Chapter 59: Fiery jealousy

So after a few of those lessons, I decided that I no longer wanted any intimacy with any of them. Flirting was the way to go and they didn't care about that. I would give them my dick and buy them gifts, but there was no way I was going to fall in love with any of them. Each of them thought they would be the one to change me, but it never happened.

Until her.

Maybe that's why I hate her so much. I shouldn't feel anything for her. Every time I have those feelings, what happened to my mother comes back to haunt me and remind me why I hate her.

Somehow, she's the only girl who has the power to make me feel when I don't want to feel anything but the rage and pain that still consumes me every day. When I remember what I'm supposed to be doing, I get extra mean and tell her all that horrible shit.

I want her to hate me, so there's no way I can fall in love with her. There can't be feelings if we both hate each other, right?

Plus, there's still the matter of the secret being kept from her. Only she doesn't know things are being kept from her. But I do, and even though I know what I'm doing, it doesn't stop me from loving her. Maybe I'm as screwed up as my father. I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree after all.

When the class ends and I move on to the next class, she still doesn't show up. Now that I know she's not at school, I wonder where the hell she is. I pull out my phone and check the GPS tracking app I installed on her phone.

It shows she's at home. For some fucking reason, I need to see her. She better not be home with another guy or I'll really strangle her. As soon as I think about it, I get up from my chair and walk out of class, ignoring the guys chasing me. I head to my car.

I pull out of the parking lot and head to his house. I pull into the garage of the house across the street, like I did last time, and head to his house to go inside. It feels like déjà vu, but I don't care. I keep going.

I walk into her room and see that it's dark. He still has the blinds down. I pull one of them up because I see the lump on her bed. Now that there is enough light in her room, I see that she is sound asleep under the covers.

I walk over to her bedside table and pick up the bottle. It's cough and cold medicine. So she's sick... I don't know why I suddenly feel a strange tingling in my chest, but it happens to me. I don't know what strange things happen to me every time I'm around her, especially these last few days.

Now that I see she's sleeping and not with anyone else, I should leave. But I don't. Instead, I sit for a while in the chair by the window and watch her. She hasn't moved once in all the time I've been sitting here. Am I a weirdo for watching her sleep? Maybe, but I don't care.

When I get bored, I spend some time going through her things while she's still sound asleep. I go to the drawer where her panties are, grab two more and put them in my pocket. I can never have enough of her panties, can I? Besides, my favorite thing to do is to jerk them off and get my cum all over them.

Come to think of it, I get horny and need to cum now. I grab another pair of panties and take off my pants before sitting back in the chair.

I start to slip my cock into her panties and the silky material feels so good on my skin. I watch her as I masturbate. My movements are getting faster and faster. After a few minutes of stroking my cock hard and fast, I cum inside her panties. A grunt escapes me from how hard I've cum and how good it felt.

I scoop up some of my cum from my panties and spread it over her lips. I hope she tastes my cum when she wakes up. I take off the panties she's wearing, put the cum soaked panties on her and pull them up before pulling the blanket back over her. I like her pussy soaked with my cum.

I take the pair she was wearing and add them to my collection. I look at the time and see that I have to get back for the game tonight. I leave her alone and go. I feel much better.

I'm in the zone while our team kicks ass. Tonight we play Fairview and I can't wait for them to lose. We hate their quarterback.

The guy is a tool and Nick hates the guy with a passion. I'm not sure what the hell happened with the two of them, but they have had a rivalry between them for the last two years or so. Since I have to support my best friend, I hate the useless guy too.

As I run around the course, I forget about all that extra shit. The only thing that matters to me right now is the ball in my hands. I run down the field, intent on making the winning touchdown.

The quarterback has other intentions. He has his men running in my direction and I know his intention is to throw me to the ground, but I don't pay attention to them. I keep running. I know my guys will have my back.

The guys on my team block his advances and that gives me the opportunity I need. Shouts and chants erupt from the crowd as I score the winning touchdown.

I throw the ball on the ground and let out a roar of happiness. We are now one step closer to the semifinals and I am excited and proud of my team. One second, I'm standing there and the next, I'm on the ground as the guys tackle me and scream in celebration of our victory tonight.

When I finally get them off my back, I don't know what makes me look up into the stands. I see Leah at the front of one of them. I notice her right away because whenever she's around, my eyes find her and she always stands out, well, at least to me.

As I continue to look at her, I get pissed off. She's wearing jean shorts, a t-shirt and a zip-up hoodie.

I have no idea why she's started wearing hoodies and sweaters when it's hot as hell in this place, but I guess she doesn't care. I thought she was sick before, so what the hell is she doing here now?

The crowd starts to clear, so I start to leave the field too. I don't answer anyone who tries to talk to me. I head to the locker room to shower and get to her faster. I want to know what the hell she's doing here. She's just sitting there, not moving, so I hope to catch her before she leaves. On the other hand, I can always go back to her house and find her if she's not here when I'm done.

I have to talk to her to remind her who the hell she's here to serve. It pisses me off to see her here, especially in shorts. All these fuckers are looking at her legs.

I take a lightning-fast shower and get dressed even faster. I head out to the parking lot, knowing she's probably already left the bleachers. I get there just in time to see Noah , Fairview's quarterback, drape his fucking arm around his shoulders like they know each other.

I see red and want to murder them both. I told her no other man should touch her and what does she do? She lets another man touch her.

This girl is a fucking witch. I have no fucking idea what's happening to me when it comes to her. I'm desiring things I shouldn't be desiring.

"You okay, bro?" Adam asks as he and the guys walk beside me. I didn't even realize they were following me, which just goes to show how caught up I was by her.

"Let's follow her!" I tell him. She's following him, so I definitely want to see where they're going. We all get in our cars and follow them, making sure to keep our distance. We know this town like the back of our hand, so I already know where they're headed.