If You Dare (Dare #3)

by Shantel Tessier

“I’m dirty,” I protest. I smell of weed and alcohol. I don’t smoke the shit and neither does Seth, but his friend was. Pretty sure I have a contact high at the moment. He leans down, inhaling my ponytail. “Baby, I’m about to make you filthy.”

“I FUCKING HATE …” He grips my hands, pins them behind my back, and slams his lips to mine. “I fucking hate you too.” He growls.

“What if someone comes in?” I ask in a panic. “Let them watch me eat you out, baby,” he says, not sharing my concern.

Fuck, she looks beautiful.

“You know I think you’re gorgeous,” I say honestly.

“Maybe I want you to hurt me.”

“You may be gorgeous, baby, but your sister is the one I plan on fucking tonight.”

“To the friends we lose, and the lessons we learn.”

“I’ve known Deke all of my life, and he wouldn’t have jeopardized his scholarship for a girl he didn’t give two fucks about.”

I asked you to forget who I am for one night, could you do it?” “Why would I wanna forget who you are?” I ask confused by her question.

“Who do you wanna be?” “Someone who matters,” she whispers, dropping her head to stare at my shirt.

Letting go of her hips, I grip her chin and lift her head, so she must look at me. “Demi Holt matters to me,” I say, and I hate that the words are true.

I thought she was a Becky mini-me, but she’s nothing like her. Demi pushes me. She wakes up a part of me that...

You don’t always need hearts and flowers to prove you love someone. Sometimes you need each other’s names carved in blood.

“I want you to fuck me, Deke. It’s just you and me. No lies. No pretending. Can you do that?”

“I was never the one faking it, Demi.”

“Good morning, princess.”

“You’ll be a beautiful mess, Demi.”

“The only reason I would take you out to the woods would be to bury your body.”

“If I wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead.”

“I would have done it while you laid on your bed with your hands tied behind your back. I could have wrapped my hands around your neck and squeezed while you gasped for breath. I could have made it quick and snapped your neck, or ...

“Murder doesn’t have to be messy, princess. It can be sensual, or it can be bruta...

Demi Holt has gotten my attention, and I won’t let her walk away easily.

He clearly forgot that I have a fake boyfriend.

I’m here to see Bennett.

“I was the first one to touch, lick, and fuck that pussy. Before you went and passed it around like a joint at a party.”

A guy can fuck four girls in one night, but a girl can’t fuck two guys in the same month without being tainted.

I didn’t sleep with Demi for any other reason than I wanted her.

At this point, I’m not sure who fucked me over more. Demi or Becky. One cheated on me, and the other used me.

“At his parents’ cabin on Lake Travis.” Deke’s body stiffens against mine, and Cole’s eyes narrow on me.

“The answer is that I want to fucking kill you, Demi. You’re a fucking pain in my ass. Your sister may be a fucking slut, but you are nothing to me. Do you understand that?” He shakes me and dots take over my vision. “Nothing.”

“Then stay the hell away from me, Deke.” “You came to me.” “I came for Austin,” I snap. “I don’t need you!”

I realize I want that. The fighting. The passion. The love. I want someone to love me so much that I make them crazy. Anything less would be boring.

I wanted him to fuck me, and now I want him to love me.

“That was when I realized a girl’s virginity didn’t mean anything. Which is crazy, right? We’re told it’s supposed to be special. You’re supposed to give it to someone you love.” Her drunk laughter grows. “Such bullshit.”

I hate that I hurt her.

“I know I lied to you. Tricked you. We set you up. But …” She licks her lips. “I wanted you to take it, Deke. Don’t think for one second that I didn’t want you.”

“I’m gonna kill him.” My heart begins to pound at his words. “Why?” I can’t help but ask. His blue eyes move from the cut to my eyes. His jaw sharpens when he says. “Because he touched you. And I am the only man allowed to touch you.”

“Because your darkness turns me on.”

“She wanted to tame you. I want to see what you can do. I wanna see the real you. All of you. I know I could never win against you, Deke, but I don’t want you to hide. Not from me.”

“You’ve seen the real me,” he finally says, and his eyes drop to my neck. “And I’m still here.”

“I could have killed you …” He pauses and sighs. “I can’t promise that I won’t hurt you again.” I almost laugh at that. “Good.”

“Gotta be quiet, princess. Don’t want them hearing you scream my name.”

I wanted to kill her. If she hadn’t hit me with that stupid swimming trophy of Cole’s that Austin put out, she would be dead right now. And it makes me sick to my stomach.

Becky hated it. Demi craves it. I like that I don’t have to pretend with her.

“People don’t have to stop breathing to stop living,”

“I miss you,” she finally says. Her voice so soft, I barely hear it. I smile and admit, “I miss you too, princess.”

“I never once wanted you to be or pretend to be someone other than who you are.”

“Demi—” “I’ll be here when you get back tomorrow.” She interrupts me. “Waiting on you.” Then she hangs up.

A reminder that we fucking own her. That no matter what she does, or who she fucks, she belongs to us.