Claimed by the Dark Souls of VHA

Chapter Six

AVA

I watch how the fire engulfs the money my aunt had left me, thinking it would suffice for all that I had been through. It doesn't pain me one bit to see it all fade away to nothing. I watch as how the money turns to straight up ash and I quickly douse it with water, remembering that this isn't my room, or my garbage can, and that I just ruined Emma's stuff.

She just stands there in the middle of the room eyeing me carefully, not knowing what to think of my actions. I can care less about the money. That was Sinclair money that I wanted nothing to do with. I may have the name but I was never thought, seen, or even treated as a Sinclair since I was given the name so why start now? That was my aunts way of saying how cheap I am, and that I was never going to be part of their lives, and you know what? I am okay with it.

"Um, sorry about your trash can. I'll buy you a new one once I find a job." I shrug and place it down on the ground, leaving it by the door until I gain the strength to leave and go back to my room that is now in shambles.

"You think I care about a damn garbage bin? Ava, come on. We've been friends for weeks now and this is the first time that I have ever seen you so broken. I get it, it is your past, and your past alone and if you don't want to talk about it, I totally understand. Just remember I am here for you, okay?" I nod and give her a slight smile. I pad back over to her bed and lie down. She lies down with me and I just nod off to sleep once again, my veins filled with ice over the past few hours that I have had to endure.

I wake up sometime during the middle of the night and move off the bed, making sure not to wake Emma who is sound asleep, slightly snoring but looking so damn peaceful.

I wonder what I look like when I am sleeping.

I scoop up whatever I had brought here and jot down a message for Emma for when she wakes up, not wanting her to worry about me.

Thanks for letting me crash here. I'll be in my room salvaging what I can through the chaos that was left for me. I'll see you later.

I leave the note on her bedside table and quietly sneak out. I walk towards my room and latch onto the doorknob taking a huge breath in, and releasing it before I open the door. When I open it and flip the light switch on, I see how everything has been put back neatly, not remotely looking like a hurricane had ransacked a mere few hours ago.

I walk in fully to assess what at first I think is just my imagination getting the better of me. I even find the clothes that were thrown all over the floor all neatly folded and put back in my drawers. My books are stacked back on my table and even my bed is made. I have a feeling I know who took it upon themselves to clean up their dirty work, but it'll take way more than this for them to ever get my forgiveness. They brought misery my way. Cleaning my room isn't going to help their salvation with me.

I plop down onto my bed and just sit there wondering what the hell I should do now that I am wired from all the sleep I had in Emma's room. School starts in a couple of hours, so I just change out of my clothes and slip on some activewear and head to the gym. I grab my phone and keys and leave. The gym room is massive and has everything I need to get a good workout in.

I begin running on the treadmill, gradually making the pace I am running a bit faster along with the incline. I am breaking a sweat and my legs feel like jello as I slowly bring down the incline and speed to just about crawling pace. My music is blasting through my headphones and I feel fifty times better right now. I chug my water like it is a lifeline for me and then head towards the weights. I'm not strong enough to lift 1,000 ton weights but I am strong enough for up to about 150. I know, not that great but, oh well. I do my sets and now my arms are burning but I invite the pain. I invite any pain that diminishes the pain and ache that is in my chest from the feeling of being basically worthless.

I still feel very pent up, needing a release of everything that I have festered in my body, thinking I could get the job done one way or another. I swipe the sweat from my body, grab my water, and leave the gym deciding to go back to my room to shower. When I get there, I notice Alex sitting on the floor, head against the wall, eyes closed, I guess waiting for me.

"Hey you." I say and he peers up looking at me and gulping, making his Adam's apple go up and down. Of course, like a typical guy, he is probably picturing me n***d right about now. Between my short lycra shorts and my sports b*a exposing my toned stomach, I must look highly enticing.

Yea right.

I am sweating like no other, desperately needing a cold shower to cool me down.

"Um, hey. I was wondering where you were. I thought you might still be at Emma's and I didn't want to bother her so I figured I'd sit and wait for you to return." He says while roaming his fingers through his hair, giving him that sexy look. I give a smile knowing someone else cares for me.

"Yeah, I was there but then I needed to clear my head and let loose at the gym. I slept so much yesterday that I have been extremely wired all this time." He rises from the floor and I walk towards my door, opening it, eyeing him, wondering if I should invite him in. My mind makes the decision and leads my mouth to ask him.

"Want to come in?" He nods slowly and follows behind me. We walk in and I close the door locking it. He turns to me, now looking at me with pity which I begin to feel anxious.

"Oh no you don't Alex. Do not pin me with a pity stare. I am fine. Those assholes think they made me fall from my pedestal but I haven't. They took a cheap shot at me but I didn't falter. They'll regret messing with me. Sinclair or not, I deserve to be respected and not cast out as a pariah." Pity turns to admiration as he makes his way closer to me and I suck in my breath at the intense gaze he has on me.

"I am not eyeing you with pity. I was worried for you, about you. F!ckers went out of control placing a target on your back that I wanted to kill them myself. You're something else you know that?" He yanks my pony tail to look up at him and releases it, having my hair cascade down my back. I bite my lip as he presses his body even closer to mine but I manage to shake the trance he has on me.

"Alex." I say softly, planting my hands on his chest trying to put space between us. All he does is put his finger on my lips to stop me from talking. His breathing is heavier and from what I can tell down below, he is all in when it comes to me.

"I don't care if you don't want anything remotely related to a relationship but I need you Ava. I need to feel you, to be inside you, because you have the power to make guys fall to their knees to bow down to you. I can see the emotions bottled up and I want you to take everything you have going on inside of you and unleash it onto me." He says in a husky tone, eyes blazing with emotion and passion. His words hit me in the organ inside my chest, but I am too scared to act out on what I am feeling at this moment. Yes I have pent up anger and energy and will most likely diffuse like a ticking time bomb at some point today, but I cannot risk my friendship with Alex. He and Emma are all I really have right now.

"I don't want to hurt you. I don't want to use you." I say as he runs his hand down the length of my body. Tingles rise and I close my eyes and drink them in.

"You can do whatever you want to me and if you decide that you don't want anything at all after this, besides friendship, then I will not be angry or hurt. These past few weeks getting to know you have been amazing and I want to act on the feelings I have for you before I lose the courage to." He brushes his lips against mine and I cave immediately. I wrap my arms around his neck and latch onto his lips, sucking him in, darting my tongue out to invade his mouth and he groans.

He tightens his hold on me and backs me into the door, our tongues dancing in our mouths, him eating up every moan I let out. His lips leave mine and I whimper from the loss of contact as he dives in to suck on my neck, nipping and l*****g all of which is driving me wild. He pulls the sports b*a up and over my head, staring at my breasts, immediately attaching his mouth to one and grasping the other with his big hand.

I go to tear his shirt off of him and to pull down his sweat pants and boxers in one swoop, releasing his hardened length. I grab onto it and begin to stroke him up and down. I watch as his eyes darken with such l**t that it makes me crazy and insanely soaked at my core. I kick off my shoes and shimmy out of my shorts, watching his eyes widen when he sees that I have gone commando. He latches onto me once again and I jump up into his arms and he carries me to the bed.

He places me down gently, caressing my body with his hands.

"You're f!cking beautiful Ava." He sucks on my neck before making his way down to my stomach and then spreading my legs to invade my center which is dripping with need.

"So f!cking wet." He growls like a cave man as I inhale sharply once his mouth sucks me in and licks me up my folds. He pushes a finger inside of me and continues his assault on me. He sucks, licks, dives into me like he is feasting on me, needing me to satiate his hunger. My hips buck on the bed and he forces me back down with his hand. I grip the sheets feeling a wave of pleasure coursing through me and I let out a scream, coming undone on his tongue. He laps up everything I pour out and immediately rises and kisses me deeply. He lines himself up at my center and easily glides in from my wetness. He stops abruptly and I am about to scream from the loss of contact.

"F!ck, I don't have a condom." He grits out as the need to feel me grows more and more.

"I'm covered. Just keep going, please Alex." I say and he does as I ask as he pounds into me without remorse.

"So f!cking tight holy f!ck!" He says into my neck and I smile wrapping my legs around his waist making him pummel further into me. I see stars as he goes in and out of me, slamming into me, pounding himself and the only sounds are of our flesh clashing against one another. He pulls out and flips me over and I gasp when he pounds into me from behind without hesitation. I grip the headboard, biting the inside of my mouth so that I don't unleash the screams I am trying so hard to not release because, hell, this man knows how to screw a person into oblivion. The moon casts a light through my curtain and the moment he slows down, I know he sees the many scars on my back.

"What the f!ck?!" His fingers glide over each of them and I lower my head. I try to move away, to lie back down, but he plants me there, moving himself so torturously slow inside of me.

"Don't you dare move away from me. Don't you dare hide from me. I can handle the scars on your body. I love them and will keep this sight to myself. You don't need to be scared of what you think I might be thinking. This changes nothing. We are f!cking one now." He says which makes my body tremble. He kisses along my spine and moves his hands to the front of my body, bringing me up to lean against his chest. He rocks faster into me and I moan, loving the feeling. His finger goes down to my clit and he has at it with such vigor that I am clenching around him making him growl deeply. He latches onto my pulse point and bites while squeezing my clit and I erupt in pleasure so fierce, so volatile, that my eyes go to the back of my head, and I scream his name in pure ecstasy.

"Alex!!" I scream but he quickly latches his hand over my mouth so no one else hears what he has done in here, to me.

"F!ckkk!!!" He spews as I feel him combust inside of me. We ride out our high together until we both collapse onto the bed. He wraps me up in his embrace and I close my eyes, having the darkness take over, with a damn smile on my face.

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My alarm goes off and we both jolt out of bed.

"Sh!t that alarm clock of yours f!cking scared me." He says as I begin to laugh. He dives for me and pulls me into him, laying kisses all over my face.

"If we didn't have school I'd be having you ride my d!ck into oblivion right now." He says to me, looking at me like I am his savior in this world.

"It does sound tempting." I give him a smile and he kisses me softly.

"Let me get out of here before everyone starts heading out of their rooms." With one final kiss, he leaps to find his clothes, putting them on in record time, and opens the door to sneak out. He gives me a wink before leaving and closes the door carefully. I stretch on the bed feeling so much better. The door isn't locked so I begin to make my way to it when it is busted open and I shriek.

I jump to rip the sheet off my bed to wrap around my body when I feel two sets of heated stares fall on me. They manage to command the room and it is filled with such tension, a knife can slice through it easily. The two sets of eyes glare at me but I refuse to cower or back down to them. I hear the door close and lock before Ryder begins to speak.

"What the f!ck was Alex doing leaving your room just now?" He moves forward while I move backward not because I am scared, but because if he comes any closer, I would find myself slapping him across the face again.

My hand slapping his handsome face felt so damn good.

"What is it your business what I do and who either enters or exits my room?" Christian steps forward, placing a hand on his brother's shoulder to try and calm him. I know he is raging but what I don't understand is why. He outed me because of his hate for my family. He hates me, so why give a damn?

"What he means to ask is, are you okay?" Ryder sends his brother a dangerous look his way and I roll my eyes.

"Your brother didn't mean to ask that and you know it. Didn't I tell you two to stay the hell away from me?" Ryder walks back towards the door, definitely wanting to break or hit something. Christian looks to him and then back to me.

"This sh!t got out of hand and we are both sorry." I scoff at his attempt for an apology.

"Sorry? You're sorry?! You aren't sorry. Like you two dipsh!ts actually give a damn about my well being. If you did, none of this would have happened in the first place. I get Ryder over there acting like a maniacal psychopath due to his intense hatred of the Sinclair name, but what's your excuse Christian? Don't give me the same crap you fed me yesterday when you were cupping my cheek in your hand while I was trying to slither away from your touch." Christian's eyes widen and I can see that he never told Ryder about his little approach with me. Ryder stalks over with even more rage emanating from his body, looking between his brother and me.

"Care to elaborate, brother?" He stares at his brother while Christian just closes his eyes, throwing his head back, but before he says anything I pin a murderous glare on Ryder. I march towards him and poke him in the chest.

"You don't get to be jealous you sh!t for brains. At least he had the decency to come and attempt to apologize. You on the other hand have so much hatred for a family that I want nothing to do with so you immediately placed all blame onto me. Did it help you to sleep better last night knowing that you outed me, making me a giant target, and all for what? Because I stood up to your w***e of a girlfriend? I really hope ruining my life made everything better for you, because this, whatever this hatred between us is all about, is about to get a whole lot worse. You don't scare me. I'm ten times the person you will ever be and I don't back down from a fight. I feed on it. Be prepared Ryder." Is all I can say as I watch fire tear through his eyes with the slightest bit of remorse but it is gone as quickly as it came. Just to spur him on even more, I continue my rant.

"Oh, and to answer your previous question, Alex and I f!cked. Outrageously mind blowing earth shattering s*x was going on in here while you were floating on cloud nine thinking you broke me." Ryder is now seething and being pulled away by Christian. I pride myself in being the hardened version of my former self. To think I thought my scars were repulsive. Alex showed me that I shouldn't hide them but own them.

"If you two will excuse me, I have to shower and get dressed for class. You two can see yourselves out." I drop the bed sheet from my body and turn to head to the bathroom, knowing that they both see the scars on my body. I turn around to see the looks on their faces. It is like all color was drained from them. Not a hint of any emotion can be read on either one of them.

"Even those didn't break me." I turn back around and walk into the bathroom slamming the door and locking it. I wait till I hear my door open and close before I rest my head on the bathroom door and let out the breath I didn't know I was holding.

I am a motherf!cking Phoenix rising motherf!ckers.

Just try and come at me again.