ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 ℕ𝕚𝕟𝕖

𝑴𝒂𝒚𝒂 𝑺𝒕. 𝑴𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒏

1 Month Later.........

It's been a month since I've talked to Kol.

I've seen him around a lot and every time he sees me, he immediately turns the corner.

Since it was clear that I wasn't going to bone him, I started sleeping with the guy from art class.

Gavin.

His dick was big and the foreplay wasn't too bad, but he was very submissive.

Like oddly submissive.

I like to be dominant, but at the same time, I want my dominance fought with.

Gavin lets me control him. He doesn't fight me.

I pick up my bra and put it back on.

Gavin comes up from behind me and tries to kiss my neck. I quickly move out of his grasp.

"I feel like a piece of meat. We only hang out to have sex," Gavin says.

"That is what a no-strings-attached relationship is," I roll my eyes.

"Why can't we have an actual relationship?" he begs.

As I was about to leave his dorm room, he runs in front of me. "Please."

I let out a deep breath. "I'm not a relationship type of person," I let out.

Maybe it's time to end this thing. After a week of us hooking up, he's been asking for dates non-stop.

Before he can say anything, my phone digs. I pull it out of my shorts and look at it.

Aurelia: I'm outside your dorm room.

Oh, you've got to be fucking kidding me.

"I have to go," I say, and run out of Gavin's dorm room.

No no no no.

How is this happening right now?

This can't be happening right now.

I practically run at Usain Bolt speed to get to my dorm.

When I get there, panting breathlessly I see my Mother standing there in all her rich, white woman glory.

"Maya, why are you panting like a rabid dog?" Her face looks disgusted. Considering the shorts and crop top that might as well be a bra.

She slowly walks towards me and examines me. She grips my face and moves it to the right.

"Is that a hickey on your neck?" she hisses.

She looks around to make sure no one is in the hallway.

"Have you been whoring around your college already? Is this honestly the type of reputation you want to build for yourself?" she asks.

I sharply intake. I clear my throat.

Don't cry.

She lets go of my face and starts pacing the floor. "You're moving back into your apartment. No questions."

"Oh, so you can have your followers spy on me?" I yell. "I am never moving back into that fucking apartment."

"I am your Mother," she yells back. "You will respect me."

"The same Mother who chased away all of her damn children?"

Her hand flings across my face and a sharp sting come quickly after.

My hand is clutched at my cheek as I stand there in shock.

She hit me.

She actually hit me.

Mother has never hit me before. Our arguments have never gotten that far before.

I hear rushed footsteps.

I turn and a tall figure at the opening of the hall.

"Kol?" I whisper.

"Kol?" Mother retorts and turns to see who I was staring at.

He walks over to me. He moves my hand to see a hand mark on my face.

His fingers skim it and I hiss in pain.

He turns to my Mother.

"Did you do this to her?" he asks.

Mother skims her eyes over Kol with pure disgust and rolls her eyes.

"I don't have to explain anything to you."

Kol grabs my arm gently and leads me to the stairs.

"I'll be back, Maya," Mother calls as we get closer and closer to the nearest exit.

Kol is silent as we walk downstairs.

When we're finally downstairs, Kol lets me go.

"I didn't know Aurelia St. Martin was your Mother," he prompts.

That's how he wants to start this conversation?

"I didn't know people my age knew who she was," I whisper.

"My Dad was obsessed with your Dad. My older sister idolized everything your Mom did. I was young and looked up to both of them, so I kept up with your family," he explains. "I'm sorry for your loss."

I look up at him. "I never really knew him. He died when I was like 6 or 7 months old."

"Has she ever hit you before?" he asks.

I shake my head. "The only time we ever talk is when we argue and I usually back off because it's never worth it."

"She just slut-shamed me and I've had enough."

Kol glances over at me. "Yeah....I see the hickey on your neck. You should probably cover that up."

I look over at Kol and smirk. "You would like that, wouldn't you?"

Kol stops in his tracks. He grabs my neck a little roughly and stares at my neck.

"Finally found someone to handle you?" he whispers.

"Eh," I shrug. "He lets me control him."

His lips turn up ever so slightly. "You want someone to control you?" he whispers. His voice rasped and it turned me on.

"Have you thought about me?" I whisper.

He lets out a deep breath. "More than I want to admit."

I walk a bit closer to him. "Did you touch yourself thinking about me?"

His breath hitches ever so slightly. "Can I tell you a secret?" I whisper.

I step a bit closer. Our noses brush against each other and his mint-flavored breath infiltrated my nose.

"I've touched myself thinking about you," I say, in his ear. "More than I want to admit."

Kol immediately backs away and breathes a deep breath. Like he was suffocating before.

"I have to stay away from you, Maya," he says. "But, I don't know how."

"You knew how for a month," I retort.

"But it killed me," he seethes. "I noticed you every day. You flooded my mind every second. The way you dressed. The way you carried yourself. The way you laugh. Everything about you has me synced in."

"You were the one who avoided me," I say.

"Do you want a relationship, Maya?" he asks.

I let out a deep breath. "Would you do a no-strings-attached relationship?"

Kol's face is perplexed in confusion.  "No one's ever asked me that before," he says.

I roll my eyes. "Doubt it."

Kol walks closer to me.

"Can I get to know you first?" he asks. "The real you."

"My full name is Maya Anneliese St. Martin. I'm 18 years old. I was born on March 31st. I have two older siblings. One brother, one sister. My father died when I was a baby and my Mother has been emotionally abusive my entire life," I say.

"My full name is Kol Andrew Smith. I'm 21 years old. I was born on October 2nd. I have one older sister and one younger brother. I have a great relationship with my parents. They're divorced, but I caught them having sex a few months ago. Scarred me pretty bad," he responds.

I smile. "I'm glad you don't have any parental trauma." Kol steps closer to me. He grabs my waist and pulls me even closer.

"Kol," I say. "You have to promise me that you won't get hurt because I don't have feelings for you."

His lips upturn a little but I can see in his eyes.

He's hurt.

"I promise."

End of Chapter Nine

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