Thorns of Roses

Saved by the Angry God

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CHAPTER 9

CORINNE

Maybe I should have let him f**k me again before I made Nora enter my room.

Because he’s all I can think about while I am taking my bath. Not him entirely, the s*x.

I don’t know what’s driven me to touch him, and why did I had so much fun last night with him. Maybe because of the boiling anger I have against him?

And I thought again, maybe it’s the reason why Gian couldn’t get enough off of him that sends her in her grave instantly.

He’s infuriatingly confident.

He knows that no matter what happened earlier, Father will have nothing to say when he finds him naked on my bedroom. He knows the power he holds, he knows everyone will kneel in front of him.

Is it the same reason why he’s not afraid to take a single soul out of his life?

When everything went downhill, and he decides that he’s had enough, he will kill you cold blooded. Without even blinking, in a heartbeat.

When I looked at him on my bed while he’s on top of me, he looks savage and hungry.

A very angry god, as I may say. That’s what I decide to call him ever since Gian told me that she’s dating him secretly. I told her that I can’t see nothing good in that man, he just looks like mad and angry at the world. She says he looks like a god walking this earth, nonchalantly. And I looked at him that day, striding the halls as if it’s his place to walk on. And I can’t even deny that Gian says is true. He looks like a god. So, I told her that he looks like an Angry God.

We both laugh that earns us a stare from him.

I remember that day vividly. It’s as if Gian is still alive and well.

But she wasn’t.

I took a deep breath to gain my composure. I needed to get in the game not in his d**k.

I needed to focus if I wanted to make Gian’s and her baby’s death not be put in vain.

A single f**k won’t hurt.

And how I do hope that I can resist the Angry God’s luscious stares and marks.

I step out of my shower to find Nora standing just right in front of my bathroom door that made me halt.

I clutched my chest “Jesus, Nors. You scared the s**t out of me.”

Her hands are on her chest, her eyes were full of madness and question.

“What are you doing?”

“Taking a bath, obviously.” I shrug.

“What is blaze Mayhem doing here?” She presses, I should have known that she wouldn’t let this slide.

“It’s just s*x, Nora.” I looked at her. Telling her the half-truth.

“If only I met another man here in your room, I would believe your excuse that it was just s*x. I'm not stupid, Corinne. I'm not stupid. I know what you're doing."

"If you know exactly what I'm doing, mind telling me what it is exactly?" I feel bad acting like a b***h to Nora. I know he's just worried about me, but I have to do this so I can do my shots with Blaze without anyone telling Dad what I'm doing. I trust Nora a lot, and I know she loves me. She loves me too much that I know she is willing to report me to Dad so that what happened to Blaze and me last winter doesn't happen again.

I know you might be wondering what I did last winter with Blaze Mayhem, but it’s another story for another time, maybe.

“You’re getting closer with him for you to gather some evidence you might need for Gian Montgomery’s death.” She shrugs, her gaze still withholding anger and disappointments.

I tried my best not to flinch or blink. And make it looks like I am not affected by that idea.

But he knows me too well, I give her that.

She just said what I am going to do without a pause.

I sighed “Nors, I know what will happen to me if I ever go that road again. Trust me, it’s just sex.” And I chuckle to lighten up the mood “Besides, haven’t you seen him? I am just a hormonal teenage girl who happen to find my arch nemesis attractive, that’s all.”

“Should I trust you, Corinne? That you wouldn’t do yourself any harm?” there’s a doubt in her voice.

I nod “You can, Nora.”

“Get dressed.” She said and I smiled at her.

After I bid my goodbye and say thank you to Mario for dropping us off the school, I hopped off of the car and not even said my goodbye to Carina. Not after I know what’s bothering her, and it is to be seen with me. I don’t want her to have any more unpleasantries just because of me.

I headed straight to my locker to find Diesel already waiting for me, a giddy smile escapes my lips and take a step closer to him.

But every step I take towards me, my brain has other plans. My mind kept flashing me of the last nights event with his own cousin.

Guilt consumes and I halted. I am sure he noticed the way I took a step back.

But before he can press me into details, I compose myself and smiled at him and manage to walk closer to him.

His citrus scent engulfed me instantly as he leans to kiss me on my cheeks “Hey, you okay?”

I nod “I am. Just a little bit sleepy, I guess.” I shove my things inside my locker to avoid his gaze.

As soon as I am finished, he back me on my locker. And I reminded of how Blaze backed me on my wall and on my door last night, because if Blaze is rough and aggressive. Diesel is soft and gentle. Almost making me like a fragile person.

“Are you going to the weekend’s dinner with us?”

I nod “I guess. Dad told me I am good to go.”

“That’s go—good.” I can see a pain and he mask it right instantly before I even process what is happening.

“What is it?”

He shakes his head “Nothing, I am just worried about you and Blaze at the same place, breathing the same air.”

I know, it isn’t about this. There is more but I chose not to press him even more. That’s what Diesel is, if you press him even further, he will dig even deeper.

“Don’t worry. I am sure we’ll be fine.” I smiled at him as I hold his hard arms. But not in the same hard and bulky Blazes have.

What the f**k I even think about him? And I even dare to compare him with Diesel. But he’s far from him. Too far. Diesel is a good person, too good.

“What happened to you, Girl. You seem glowing.” He cupped my face with both his hands as he smiled at me, observing me.

Does he know?

Or is it just me and my guilt?

I know I shouldn’t feel guilty towards him because we don’t have any kind of a relationship or some sort, but maybe because I am guilty because I know how he despise his cousin growing up. And knowing this story and still decides to sleep with his cousin is low and betrayal.

Now, I feel f*****g bad.

“Maybe my moisturizer that I used—”

I didn’t even see him paid even more attention as my sister walks inside the hall and decides to roll her eyes on me or Diesel? I don’t know. Diesel is looking at her intently, watching her every step.

Is he? Please don’t. please.

But the look on his eyes, I know what is happening right now.

“I didn’t know that your sister will grow up as a beautiful young lady.” He just confirmed it.

He’s interested in Carina.

He batted an eye on her that I am still waiting for him to do with me. but he just gave it with Carina graciously.

But I can’t blame him, my sister is beautiful. Long blonde hair, a tiny petite but curvy body and ocean blue eyes. She looks more like Martha than Marcus.

I remember before when everything’s fine between the two of us. She told me that I am her idol, and she wanted to look just like me and even went on a salon to have her blonde hair dyed with black raven. I chuckle at the memory.

“What?”

I shake my head “Nothing.”

Then the weight of his earlier words, kept me on spiral. My heart’s aching, my head spinning. And all of a sudden, I feel numb.

“Hey.” Blaze’s face came into view.

I don’t know if I should be thankful that he came.

“Hey,” Diesel greets him flatly.

Blaze smirks “Corinne?”

“What?”

“Thanks for last night.” He winks and walks away from us.

What the f**k?

“What is he saying?” Diesel pressed.

“What?”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He sounds pissed off. But he didn’t even recognize my feelings when he decides to bat an eye for my sister right in front of me.

“We slept together.”

“You f*****g what?!” He’s mad, and he doesn’t even have a right to.

“I need to go.” I starts to walk away from him when I heard him mutters something.

“Don’t ever f*****g leave me here, Corinne.”

I am sure we’re gaining some attention right now, but I am too hurt to bother.

“Later, Die. Later.”

This is the first time that I am glad the angry god chose to pester me.

He save me the pain.