What was it like to be in love with two brothers? Two identical brothers? One calm, collected and has his life together; the other wild and attractive and just insane? We know what you’d say—that she should go for the one who oozed of sex, yeah? Well, that was exactly who Lolita went for. Despite being engaged to Jarrod, setting eyes on Hayden made her recollect all of her decisions. Did she really want to be prim and proper with Jarrod or have fun all night long with Hayden? I mean, his offer was pretty tempting—even you won’t be able to resist. He was going to give her orgasm and take her around the world so she would see just how beautiful it was. Jarrod didn’t think she was good enough to be outside—she was too much of a princess to get her hands dirty. Hayden was offering her a chance to get those hands dirty—in the mud and with him. It didn’t matter that it was sinful and wrong and completely unethical—one could only resist Hayden Dane for so long. The day she fell for him, she didn’t stop falling. And that was where Lolita’s problems began.
View MorePresent Time Tessa closed the metal door and bounced down the stairs. Jarrod was in the living room, chugging down a bottle of strong vodka. She tied back her messy hair into a bun with a band she found at the table. “We can’t let Lolita get her way,” she finally told Jarrod, unable to hold back her fears. “We need to send Sammy away to her family. I promised that I would—” Jarrod turned slowly to look at her. “You promised that you would, what?” “One time, I promised Sammy the best burial she could ever have. I promised to send her to her family and keep a black rose in her grave.” Jarrod looked incredulous at her answer. “Okay, so? What has that got to do with me?” “You buried that knife in her chest! Don’t act like this isn’t your problem as much as it’s mine!” He stood up, wobbling on his feet. His eyes were bloodshot and his gait were predatory, but Tessa stood her ground. Jarrod cocked his head to the side as he studied her. “Tess, if you think Samantha’s corpse is my p
The Memories Of One Who’s Lost It was the day after Samantha died. Lolita clung to her in her sleep, dreaming about good things. When she held Samantha’s body, she was lured into the deep, dark abyss where everything seemed okay. It was dark, but at least Samantha was with her. Samantha was her sunshine, the bright hay in the sack. She was the reason Lolita still stayed positive about her dead toe. “See? It’s never going to get infected,” Samantha said, patting the empty spot where Lolita’s toe should have been. “He wrapped it up pretty shabbily but it’ll do.” “Tell me about your childhood,” Lolita crooned, leaning in towards her. “I want to hear about it again. What were your parents like?” Samantha rolled her eyes. “Oh you know, they adored me. They gave me so much that I'd never be able to work in my entire life.” “True.” She giggled at her friend’s words. “But working seems hectic, right? I want to work. Sitting around can be so idle.” “Yes. That’s why I involve myself in s
Grief “What did you do?” Lolita’s words floated out through the haze of her dream. “What… what did you do to her?” Jarrod began to panic. This had not ended the way he wanted it to. He watched Samantha helpless on the floor, the knife stuck in her chest. He wasn’t sure which part of her chest got stuck with the knife, but the way she was gurgling, he knew she wouldn’t last long. Lolita crawled to her, her own sorrows forgotten. She raised Samantha painfully into her thighs, her hands shivering above her. “No, no…” she slowly touched the surrounding area. “Should I pull it out? Jarrod, should I pull it out?!” “Yes,” Jarrod called back, distracted. What would he tell Tessa now? She wanted to make the kill and now he had snatched it right off her. Lolita’s hands curved around the knife, intending to pull it out. Samantha weakly placed her hands on Lolita’s, stopping her movements. Her breaths were slow and long, like it would be the last thing she’d ever do. “No,” Lolita said, her
Samantha’s True Love “Don’t do that,” Samantha cried. “Please, please, I beg you! Don’t kill her. Just don’t.” Jarrod was so into the moment, that he didn’t hear her pleas for several seconds. She sang it over and over, until it broke into that barrier of his sanity. He looked up at her, taking into account the fear in her eyes, the way one of her hands were suspended in the air and the other around her throat, as though she was literally in Lolita’s place and wanted to die in her place. Jarrod stared at her, remembering that he hadn’t disposed of her yet. Why was she so lucky? Why had he so neglected her when he could have easily been done with her in the first place? She didn’t need to spoil the magic that he was about to perform right that minute. “Do you want to take her place?” he growled, his knife still on Lolita’s throat. “Is that what you’re aiming for?” Samantha did not even hesitate. “Yes. Yes, I want to take her place.” The anger in him festered so quickly, it n
Broken Hearts Samantha sat up straight when Jarrod opened the box. There was a pair of scissors, some razors, a sharp curved knife, and needles. She could barely make out the syringes and a small bottle, amongst other things she couldn’t see. The madness in Jarrod’s eyes flamed like sparks, unable to be controlled. She hadn’t trusted him when he walked in with the delicious smelling food, and she wasn’t about to trust him now. “What are you doing?” Samantha demanded. “What do you want from us?” “I don’t want anything from you, Sammy,” he said to her. “What I want from Lolita, however, is for her to love me.” he took out the sharp curved knife and studied it. “Is that too hard to ask?” Samantha’s voice broke when she spoke. “Please don’t. She doesn’t know what she’s doing.” “What, you think she’s delirious from her pains? I haven’t even touched her in days.” “Neither have you treated her. Have you seen her wounds? It’s infected and eating away at her.” “Is it?” Smiling, Jarrod
Sealed FatesTessa unlatched the metal door for Jarrod. She was quiet today, not wanting to incur his wrath. He had reminded her that morning to be a good girl and just listen to him, which she intended to do. She didn’t oppose him when he suddenly started cooking, nor did she question him about it. Something about him that morning had shifted. He looked and acted like a predator; smiling softly and preparing a meal with love. It didn’t sit right with Tessa, especially after he dished out two plates of food and took it up to the metal room.“Good morning,” he announced cheerily. “Anyone in the mood for hot, delicious macaroni and cheese?” he smiled at Lolita. “I made it in exactly the same way you like them, with fried chicken as a side.”A single tear slid down Lolita’s cheeks. Jarrod worriedly dropped the plate on the ground and approached her. Samantha shifted to the side, avoiding his contact while watching him wearily. He cradled Lolita’s face like a baby, his fingers slowly mass
JarrodFive Days AgoJarrod opened the door, exhausted yet excited for the results that would be presented to him.It wasn’t like he trusted Tessa, but she was fucked up enough for him to let her be. He wanted her to have control sometimes, to feel what it was like to have power. The intoxicating, strong urge for power must surely attract her as it did him. He was simply giving her that chance.So when he opened the door to their hideout that hot afternoon with two packs of hot, delicious food he was planning to settle in and enjoy, he did not expect to see Tessa sobbing profusely on the stairs. He locked the door behind him and set the wrapped food on the table, confused.“What’s wrong?” he asked softly.One thing Jarrod didn’t know was how to handle a crying Tessa. Hysterical, borderline crazy Tessa was much easier to manage. All he had to do was feed her delusions and get her working again. Crying meant that she was actually breaking down. He walked slowly to her, conflicted on how t
The Heart of GoldTessa studied the rings in front of her, smiling widely. It was nice of Jarrod to ask her to pick the rings, to put them in her care. She thought he would surely pick Lolita; especially since he’s been acting so weirdly for the past three days, but he proved that he still cared for her.She had a little dance in her head. Lolita thought she was smart, pulling a stunt like that. She thought she would win his heart by choosing him over and over again, but it didn’t work. He wanted her; he wanted only her. Oh, what a comforting thought that was.Poor Samantha. Tessa would have been pleased to have her as a bridesmaid, but she won’t even be alive till then. With the way she was bled dry every day, it was only a matter of when she would eventually stop fighting death.Tessa exhaled sharply at that thought. Even though they had fought and weren’t exactly on good terms at the moment, Sammy was still her very good friend. Samantha had picked her up in a time of her life wher
The Search BarHayden had never seen a parent less involved in a child’s life than Lolita’s parents. He supposed he shouldn’t be surprised, considering his own family practically abandoned him for being the black sheep—asides from other monumental disgrace he usually brought them. But Lolita was different. She was adorable and sweet. How would anyone not love her, not worry about her, not want to know where she was at all times? Samantha wasn’t even family and she was going crazy with worry. A good thing Hayden had been one of the last persons who saw Samantha; it just went out to prove his theory about Lolita being kidnapped and now Samantha was missing too.“She isn’t kidnapped,” Mrs. Adams said. “I assure you, our daughter is fine. We spoke on the phone the day before yesterday.”“Is that so?” Hayden stared at her, not believing a single word. “You spoke to her two days ago and she said she was fine? Are you sure she was the one you spoke to?”Mrs. Adams was clearly offended. “I th
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