso, placing them against the hard abs.
And that's when I felt the piercing.
When did he get his tongue pierced?
I heard everyone freeze as soon as they saw his tongue on my neck. He pulled away for a moment, ripping open the salt packet. I felt the salt getting poured on my neck where he licked.
He set the salt packet to the side before reaching for the lime.
"Open," He muttered to me, I looked in his eyes as if I was asking what the fuck was he planning on doing—-but he didn't give me an answer.
I slowly opened my mouth, and he placed the lime in between my teeth.
"Ready?" He asked me but everyone cheered.
I let out a breath, if anything could make Caden jealous—hopefully, it would be this.
Blake reached over me, grabbing the shot and throwing it back. I watched as he swallowed the liquid, immediately moving his head toward my neck to the salt.
His warm tongue with the cold piece of metal immediately met the salt-covered skin and that's when my hands gripped his shirt in my hands. He let out a chuckle against my skin as he moved his tongue against me for a moment longer.
That's when he moved to my mouth.
He placed his lips on top of mine, grabbing the lime out of my mouth. He sucked the lime for a moment before his hand came up removing it—but instead of him stopping, he came back down to my lips again.
His tongue slipped into my mouth as everyone's cheers got louder.
It was like an electric. He was the negative and I was the positive but in some fucked up way—this was really happening right now. He placed one last kiss on my lips before pulling away. My hands coming off of his shirt and he set me upright.
I looked around the room as I saw everyone in awe that Blake Day, just sucked salt off of my skin and shoved his tongue down my throat—instead of taking a shot out of my belly button.
But mainly my eyes shot to Caden.
Or where he was because he wasn't in the kitchen anymore.
Blake tapped my ass twice with his hand and my attention went back to him. He pulled away from me completely, reaching and grabbing my jacket from Finn.
I was in a daze—what the hell did I just let happen?
And was Caden so jealous that he couldn't even watch?
"Here's your jacket—you can pay me back later for saving you." He muttered to me while shoving the jacket in my hands and walking away from me, not even bothering to fix his shirt. "Okay. Games over!" Reese called out, he winked at me.
"Are you okay? Is your vagina dripping too?" Finn rushed in front of me as I shook my head.
I put back on my jacket but stopped when my hand traced my neck where his tongue was just at.
With his hot fucking tongue and piercing, I felt the goosebumps appear on my skin.
"Can we go?" I ask Finn as she nods. "Yeah, most definitely."
I didn't owe Blake Day anything but the feeling of the tongue on my neck and the kisses he placed on my lips made me feel like I owed him something.
Fuck—I hated it here.
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