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My Best Friend’s Girl 36.
FELIX.Sometimes, I surprise myself with the lengths I go to for some things.Like right now.A girl that passes by with her friends gives me a weird look and I salute with an awkward chuckle before returning to drag the mop across the floor of the hallway.It’s closing period and they’re rushing out of their classes while I stay alert for one particular black-haired girl. I’ve never been here and I have no idea where she’s going to pop out from or if I’ll even be lucky to find her alone, but I’m looking out anyway. Even just catching a glimpse of her walking out and not getting to talk to her is all right by me. I just need to see her face with my naked eyes.Another group of students chatters as they walk past me, each of them looking just as fancy and expensive as every other I’ve seen—Records Academy is the school for the elites in the town for a reason after all.When the hallways start to empty and I still don’t see her or any of her friends, I start to search through the empty
My Best Friend’s Girl 37.
FELIX.I kiss her like I’ve been starved for months and really, I’ve been.Wild. Feracious. I bite her lips, pull her tongue, and inhale her mouth until Brynn can’t take it anymore and she has to push her back head, loud pants leaving her parted lips as she tries to drag air in.I press my body to her, my hands leaving to her hips as I make her sit on the leveled opening of the window. From this angle, I have to lower my head completely to meet her gaze, and the lust in hers makes my heart weak.I don’t know what she’s doing, but a shudder rolls off my shoulder when she removes one of her hands from around my neck and presses it to my cheek. It isn’t a hard press, even less of a caress, as if she’s afraid to touch my skin, but that doesn’t make my heart flutter any less when Brynn asks. "What happened to your face?" There’s a tiny cut left on my right cheekbone from the incident, but it’s almost faded and I didn’t realize she was staring hard enough at my face to notice.I grin at her.
My Best Friend’s Girl 38.
BRYNN.Felix grabs my ass in his hands as his tongue plunders mine, not giving time to react to the mess he made across my chest and my fingers dig into his biceps as I struggle to keep up with the pace at which his mouth moves against mine.There’s a peck. There’s being kissed and then there’s another thing; being absolutely devoured.Felix is breathing me in as if he wants to swallow me and my toes curl in my pumps as I moan against his lips, the rhythm of my breath changing when one of his hands moves from my buttock and slides to the sides. It ruffles my skirt before he sneaks his hand between my thighs, and I gasp into his mouth when his finger brushes over my very sensitive cunt.I’m drenched. I’ve been drenched since his lips fell on mine the first time and despite being finger fucked while eaten out at the same time, then playing with myself again; I’m still wet when he touches me, my core responding to his caress.He’s so close to slipping a finger into my waiting cunt and I’
My Best Friend’s Girl 39.
FELIX.I haven’t messaged or called Brynn since we met in her class.I’m trying not to come off as too clingy and I’ve successfully stuck to that thought for twenty-nine hours, two minutes, and thirty seconds. It’s not as if I’m counting the hours until it doesn’t look too clingy to send a text; I just happen to always keep good track of the way I spend my time.I fall back against the sofa as I click on Jade’s I*******m profile. She’s having her birthday party tonight, and she just uploaded a video of herself on her story. She’s so close to the phone that I only see her face, but you can hear the excitement from her scream and she grins widely. No doubt Brynn will be there for her.A thought crosses my mind and my lips turn in a smirk as I stare back at the video. Jade tagged the location where she’s having the party and it’ll definitely be a private one, but we can work around that.I lock my phone and throw it on the sofa before jumping out of it to run to my room and change my clot
My Best Friend’s Girl 40.
FELIX.What the fuck?What the fuck just happened?I don’t have time to ponder on that thought before I finally move from where I stand and run to my bike. I remove the keys from my pocket and keep Brynn’s fur scarf around my neck as I start the engine.I speed down the street, my heart drumming hard in my chest as I keep turning my head sideways in search of the car. They’re long gone and I don’t know how long I was just standing there for so it might be impossible to catch up to them, but I’m not giving up. Not until I’ve searched this entire street.I get to a dead end, and I make a fast halt, turning the bike around. I bend over to the side and have my knees scraping against the ground before the bike is back on track and I start down another path. I don’t see anything, not a glimpse of the same car I saw earlier. Most of the roads here are empty—perhaps because of the time—while others have very few people walking down and the cars I’ve seen so far aren’t it.My blood spikes and
My Best Friend’s Girl 41.
FELIX.There’s been nothing.Brynn has been missing for more than two days, and there’s been no news of it. Not on the internet. Not on the TV screens and not in newspapers.Considering who she is, I expected otherwise, but there’s no change. Everyone is living their lives like one of them hasn’t just been taken. Even her school.I stand next to the wall and watch students walk by and laugh. Loud chattering. Couples doing weird stuff against their lockers. Some of these guys are her classmates and no doubt every single one of them in here knows of her, yet they’re living and acting like something hasn’t gone wrong. I know most of them probably can’t do anything even if they learn of it, but watching the smile on their faces and their loud laughs pisses me off for a reason.Brynn Addams is missing. The world should be in a damn upheaval; not so bright, with so much happiness overflowing."Hello.""Not interested," I say without looking at the one in front of me, and I hear her scoff bef
My Best Friend’s Girl 42.
BRYNN.My throat is so dry.How long has it been now? Less than twenty-four hours? A day? More than a day? I can’t tell what’s going on in the outside world while I’m locked in here and I can’t tell how much time has passed, either."Fuck." I hiss as the ropes I’m tied with tighten around my wrists when I attempt to shift from my initial position. It burns into my skin and I have no doubt my wrist has turned red.This is fucking hell.I can feel the soreness in my throat and I know my voice would be hoarse if I even attempted to speak—that’s what happens when you’re locked away in a dark room, both your legs and hands tied like you’re the next sacrificial lamb, with no food and water for a long time.I don’t know who these people are or what they want from me. They just appeared from nowhere. I was going back to the party after sending Felix away and a car came out of nowhere. Two men thrice the size of me emerged from the door and threw me inside. I wasn’t scared at that time. Even wh
My Best Friend’s Girl 43.
BRYNN."Shocked?" She laughs as she grabs the chair from the middle and pulls it to sit before me. She crosses her arms to her chest and cocks her head, “Not that much of a resemblance now that I’m looking at you this close.”"Who the fuck are you?" I say through clenched teeth as I glare at her and she clicks her tongue. She uncrosses her arms and leans forward in her seat, stretching her back till there are only inches between our faces and we’re sharing the same irritated breaths. "Who I am, you ask? I answered that. I’m your sister."Is she sick?When I don’t respond and stare at her the way I think, she laughs loudly, throwing her entire body to the back with her head falling over her neck.The sound of her laughter echoes through the empty room for long minutes, annoyingly the only sound I can hear before it eventually dies down, and she drops her head, her dark eyes meeting mine. “I guess Dante didn’t tell you all about family history, did he?”"Is this some kind of sick game?"
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