Royal Prick (A Stepbrother Romance) (13 page)

Chapter Fifteen

-Royal

I was starting to think Noelle and I were more alike than we previously believed. My girl had kicked Sasha Master’s ass, and she had a wound to prove it. Not only that but she was hot as fuck while she was doing it. Watching her throw Sasha around like a rag doll was one of the hottest things I have ever seen, and when she shoved that piece of paper in her mouth I thought I might come undone.  

The grin on my face was nothing short of actual happiness. I had nothing but mad respect for Noelle. I knew violence wasn’t her thing, but I could tell it was something that needed to happen. A person can only take so much shit before they finally snap. Between Noelle’s mom and Sasha, Noelle couldn’t take anymore. That’s the reason I didn’t stop her, the reason I let her take her anger out on Sasha; that and she was being a bitch to Noelle and deserved it.

“Your parents have been called and are on their way. Now, what do you have to say for yourself Noelle?” Mr. Asshat harassed Noelle, “This behavior is so unlike you. You have always been one of the top students here, and I’ve never known you to get into a fight with another student.” He continued peppering her with questions and lecturing her about how fighting was wrong. Wow, how strange was it that Sasha was allowed to go back to class, yet Noelle and I were the two sitting in the office.

“Noelle.” I could see asshat’s patience slipping.

“What do I have to say?” Her eyes shot over to mine and then back to him.

“Where did Sasha go? Why does she get to go back to class while I am forced to sit in here and have my mom called, huh?” It was her turn to ask the questions. I couldn’t help the small bubble of laughter that escaped my throat. I covered it with a cough, but Mr. Asshat could tell it wasn’t really a cough. Fuck, my cover was blown.

“And you!” he hissed his attention on me.

“You’re nothing but a bad influence, Royal. This never would have had happened had you not been here. In all the years I have known Noelle, she has been nothing but a good, respectful student.” Well fuck, what could I say to that.

“Was as in past tense.” Noelle corrected him. “I was a good student. Turns out, kicking that selfish bitch’s ass made everything better, and guess what, I regret nothing. She deserved every single thing that happened to her.  As for Royal being a bad influence…” she shrugged nonchalantly, “… he was just showing me a side of myself that I never knew existed.”

Okay, I totally wanted to kiss her right now. Slam her against the wall and explore that beautiful body of hers. The untouched skin that was always within touching distance. These people corrupted her. They made her think the person she was, was the only person she needed to be. That perfection was all there was in life.

It was a lie and she was just now discovering that. I couldn’t be prouder of her. We were headed toward dangerous waters.

“This…” Asshat seemed flabbergasted by Noelle. “This is sickening, Noelle. You’re more than this. More than fighting with another student over a petty guy. You’re almost an adult and adults do not act like this.” His eyes shot to mine.

“Petty?” I spat the word back at him.

“I’m the best fuck ever, dude. I would prove it but I’m not into men,” I laughed. A smirk pulled at Noelle’s lips. She was becoming a bad little thing, and it made me want her so much fucking more.

“See…” Asshat was trying to make a point.

“She can’t see through all the bullshit that you’re spewing, and frankly neither can I,” I added in, interrupting him. He didn’t need to lecture us. It would only make it worse. If Noelle wanted to prove a point by doing what she did today, then that was a-fucking-okay with me.

“This behavior is uncalled for. You both are going to find yourself suspended. I brought you both in here to get your side of the story before I decided what punishment was necessary, but since you’ve decided you want to be disrespectful I feel it would be in the best interest of everyone involved if you two stayed home for a few days,” Asshat continued on.

Was it bad that I didn’t even care what our punishment was? My focus turned to Noelle. I couldn’t help but stare at her more intently. She seemed less shy, less caring of what others had to say about her now, and I was sure she had no idea just how fucking hot that truly was. She was completely immune to my advances, or at least she acted like she was.

Now that she was being bad, would she finally allow me to dirty her up? Would I let myself dirty her up?

“Mr. Jefferson.” Mark, my father, came into Asshat’s office far sooner and faster than I expected. I didn’t notice him coming up the front steps through the windows, but then again I was having a hard enough time focusing on shit.

Mark’s eyes seared into my skin. I knew the asshole was pissed, all because of Noelle’s and my antics. Which pulled him from his work, and don’t even get me started on what Viviana was going to say on the matter.

“Please take your children home, Mr. Black. They have caused a fight with Ms. Master’s this morning. I was trying to explain to both of them that her parents would be called also, but they continued to disrespect me and the school rules.” Asshat just stared me down like he could make me behave with a single look. The dude had a screw loose, better yet, an entire box of screws missing.

“Wait…” Mark spoke frantically.

“What exactly happened?” I knew I had to step in and defend Noelle because she would get her ass chewed as soon as we got home, and if I could save her some face then I would.

“Basically Sasha Master’s is a bitch, and Royal is a bad influence, and did you know it’s against the law to stick up for yourself?” I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I was mesmerized by her attitude. The scratch on her face made my cock hard. It was going to take a lot to keep me from taking her now.

Like a lot of cold showers and no time spent alone in her bedroom with her. I wasn’t sure I would be able to touch her again without taking it too far. She was under my skin, in my head, and now wrapped around my heart.

Mark looked at her with disbelief. “I know, Daddy dearest, it’s hard to believe I’m such a bad influence isn’t it?” I snickered. His attention shifted to me as soon as he realized the words came from my mouth. There was a vein in his forehead about to bulge out of his head. I loved pissing him off. It was starting to be the cherry on top of my day.

“I can understand why you want Royal to leave. Disrespect is all he seems to know.” He spoke like he knew me. I shoved the chair back with a force that caused it to scrape across the floor. I got up in his face, well because I could. No one got to talk about me as if they knew me, especially this fucking man. The man who neglected me for years and then decided he wanted to help my mom with the problem known as myself.

“Really!?” My nostrils flared.

“Really,” he answered. “We both know authority isn’t your thing. Now my next question is what were you doing with Sasha anyway?” The look in his eyes challenged me to lie to him.             

“Fucking her of course… Isn’t that what you do with a nice piece of ass?” He pushed too many fucking buttons, too fast. I needed to shift him back into his place.

“See…” Asshat interrupted with his lips pursed, as if to say, I told you so. I knew I was making myself look worse, but I didn’t care. This was what I was good at. Causing problems for myself.

“Royal!” Mark growled at me, his face mere inches away from mine. We were the same height and just about the same weight, with me begin just a little big bigger. I could take him. I would bring his old ass down.

“Yes,
Daddy…
” I purred at him in annoyance, hoping he was getting just as mad as I was. The man needed to step the fuck off.

“I’m sorry you have had to deal with my disrespectful son” Mark said to Asshat, his eyes shifting to him.

A snort of laughter bubbled out of Noelle, which forced all the attention back on her and away from me. The tension eased out of me, and I shoved away from Mark and back into my seat next to her. I wasn’t so sure what was funny, but when her eyes sparkled with amusement everything else seemed to fade away.

My mind clicked straight to sex. Fuck me sideways, I wanted this girl.

God how I wanted to take that bottom lip of hers in between my teeth and suck on it, bite it, and mark it as my own.

Asshat cleared his throat, “Thank you, Mr. Black, I’m sure you understand the things I am dealing with then, and as I was saying they seem to be taking nothing I say seriously. I highly believe a four-day weekend would do them good…” Asshat paused as if he was thinking. “From this point on they’re both suspended for two days!”

Mark exhaled in anger, his eyes shifting to me and Noelle.

“Did Royal do anything else?” Mark questioned.

“Excuse me.” Noelle broke in before either of them could answer. “This has nothing to do with him…” She pointed at me. “It has everything to do with that bitch, Sasha. Royal didn’t force me to say something to her, or force her stupid note down her throat. She had all that coming without any of his help. If anything all Royal did was attempt to break up the fight.” Was she seriously sticking up for me?

My heartbeat soared. No one stuck up for me.

Mark seemed to be thinking, as if something Noelle said clicked inside that brain of his. “Are you sure it was just Noelle and Royal? From the way they make it seem there was a lot more going on?” Mark asked, his words still laced in anger.

Asshat wasn’t ready to get into the grit of what happened, so he waved it away with his hands like a magician doing a magic trick. As if it was really that easy to forget shit. It was so much easier for him to tell the parents that they were raising shitty kids and they needed more discipline. Right, and they wondered why bullies got away with everything. Sticking up to them did you no good when all the backlash came back on you.

“I want them out of my office and out of my school until they decide they want to respect me and what I have to say,” Asshat huffed as if he had been called out.

I couldn’t help myself; I guess I was a glutton for punishment. “Letting Sasha call Noelle a whore was disrespectful. Treating Noelle like she was the one that antagonized it all when she was nothing but the victim is plain disrespect. I’m sorry if you have things twisted, or maybe Sasha just has her claws dug too deep into your skin, but it was her that started this… Not Noelle, not me. Sasha.” My words were brass. I had nothing else to say to Asshat. Noelle and I didn’t need to prove that we were in the right. We just needed to walk the fuck out of this school and move on from it all. Tomorrow was a new day, and I had a bottle of alcohol that needed to be drank.

“Is… is this true Noelle?” Mark questioned Noelle. He looked at her with compassion and a gentleness that I had never seen before. She looked between all of us and then spoke the truest words I had ever heard her speak.

“Does it matter what’s true? No matter what you do someone will twist what happened. In the end it will always be my word against her. I guess the question you should really be asking yourself is do you really even believe me? Or would you if I told you what actually happened?”

The truth behind what she said made me want her that much more. I was rock hard, and certain there was no way I could get up and walk out of this office with the hard on I had. Noelle was a rock fucking star, a kick-ass chick that had put everyone in their fucking place, and that was including me. There was no doubt about it. I didn’t just need her. I wanted her more than I had anything else in my life.

“Noelle, sweetheart, I have known you since you were born. I know what kind of person you are, so if you tell me that it was Miss Master’s that started all of this then I will believe you,” Mark said to Noelle in the kindest voice I had ever heard him speak.

“It’s over and done with, Mark. I don’t want to have to prove anything to anyone anymore.” Sadness overcame Noelle.

It was then that I let the anger I held inside for years go. Mark and I would always have one common interest in this world and that would be Noelle, and as long as she was happy, then I would be too.

Chapter Sixteen

-Noelle

I wonder if Mark really believed that Royal and I didn’t do anything wrong, or was he just saying that to get it over with and to get us to go home without anymore argument. Mark tended to be oblivious to everything that went on around him, like what a bitch my mom was, how poorly she treated me, and the fact that Royal wasn’t that bad, just misunderstood and looking for love.

Mark tried to force me to drive home alone, making Royal go with him for some reason. The visible anger between the two of them rippled through me. I didn’t want to go home until they came home. Until I knew I wouldn’t be forced to be alone with my mother’s wrath. I simply couldn’t deal with her alone.

                     “I’m not leaving here alone,” I spoke to Mark from across the parking lot. Royal could see the worry in my eyes, so I blinked it away trying to hide it a little better. I didn’t need him trying to step in and protect me again. He wouldn’t be there for me my entire life. I couldn’t cling to him just to get through this time in my life.

“What do you mean, Noelle? You’re going home and that’s that. Royal and I will be there shortly,” he ordered me, slamming his car door and coming over to me. I was still reeling from the fight. Anticipation and fear were coursing throughout my body. My emotions were on high alert. I was satisfied with what happened. Maybe Sasha would be wiser than to say shit about me. Or at least it would stop her from doing it to someone else.

“I’m not going home just to be attacked by my mother again,” I confessed, my eyes swinging to Royal’s. Mark seemed to be losing his patience with both of us, and he ran a hand down his face in frustration. I wasn’t going home alone. There was no way.

“You both are going to give me a heart attack. What has gotten into you guys?” Mark questioned both of us, his brow furrowed in despair. I could feel tiny rain drops starting to fall from the dark clouds above us. There was nothing I could say to help him understand. The fact that I had to tell him I wouldn’t go home without them proved that telling him anything wouldn’t help. He truly was oblivious to the person my mother was.

“She’s scared of her own mother, Mark. Use your brain and then maybe you won’t have to ask so many fucking questions next time.” I didn’t even notice that Royal had closed the distance between us, coming to a stop in front of me. I could feel his breath against my skin as he wrapped his arms around me. I was shivering, my lips trembling.

Hearing him say the words out loud seemed to make them more real. I never admitted to being afraid of my mom, but Royal understood things others didn’t. Sometimes I didn’t have to say a word for him to get what I was trying to say. Sometimes there were no words to be said. Instead there was merely emotions and feelings to be shown.

Mark peered up into the sky, his head tilting back. I totally understood the stress he was under. Royal being here, my mom constantly nagging him, and now everything that we did today. I’m sure he needed a stiff drink or two.                    

“I’m trying to understand what’s going on here, but I can’t. I know your mother is hard to deal with, but why would you be scared of her? I just don’t get it.” We were still standing in the school parking lot with a slight drizzle coming down, and I didn’t feel like discussing the entire issue here.

Royal’s arms tightened around me, bringing me back to the present. “I’m not going home unless you guys are there too.” It was the last comment I would make about it.

I pulled myself out of Royal’s warm embrace and backpedaled toward my car. I would sit in the driveway for hours, hell I would sit here in this parking lot in my car instead of going home.

“Just because you don’t believe it doesn’t mean it isn’t true, then again look at how you perceive me. Just this morning your bitch wife slapped her across the face,” Royal sounded disgusted. All I wanted to do was scream into the cold air. I felt strong and secure inside, but now that I was out here, facing the soon to be punishment of what I did, I was crumbling. There was nothing that I could do to save myself from the wrath called my mother.

“This is absolutely ludicrous!” Mark threw his hands up in the air as if he was giving up. I couldn’t blame him. Sometimes we all needed a day off, or a minute in time out.

“I’m going with her. Whatever you want to tell me you can tell me at the house, but I am not letting her go into that house and face her crazy mother alone.” Royal came to my defense, even when he didn’t have to. I smiled on the inside even though my belly was filled to the brim with anxiety. Misbehaving wasn’t something I ever did. It felt great telling Sasha how I really felt about her, and landing a punch or two against that perfectly shaped nose of hers.

“Whatever. Get in the car and drive back to the house. No lollygagging,” Mark ordered obviously still annoyed with us, before heading back toward his BMW. We watched him get in the car and drive out of the parking lot.

“Come on, I’ll drive.” Royal’s voice was soft, and it soothed the achiness that washed over me. I gave him my car keys and we got into my Jeep without another word said. I was certain the drive home would be a quiet one, but Royal felt otherwise.

“Don’t be scared of her,” Royal interrupted the silence between us. I blinked, trying to digest what he said. How could he tell me not to be scared of her? It wasn’t as if I was truly afraid of her, I just knew she would try something sketchy without them there. I mean the things that she did when they were there were bad enough. My mother was conniving like that. If she could do something to break another person down and build herself up, she would; even it was her own daughter she was hurting.

“I’m not scared of her, not in the fearful sense. I just know the type of person she is, and what she could do if she really wanted to. Being her daughter doesn’t change the darkness inside of her. She’s out to better one person’s life only, and that’s her own.” I hated the wobbliness of my voice and how it almost made me seem weak. I wasn’t weak. I was just learning to deal with the pain.

“Please don’t cry, Noelle. Please… I…” It was strange to see Royal struggle with his words. One of his hands gripped the wheel while the other one raked through his hair a million times over.

“I’m fine, Royal.” I tried to make myself sound big, happy— anything but sad— still he could see right through it. He slowed the car down right before we got to our subdivision and then he pulled over on the side of the road slamming the car into park. I didn’t know what he was doing, and I wasn’t sure I wanted to know.

“Goddamnit, Noelle, please don’t lie to me.” His words were rushed as he slammed his hands down on steering wheel. I understood where his rage was coming from. I hated that our parents were so dysfunctional, and that we were blamed today for something that wasn’t our fault. It just seemed like that was a part of life. You lived with the hand you were dealt until you could change it.

“I’m not lying.” I fidgeted in my seat. He took a deep breath and then he was in my face, almost bending over the center console.

“I can’t handle seeing you hurt, nor can I handle watching you have to stick up for yourself. I wanted so badly to put Sasha in her place today, but I knew it was what you needed to do, not me. I struggled with watching you kick her ass because I didn’t want you to get hurt.” He paused, pushing a couple strands of hair behind my ear, his fingers softly caressing the side of my cheek. Every touch lit my body on fire, and it was like a firework display going off in my belly as I waited to see what his next move would be.

“There’s something going on deep inside of here.” He pointed to the center of his chest. “I don’t know what the hell it is or how it happened, but I know it has everything to do with you. And to be honest, I know that me being here has changed things. It’s made things harder and maybe even changed things for you.” Royal was all over the place. I didn’t understand what he was trying to say, or maybe I did and I just didn’t want to admit it.

“Royal, if you’re trying to say that it’s your fault things turned out this way, you’re so wrong. My mother was this way long before you came along, and your father; well he’s been as he is as long as I can remember. Nothing that has happened here has been your fault.” My eyes were frantically trying to meet his as he stared down at my hands.

“I just think that maybe they’re all right. Me being around has changed things. Maybe if I wasn’t such an asshole, you wouldn’t be rebelling like you are. Or maybe you would be…” He sounded so lost in his own mind.

“Royal,” I sighed his name and did the one thing I thought I would never have the balls to do. I pushed up off my seat and slammed my lips into his, making sure he could feel every single inch of me in that one single piece of flesh, and he gave it back to me. His fingers wove deep into my hair as he pulled me as close as he could get me.

This kiss was harsh, and it was as if he was breathing life back into me. Taking the bad away and leaving nothing but the good. I opened my mouth, allowing him inside and then I grew even braver, taking my teeth and sinking them into his bottom lip, then I sucked on it to nurse the pain away.

A deep, rumbling moan sounded from inside his chest. He was turning me on and all he did was kiss me. We were a tangled mess of lips. As he pulled away from me, his eyes sparkled down at me.

“Do you know hot fucking hot it was to watch you beat Sasha’s ass? I wanted to pull you off of her and fuck you right there.” His words came out breathy.  My body hummed with excitement and my lips tingled as I lifted a hand up to touch him. I had never been kissed before aside from the last time Royal kissed me, let alone kissed like this.

“When I take you— because I will take you with my cock— I’ll have you screaming my name all while begging me for more.” He smirked at me, that upper lip raising just a small amount. God he was so gorgeous. It was no wonder Sasha wanted to claim him as her own. I blushed when he said the word cock out loud. It wasn’t a disgusting word, it was just so dirty and bad. I wanted to say it, too.

“Say it, Noelle.” He must’ve been able to tell that it was a foreign word to me.

“Say what?” I played dumb.

“Cock. Say it. I want to see the pretty little mouth of yours say that dirty little word.” God, he was going to kill me.

“C-O-C-K.” I sounded it out, and I swear the look in his eyes turned feral. I was pretty sure he was ready to eat me alive.

“You’re lucky I’m a good man when it comes to you. A respectful man, because if you were anyone else I would’ve already had you bent over in the back seat with my cock sliding in and out of you at a furious pace, all while you screamed my name out as you came all over my cock.” Holy fucking vaginal clenches. His words were so raunchy and disturbing, but oh so hot at the same time.

It would of course be then at that very hot moment that my cell phone started to blare, Dad flashing across the screen. I knew my next words would be dangerous ones, and because we had to be back at the house he couldn’t do anything to change them. Yet when I said them I would most certainly be signing my own vagina’s death certificate.

“Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Royal.” I watched his hands clench the wheel, and air blew out of both his nostrils. It was taking immense amounts of strength to keep himself in line, that I was sure of.

“You’ll be mine, baby, and when you finally are, you’ll be withering beneath me, taking every single last inch of me. It will be the first time you experience an orgasm for what it truly is. Not just some tiny spasm you’ve given yourself with a vibrator.” I couldn’t speak or form words. Royal won this round. With both of us built up to our breaking points, he drove us the short distance back to the house. I could deal with my mom now that Royal was by my side. Still the thought of him thinking it was all his fault lingered there in the back of my mind. He didn’t realize it, but he was the best thing that ever happened in my life, and I was grateful that he was here.