Page 9 of One Night

Chapter four

Fenix

Watching her walk through the mall makes my hand twitch.

I want to wrap it around her neck and squeeze while I watch her cum all over my dick.

She doesn’t know it, but she belongs to me and always has.

She’s with those two annoying bitches, Willow and Calli.

I watch as they walk into Lina's Boutique and instantly start holding up items. Watching as she picks out a peach colored dress and holds it against herself while she looks in the mirror.

The smile on her face grows, making my dick hard.

I can’t wait to hear her cries.

I pretend to be shopping around as I move closer to them. I can already smell her cherry blossom scent. She’s smelled the same since the sixth grade. I remember the day we met. She was scared as the new girl at school.

“Everyone, please meet our new student, Clover.” Ms. Jensen states.

Looking up from my test, I see a pretty girl with blonde hair and emerald eyes. She looks around as she bites her bottom lip nervously.

“Hi, Clover.” The class responds.

She just smiles and shuffles from foot to foot.

I wonder what brought her here and how long she will be staying in town.

There’s so many kids who come and go through town, and mom says it's because too many kids come up missing and their families can’t take the memories.

I used to think she made it up until my best friend, Timmy, went missing three years ago.

He was riding his bike home after T-ball practice, and he never made it home.

“Fenix.” I blink at the sound of my name, glancing at the teacher.

“Yes?” I grumble.

I hate when she calls on me to answer questions or even talk. Sometimes I wonder if she does it on purpose just to piss me off.

“I’ll be partnering you up with Clover for today.” She smiles.

Clover walks over, taking a seat in the chair next to mine, and for the next twenty minutes, the teacher goes over the assignment. I watch Clover as she takes notes on what is being said.

“Um, Fenix, right?” She asks nervously.

I nod my head in response, glancing down at her hand revealing a broken pencil before looking back into her emerald eyes.

“Do you happen to have a spare pencil? I must have left mine in the last class.”

She bites on her bottom lip again. I’m starting to wonder if it's a habit for her when she gets nervous. Reaching into my bookbag, I grab the only other one I have and hand it to her. She smiles back at me, and I’m so wrapped up in her smile that I don’t even notice until our fingers brush against each other.

I can’t wait to find out more about her.

“Do you think Mace would like this?” Willow asks, pulling me from the memory.

“Wills, are you kidding? He would love you in anything.” Skylah retorts.

I watch as Clover shuffles through a rack, pulling out another dress.

“You guys are so cute together. I can’t wait to find a guy.” Clover states.

“Well, maybe you will find a summer hookup while you are at Camp Merci,” Skylah says. “I can’t believe you are going to be gone all summer.”

What the fuck is Camp Merci?

“I know, but it will look so good on college applications.” Clover smiles.

“You’re such a good girl, Clo. You've got to live a little, I agree with Sky. Hook up with someone this summer,” Willow says.

“You guys act like there won’t be kids there.” Clover laughs.

“You know all the older kids sneak off. I’m sure of it.” Willow says.

“Why, because in the movies they do it?” Clover retorts.

“I mean, yeah.” They all start laughing.

“Yeah, you know what else they do?” Clover says, shuffling through another rack of clothes.

“Duh, they fuck.” Skylah says, causing all the girls to laugh more.

“No, smartass. They get chased through the woods by some psycho.” Clover retorts.

“Yeah, but just imagine it's like, a super hot guy, like in the books,” Skylah says.

“True, but this isn’t the book world. It's real life,” Clover says.

“Don’t crush my dreams, girl,” Skylah responds. “Now let's hurry up, I’m starving.”

They spend the next thirty minutes still shopping before checking out.

I did grab a few items I saw her looking at before she checked the tag and put them back on the rack.

It also kept the sales lady from eyeing me suspiciously.

If only she knew just what I have planned for my girl.

I follow them to the food court, where they grab food and sit down, so I also grab some and do the same.

I watch as they eat and chat among themselves before I see a group of guys pointing over at the girls.

A few minutes later, one of the assholes stands and walks over towards them.

He starts talking to the girls before pulling out his phone and handing it over to Clover.

I watch as she types what I’m assuming is her number in before he returns back towards his friends.

Bawling up my fists, I’m going to fucking kill him.

I watch as the guys start high-fiving each other like a bunch of fuckboys before they stand. I don’t move as they throw their trash away and head towards me.

“Dude, that’s a fine piece of ass. After you hit that, pass her over to me.” The tall red-haired guy says, pissing me off more.

“Hell yeah, dude. I got you.” That stupid fuck who got her number says. “I got to take a piss, I’ll meet up with y’all at FootLand Shoes.” He says, before turning down the bathroom hall.

I take one last look over at the girls before I get up and follow this fucker towards the bathrooms. I push open the door and walk inside.

I see the fucker taking a piss, so I walk over and, before he has a chance to react, I shove him forward.

He turns around, and I land blow after blow to his face.

He falls to the ground, and I start kicking his stomach repeatedly as he screams for me to stop.

All I see is red as I lift my foot and kick him in the face, knocking him out cold.

Reaching down, I search his pocket before pulling out his money, keys, and phone.

I put the cash in my pocket, toss his keys down, and slide up on his phone, seeing it’s locked.

Bending down, I use his face to unlock the phone, scrolling through the contacts and finding Clover’s number and erasing it, smashing his phone afterwards.

I take one final look at him before walking over and checking the stalls, finding what I need.

I walk over and drag him over to the stall I want, dunking his head into the bowl.