Jace William Smith

I stood there in horror as Marco ran out of the house.

Why? Because I thought I killed him. I thought I killed the fucker who stole every little one of the girls I have fucked.

I never felt anything for any of them. But Hazel was something different, it wasn't love for sure, right? Maybe it was the hatred I felt for her attitude.

"Come on, let's go upstairs." I grabbed Hazel hand and went upstairs with her

I sat her on the bed as she looked at my eyes like they were gold.

God she was so-NO, NO NO

"Your pride really won't allow it hm?" She asked as I looked her straight in the eyes confused. How did she?...

"What? I don't understand you. Don't talk to me like I'm your friend." She nodded slowly

I pulled a desk chair in front of her and sat down,

"Alright, I need you to tell me what Marco whispered in your ear, what did he do." Her eyes started to water a bit but I just pretended like I didn't see it.

She shook her head slowly meaning she didn't want to.

"I know you don't feel comfortable with it. But you have to tell me. Please Hazel, talk to me." She looked at me

"He whispered : "The things I would do to your fragile little body." And he put his hand around my waist." I was shocked, Marco, my step-brother, you will be killed, by tonight.

"Hazel.." I cupped her face and kissed her gently

She kissed me back.

It started evolving to something more

I wrapped my hands around the waist, and that was when I felt it, an envelope.

"Hazel, hold up a second." I pulled the envelope out and opened it.

It was a note, that fucker put a note there, and something else, a bracelet.

That's not a bracelet and I knew it.

The note said:

Hey Hazel, when did I have time to write this?

Well before I entered the house, I saw you and Jace talking, so I wrote a note.

You're really hot and sexy, to bad Jace had to get you.

Do you know that he fucked every woman ever seen? No? Well you know it now.

Okay well not every woman, but you get the point.

Just wanted to say, meet me in the alleyway behind the St. Pauls Hospital

We can have fun, if you know what I mean.

Marco, the hotter one;)

I cant believe this.

"What's that?" I ignored her

"Jace what the fuck is that?!" I ignored her again.

"JACE WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?!?!" I had enough of this bullshit

I ran downstairs, grabbed my car keys, two guns and put them by my hips.

I opened the door and ran out, she followed behind me. It was raining heavily.

"JACE PLEASE." I turned around with droplets of rain all over my body.

"HE WROTE A LETTER SAYING HE WANTED TO FUCK YOU AND THAT YOU SHOULD MEET HIM IN AN ALLEYWAY. THERE WAS ALSO A BRACELET THAT WAS ACTUALLY A TRACKER." Her eyes widened as she took in what I just said.

"Would you?" I asked

"What?" She looked at me confused.

"WOULD YOU LET HIM FUCK YOU?!" Her eyes darkened.

"No." She said quietly

"What? I didn't hear you." I was hoping she said no. Why? I don't know.

"NO." Thank the Lord. But I had one more question in mind

"Why." She looked at me ready to answer

"You said it yourself. I'm only yours." I grinned

I ran towards her kissing her passionately. Our bodies moving in sync. We kissed in the rain like there was no tomorrow.

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