Chapter 7

Kara knew she had pushed her brother too far, had challenged him in a way she shouldn’t have. But she hadn’t expected him to call her bluff like that, to throw Gabriella and Karruche into the mix.

She needed to calm down, to think. She paced back and forth, her mind racing. She knew she had to apologize to Jay, had to find a way to make this right. She couldn’t lose him, not like this.

Kara punched her bed as hard as she could, she had her older brother right where she wanted him and he managed to get away.

“FUCKING VIETNAMESE BITCH” she screamed, cursing her brother’s illicit girlfriend “SHE HAS RUINED EVERYTHING”.

She knew there was little if anything she could do about Karruche; but there WAS something she could do about her best friend Gabriella.

She picked up her phone and dialled her number. After a few rings, Gabriella answered, her voice breathless.

“Hey, Kara. What’s up?”

“Gabriella, listen carefully. I need you to stay away from Jay. Do you understand me? Stay the fuck away from him.”

There was a pause on the line before Gabriella responded, her voice laced with confusion and concern. “Kara, what are you talking about? Why can’t I see Jay?”

“Because he’s mine, Gabby. He’s my fucking brother, and I won’t have you stealing him from me.

Do you understand me, bitch?” Kara’s voice was cold, her words laced with venom.

“Kara, what the hell is wrong with you? I thought we were friends,” Gabriella replied, her voice shaking with hurt and confusion.

“We were, until you started fucking my brother behind my back,” Kara snapped, her grip tightening on the phone.

“I didn’t ... I mean, we didn’t ... Kara, please, let me explain,” Gabriella stammered, but Kara cut her off.

“There’s nothing to explain, Gabby.

You’re a fucking homewrecker, and I won’t have you tearing my family apart,” Kara hissed, her voice dripping with contempt.

“Kara, please, you’re not being reasonable,” Gabriella pleaded, her voice cracking with emotion. “I care about Jay, and he cares about me. You can’t just expect us to stop seeing each other.”

“Watch me,” Kara snarled, her mind made up. “If you don’t stay away from him, I’ll make sure everyone at school knows about your little affair. Your parents, your teachers, everyone. They’ll all know what a little slut you are, fucking your best friend’s brother behind her back. So, what’s it gonna be, Gabby? Are you gonna do the right thing and stay away from Jay, or are you gonna risk ruining your reputation and hurting Jay even more?”

There was silence on the line for a moment before Gabriella spoke, her voice barely above a whisper. “Fine, Kara. I’ll stay away from Jay. But this isn’t over. You can’t keep him locked up forever. Sooner or later, he’s going to find out about this.”

Kara’s eyes flashed with anger, she is not going to let Gabby get away with this.

“Last time telling you, STAY AWAY FROM JAY, OR I’LL FUCKING RUIN YOU” Kara says in a cold tone filled with anger.

She hung up the phone, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she had crossed a line, threatened her best friend, but she didn’t care. All that mattered was keeping Jay to herself, no matter what it took.

She stormed out of her room, her mind set on finding him; but as she reached the top of the stairs she stopped. She remembered that Jay had gone out and she had no idea where he’d gone.

“FUCK FUCK FUCK” Kara screamed as she stormed back to her room, slamming the door.

Everything seems to be going wrong for her; every time she makes headway with her brother, something comes along and set her back. She needs to regain control, to assert her dominance over him once again. But whatever she will do has to wait until he gets back from wherever he stormed off to.

As she decided to see what she could do about Karruche, she froze in place when she heard a knock at her bedroom door. She quickly hid her phone under her pillow and called out, “Who is it?”

The door creaked open, and Karruche stepped inside, her eyes scanning the room before settling on her. “We need to talk, Kara.”

She felt a surge of anger at the sight of her, but she pushed it down, needing to play this smart. “About what, Ms. Tran?”

She closed the door behind him and walked towards her, her eyes never leaving hers. “About you threatening Gabriella, about you and Jay. I know everything, Kara. I heard your conversation.”

Kara’s eyes widened in shock, her mind racing. “How ... how did you...?”

Ms Tran smirked, holding up her phone. “Your messages were forwarded to me by Gabrielle, I heard your conversation. You threatened her, Kara. Your best friend.”

Kara’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment and anger. “It’s none of your business, Ms Tran”.

“Oh but it IS Kara,” Karruche says “What you did could be considered threatening behaviour; if Gabriella makes a complaint it could be big trouble for you”.

“I was just protecting what’s mine,” Kara says “And what the FUCK are you doing here anyway?”.

A look of disgust crosses Karruche’s face as she asks “Protecting what’s yours? Is that what you call it?”.

“Yes, protecting what is mine,” Kara replies “Jay is my brother, I’m protecting him from a whore”.

She moves to the window and sits on the window-ledge, her eyes narrowing as she looks at Karruche.

“And that also incudes YOU” Kara says, fixing Karruche with a hate-filled jealous stare “That’s right, I know you’re fucking my brother”.

Karruche smirked, leaning against the wall, her arms crossed over her chest.

“Oh, you mean Jay? Yeah, I am. And he loves it. He loves the way I suck his cock, the way I ride him, the way I make him come so hard he sees stars. He tells me all about it, Kara. Every. Single. Detail.”

Kara’s eyes widened in shock and betrayal. She couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Her brother, her lover, was telling this Vietnamese bitch about their intimate moments.

Kara felt a surge of rage and jealousy like she had never known before. She wants to punch Karruche as hard as she can, but she knows that will not solve anything. Instead, she decides to fight fire with fire. She stands up, her eyes locked onto Karruche’s, and slowly starts to unbutton her shirt, revealing her lacy black bra underneath.

“What are you doing, Kara?” Karruche asks, her voice laced with amusement.

“I’m showing you what Jay really wants,” Kara replies, her voice cold and confident. She slips her shirt off, letting it fall to the floor, and reaches behind her back to unhook her bra. Her full breasts spill out, her nipples already hard and aching.

Karruche raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips.

“You think showing me your tits is going to make me jealous?” Karruche asked, her voice taking on a mocking tone “You’re embarrassing yourself Kara”.

Kara clenches her jaw as she reaches down and picks up her bra and t-shirt, her ploy to make Karruche jealous a stunning failure.

She throws them back on, her movements jerky with anger.

“Fuck you, Karruche,” she spits, her eyes blazing with hatred.

Karruche chuckles, pushing off from the wall and walking towards her. “Oh, sweetheart, I’m not the one you should be mad at. You should be mad at yourself for thinking you could keep Jay all to yourself.”

Kara’s hands ball into fists at her sides, her nails digging into her palms. “He’s my brother, you bitch. Mine. All mine.”

Karruche’s smirk faded, replaced by a look of hatred and disgust as she took in Kara’s defiant stance. “You think you can handle me, Kara? You think you can take me on and win?”.

She looks Kara up and down then says “I came over to tell you that aside from your threatening behaviour towards Gabriella, I know you’re fucking your own brother, you disgusting, filthy bitch”.

Kara’s eyes flash with anger and hatred; Karruche knows that she’s been fucking her own brother.

“Not so cocky now, are you?” Karruche asks “Now I know you’re secret you’re all quiet and no fucking mouth”

With a look of smug satisfaction, Karruche says to Kara “You’re nothing special, Kara. Just another desperate, pathetic little girl trying to keep her brother all to herself. Newsflash, sweetheart, Jay doesn’t belong to you. He belongs to whoever he wants to be with. And right now, that’s me.”

Kara’s anger boiled over, she lunged at Karruche, her hands clawing at her face. “You fucking bitch! I’ll kill you!”

Karruche laughed, easily sidestepping Kara’s attack.

“Is that the best you can do?” Karruche asks, her laugh grates on Kara nails on a chalkboard.

“You’re pathetic, Kara. You think you can take me on? You’re nothing but a weak little girl playing dress-up in your mother’s clothes.”

Kara’s breath hitches, her chest heaving with anger and humiliation. She knows Karruche is right, knows that she’s no match for her physically. But she refuses to back down, refuses to let this Vietnamese bitch win.

“Fuck you,” Kara spits, her voice shaking with rage. “You think you can just waltz in here and take my brother from me?

You think you can just fuck him and I’ll stand by and do nothing?” Kara’s voice was shrill, her eyes wild with anger and desperation.

Karruche shrugged, a cruel smile playing on her lips. “I don’t think, Kara. I know. Jay loves fucking me. He loves the way I ride his cock, the way I suck him dry. He tells me all about it, every dirty detail”.

Karruche’s voice dripped with venom, her eyes locked onto Kara’s. “He tells me how tight your pussy is, how you scream his name when you come. He tells me everything, Kara. Everything.” She couldn’t believe Jay had been talking about their intimate moments with this bitch. She felt a surge of anger and betrayal.

“Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have to go,” Karruche says, turning to leave “I need to ride Jay’s cock”.

“No, you don’t,” Kara says, grabbing Karruche’s arm and spinning her around. “You’re not going anywhere until I say so.”

Karruche smirks, looking down at Kara’s hand on her arm. “And what are you going to do about it, Kara? Spank me?”

Kara’s eyes flash with anger as Karruche pushed her away.

“Don’t worry Kara, I’ll treat Jay well,” Karruche says as she opens the door “I’ll treat him SO well he’ll forget all about you”.

She walks out, leaving Kara fuming in her room. Kara can’t believe what just happened. She feels humiliated, angry, and most of all, jealous. She can’t stand the thought of Jay with Karruche, of him telling her their secrets, their intimate moments. She needs to reclaim him, to remind him who he belongs to.

Kara paces back and forth, her mind racing. She needs to find a way to stop Karruche, to get Jay back. She can’t let this Vietnamese bitch win.

“I’ll get that Asian bitch,” Kara says, cursing the woman who is sleeping with her brother “NO ONE take my brother from me, NO ONE”.

She stops pacing and looks at herself in the mirror, her eyes hard and determined. She knows what she needs to do. She quickly changes into a tight-fitting black dress that leaves little to the imagination, and heels that make her legs look miles long.

She applies her makeup heavy, dark eyeliner and bold red lipstick, accentuating her features and giving her a sultry, dangerous look. She wants to look like a woman on a mission, and she is. Her mission is to find her brother and reclaim him from that Vietnamese bitch that he’s been banging.

After grabbing her purse and phone, she exits her room and heads downstairs. She’s thankful her mom isn’t home as she’d never let her go out dressed as she is.

But Kara doesn’t care, she knows exactly where to find Jay, and she’s determined to get him back. And as she leaves the house and heads off down the street, she is unaware of the car slowly following her.

At Karruche’s place, Joseph watches as his naked teacher gets back into bed with him.

“And?” he asked, cuddling up to her “Did it work?”.

She smiled as she wrapped her arms around him and replied “Oh it worked better than expected. She’ll leave you alone from now on”.

Jay didn’t like telling Karruche about him and Kara, but he had to do something to stop her jealousy and possessiveness.

“Thank-you for doing this,” Jay says, rubbing her flat belly gently “And I’m sorry you had to find out like that”.

“It’s OK,” Karruche says to him, kissing him on the cheek “All that matters is that it’s over now and there is nothing stopping us from being together”.

She smiles at him, her eyes gleaming with lust.

“Speaking of which, I’ve been thinking about you all day, Jay. About your cock, about how good it feels inside me.” She runs her hand down his chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his abs.

Jay feels a stirring in his pants, his cock beginning to harden at her words. “Yeah?” he asks, his voice low and husky.

“Mmmhmm,” she murmurs, her hand slipping lower, cupping his growing erection gently “I want you to fuck me Jay; to get in between my legs and thrust your cock into my cunt”.

She leans in, her breath hot on his ear “I want you to fill me up, to make me come all over your dick”.

She whispers, her voice laced with desire. Jay’s cock throbs at her words, aching to get up inside her once more. She straddles his waist and looks down at him. She can hardly believe her luck that she is dating such a hot guy, and given the illicit nature of their relationship it makes it all the more hotter.

She leans down and kisses him, her tongue exploring his mouth, tasting him, wanting him. He responds eagerly, his hands gripping her ass, pulling her closer to him. She can feel his hardness pressing against her, and it sends a jolt of electricity through her.

She breaks the kiss and looks into his eyes, her breath ragged. “I want you to fuck me, Jay. Right here, right now.”

He smirks, his hands squeezing her ass. “You want me to fuck you, baby?

Right here, right now?” Jay growls, his hands roaming up her back, tangling in her hair. Karruche nods, her eyes never leaving his, her breath coming in short gasps.

“Say it, Karruche. Tell me what you want,” Jay demands, his voice rough with desire.

“I want your cock inside me, filling me up,” Karruche moans, grinding her hips against him, feeling his hardness brushing against her cunt “I want you to fuck me hard, Jay”.

She reaches down and grabs his cock, stroking it gently, feeling it pulse in her hand. “I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk straight tomorrow.”