Jensen marches toward Brick with purpose, meeting him halfway in an explosion of rage from both participants. One is justified in his anger, and the other is nothing more than a spoiled brat. Still, I can’t sit here and watch this fight happen. The sooner I get out of the place, the less likely it’ll be that I’ll relapse into addiction.
They circle each other while standing in place, taking inventory of the opponent across from them. It’s Brick who throws the first punch, knocking Jensen onto the sidewalk without much effort.
I rush to break up the fight, but Brick is too quick. He straddles Jensen, grabs him by the shirt and throws another punch against his face. Someone breezes past me and rips Brick off of Jensen.
It’s Dom.
This is turning into a shitstorm of crossing paths, a stirring conclusion where we must all pay for our sins.
“You’re not my brother anymore.” Dom tugs at Brick’s shirt, threatening him with violence. “You’re lucky I don’t kill you.”
Brick falls back into predictable behavior and simply laughs at his younger brother. “What are you so pissed about?”
I shake my head and leave the Valmont boys to their own devices, opting to assist Jensen off the ground. Blood trickles from his nose, and his left eye is swollen and red. “Where are we going?” I ask with a laugh, an attempt to lighten the mood and soothe the pain of being clobbered in the face.
“Like you said. Anywhere.”
He won’t tell me where we’re going, but we could be going to Wyoming and I wouldn’t care. We’ll have to return to North Carolina someday, if for no other reason than to face administrative punishment and collect our things. For now, I’m content to forget that part of my life ever existed.
It’s not hard to do with him inside of me. My back is pressed against a square mirror and I’m parked on the small sink of an airplane bathroom. My jean shorts hang from the edge of the sink while he fucks me.
He’s fully clothed, with his jeans and boxers loose around his ankles. With every thrust, his belt claps along the floor.
We love like we haven’t lost, and we fuck like rabbits. Sometimes, we even make love. When you live without something for so long, it becomes new again, and it’s exhilarating. With him, I have purpose—a reason to become somebody else. It could all end tomorrow, and I wouldn’t have regrets.
I let out a loud moan and he clasps his hand over my mouth. “You’re going to get us caught,” he growls
My fingers, crawled under his shirt, scrape along his back as I’m taken for a ride. I mumble under the weight of his fingers, lost in the throes of ecstasy. And as I come, he does too—our bodies and souls in perfect sync with one another.
We have a long road ahead of ourselves, with many more stories to be told and many more battles to be fought. The future isn’t my concern. I’m too lost in the here and now, glowing with the light of true happiness.
He falls into me as he recovers from his orgasm, breathing against my breasts. And I take pleasure in the way I’m able to hold his head against me, with no intention of ever letting go.
And I pray to myself that those whom I’ve hurt can find the same happiness that I’ve found with Jensen. I pray that Cece and Dom are able to forgive me, and recover the stolen pieces of their lives. I pray for everyone who came before them, and everyone who could have come after.
But most of all, I pray that Brick can find some resemblance of peace and reconcile himself with this world. Otherwise it’ll spin and continue on without him, leaving him to wallow in his own devious schemes. I was saved in every way a person could be saved by a man who needed saving of his own. I can only hope Brick will find that someone who has the strength to rip him from the darkness, and force him into the light.
I used to think love was something reserved for fools. I could never understand it, and always staved it off. I always ended up with a broken heart, and after the last time, with the quarterback, I embraced my reputation and swore I’d never fall in love again.
Yeah… I have a bad reputation, but even bad people fall in love.
Live. Love. Fuck. That sounds about right.
Epilogue
BRICK
In a wooden chair, I wait. Staring blankly ahead through the shadows of darkness, I wait. With a foreign ache creeping underneath my chest, I wait. I’m always waiting.
For her to return.
For her to come home.
For her to come back to me.
Blonde hair cuts through the darkness as a woman approaches from the front. One foot in front of the other, she’s perfected the walk of a model.
She’s not a model.
She’s a cheap escort I found online.
She has all the features I desire. She’s strong and independent, but dependent on my cash. She’s leggy, and beautiful, with eyes that remind me of somebody else.
Once the light of the moon is upon her, she pulls a long brown wig over her sun-bleached locks. She’s fucking perfect.
My naked legs widen in anticipation as she draws closer. My cock hardens at the sight of her bare breasts and pert nipples. My heart skips as I fantasize of sliding her panties down her legs.
Come to me, baby.
When she’s a mere two feet away from me, she comes to a stop and bites into her lip seductively. “Hi Brick,” she coos, “I’m Apple. Wanna fuck?”
“No,” I scream and jump from the chair. I storm past her, rip a sheet of paper off the bar and wave it in her face. “Did you read the fucking script?”
“Sorry.” She forces a smile and laps her tongue around her lips.
“Now, lets try it again.” With a firm hand, I grope her ass and pull her close to me. “And don’t fuck it up this time.”
She places a hand on my chest, and caresses me softly. Her lips form a pout and my heart slows as I wait to hear the words as I had written them… “Hi, I’m Apple. Will you make love to me?”
THE END
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BAD SITUATION – Summer 2015
Obsession.
Addiction.
Loss.
Brick Valmont lost more than an ex-lover when Apple Malloy fell in love with Jensen Moon. Forced to face his issues, he seeks counseling from a psychologist who may have an agenda of her own. Meanwhile, Brick makes a valiant effort to reel Tyra Young back into his web of deceit to prove to Apple once and for all, that he will always be the king.
Coming July 2015, Bad Situation reunites Brick, Apple, Jensen, Cece, Dom and Tyra in an escalating game of sexual seduction. And when the games go too far, someone will be forced to pay the ultimate price.
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Also by K.B Nelson
Carnival Series
Carnival
Carnival Nights
Amusement
Tainted Love
Faithless: A Tainted Love Novel
Anthologies (out of print)
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