Until The Morning After

chapter 2

Ever been to a night club

June’s Pov

Spending the last few minutes reading a paragraph of my favorites book for the tenth time, I finally tossed the book aside finding it more displeasing to attempt reading for the eleventh time.

It's eleven o'clock on the dot and sleeping had been such a terrible idea.

Mom’s little announcement of Hannah my best friend trying to reach out to me had spoiled my entire happy mood of wanting to explore the Harts mansion.

I closed my eyes tightening my hands together.

Now ‎Hannah and Kyle were the last thing that I wanted to think about at the moment.

I didn't want to be any more miserable when I am reminded of them, so i slowly pushed myself off the bed walking to the door before slowly opening it not to disturb anyone, before slowly walking out the room.

Halfway past my room on the thoughts on what to do to ease my mind, I realized that the door near mine was a bit opened, and a faint, breathless, and unmistakable moaning sound floated out.

I froze on my steps, my chest tightening as I stared at the door. His room, Mr Blackwood’s 27 year old son, who I'd not met because he didn't show up for tonight's dinner.

Rally had said he never had dinners at home or sleeps over, which was a bit weird, considering where he'd usually have his own dinners and night rests.

I moved one leg to walk away, but suddenly had the huge to learn forward and took a quick peek before I could stop myself.

My breath caught.

His back was to me in the darkness but I could see his white ass faintly which was inhumanly built like some inhuman god, at every thrust which caused his muscles to lap.

The woman with curly black and blue hair, from earlier today, his f**k partner, groaned with pleasure, at how passionate and intense his movements were, making my inside stirred by the sight.

My chest began to beat fast.

As usual I should be disgusted by the sight, or feel no ache just like I'd not when I discovered Kyle and Hannah on what was clearly supposed to be our sleep over night.

But instead, it made me wet, strangely wet and horny.

And under my black top I'd worn with no bra, I could feel the fabric pressing on my hardening n*****s with every breath.

I had no idea why I was getting turned on, and I had no idea why I wanted him f*****g me instead.

But then suddenly cold came over me as I became aware that the girl's eyes were open.

And she wasn't as engrossed in him as I had assumed.

As she was staring. Directly at me.

Shit.

I took my gaze away, my heart going fast in my ribs. My legs moved immediately as I hurried down the stairs, almost falling over my own feet, I covered my mouth from screaming and didn’t stop until I was downstairs, and out the door, taking in lungful of cold night air.

“What the f**k…June” I murmured, pressing my palms to my face, while my chest rose and fell really fast it was like I’d just run a long mile.

I must be losing my damn mind. Seriously. What kind of creep stands there watching their almost-stepbrother f**k someone? And worse, what kind of freak gets wet from it?

“I’m going crazy,” I said, shaking my head to knock the thoughts away, before walking away from the front door my legs taking me across the stone path.

The night was quiet except the buzzing of the breeze.

Still on edge, and hot, I went over the back, suddenly feeling the need to suddenly take the tour I'd not earlier taken.

I soon came face to face with the flash of water catching the moonlight.

A pool.

Of course. That faint salty smell I’d noticed since we got here, it wasn’t just in my head. My room must have faced this side of the house.

And If I’d actually stepped onto the balcony instead of curling up in bed like a sulking kid, I would’ve seen it hours ago.

I walked closer, hugging myself against the cool breeze. The pool extended out wide, its surface clean and beautiful under the moon, which calmed me instantly.

I sat down at the edge, pulling my shorts up a little, and slide my legs into the pool swinging my legs lazily back and forth in the pool, the water gently lapping softly, giving me little chills.

The Harts wouldn't mind me swimming if this late but mom would if she sees me outside alone or knows I'd just poked and caught my soon to be brother having wild s*x.

Leaning back on my hands, I gazed at the lights reflecting off the surface of the water, then kicked my feet a little harder and deeper into the water.

My jeans shorts got wet, but I pulled at the hem of my black top, making bubbles across the pool, before sliding into the pool with my clothes on.

My mind somehow making it way back to my soon to be step brother and his partner making out.

I sank back down into the water, trying to drown their moans.

That was very strange, I'd never gotten wet from the sight of anyone having s*x and I'd never wanted to be f****d badly too, what's going on with me.

I allowed the cold to envelop me as I swam farther into the pool.

Everything soon grew quieter as I descended farther, until their moans died out.

‎I closed my eyes as I swam deeper into the pool, the water moving around me.

“I know you only want the best for me dear but I’m sure about this. More sure than I’ve ever been. He makes me happy, and safe. I haven’t felt this way in so long. And it’s not just about me. This is for you and Joey too. A fresh start. A better life.”

For some reasons she had been right, a fresh start, a better life. Being here… it did make me happy, very happy.

Especially not being able to worry about those mean girls at Beacon High or bumping into Hannah or Kyle.

Mr Hart Blackwood and his daughter had been nice, mum hadn't been lying when she mentioned it. And he was perfect for her.

After swimming alittle more I lifted my head out of the water minutes later, pushing my black wet hair back, when I suddenly froze at the spot.

The blue haired girl stood at the edge of the pool, with a small smile on her face, changed into another tiny crop top and an even shorter skirt.

“Swimming in your clothes?” she teased playfully.

Heat flamed up my face, my whole body stiffening from embarrassment. Considering she’d seen me at the door earlier, peeking like some pathetic lust creep while she was spread out underneath my soon to be step brother.

I bit my lip, shifting uncomfortably in the water. “I—uh…Just needed some air,” I mumbled, wishing the pool would just drown me.

She squat down, resting her elbows on her knees. “You’re cute. What’s your name?”

“June.” I hesitated before saying.

“Roxy.” She grinned then reached out her hand.

I allowed her to pull me out of the pool, water going down my clothes, my top sticking embarrassingly tight to my skin, making my n*****s stand out hard through the thin fabric.

My arms went up immediately to cover myself.

Roxy smiled before moving her eyes up and down, like earlier in the stairs before dragging back up to meet mine.

She looked at me in a way that made my stomach turn.

“Ever been to a nightclub?” she asked suddenly.