(Candice on the side! (Media))

Chapter 7: Doubts (18+)

 JUST WARNING YOU GUYS THIS CHAPTER HAS SOME...AHUM, ADULT CONTENT. 

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Bite marks are love notes written in flesh'

-Unknown

"Um-okay-no, no it's no problem. Alright. See you." Bryan said, as Candice heard the door closing. She walked back down the stairs and crossed her arms. 

Bryan saw her and stuttered, "U-Uh, don't you want the...?" He pointed at the bags of Chinese takeout. 

Candice shook her head, "Why don't we talk about what just happened?" She said, smirking. Bryan sighed, and sat down on the couch. 

"I...I don't know what happened earlier. Let's just forget about it." He suggested. 

"M'no." Candice insisted, "You...wanted me..." She said, slowly. 

"You...You practically forced yourself onto me." Bryan protested. 

"And you licked my neck." She said, smirking. 

Bryan opened his mouth but nothing came out, he closed it again, and looked around, as if he was thinking of what to say. "Please, just don't tell Bella...it was a mistake-"

"A mistake? Oh, okay, no- I get it."

"Candice that's not what i mean..."

"No, i get it. So screw you-"

"Yes, okay? You know what? It was a mistake! A big one! I should not have don't that-"

Candice looked hurt, but then she nodded and bit her lip, "You know what? I'm not even going to tell you girlfriend. I hope she stays with a piece of shit like you."

"Candice-"

"No." She interrupted quickly, "I...I actually like you...i-i...i like you and yeah, i'm not proud for actually admitting that...God, i'm so stupid." She hissed. "What did i think would happen?"

Bryan kept quiet for a moment, his chest felt heavy. "Look...It's...look- what do you want me to do to make you feel better?" He just asked.

She slowly looked up at him and sniffed. "Is that all you can say?" Candice asked, gaping. Then closed her mouth, giving Bryan a cold look. "Just forget it." She spat. 

Bryan took a deep breath, his chest feeling heavy, as he clenched his fist. "It's not that...i just..."

"What?" Candice demanded, quickly, facing Bryan, "You just what?" They locked eye contact for two seconds, both of their heartbeats speeding up. Candice's big, but sharp icy blue eyes made Bryan's world stop around him, like time was going slower, it seemed to soften something inside him, but also strikes him, making him stop in his tracks. But Candice, troubled little Candice, when she lays eyes on Bryan's her heart races rapidly, alerted, as she feels blood rushing to her face. She can't stare long enough, or she'll flinch and force herself to look away. His dark eyes seemed to drown out  the harshness of her ice blue eyes.  

"I don't know how to respond to that..." He said, taking his eyes away form her. 

She nodded slowly, "I see..." She said, a slight hurt expression on her face. "Well...who made the first move in the relationship?" She asked.

Bryan furrowed his eyebrows, confused. "What?"

"Did Bella make the first move?" Candice asked, spitting out Bella's name like acid. 

"No...actually, i did."

"Then why are you stopping yourself with me? How is she any different?" Candice demanded, raising her voice.

Bryan quickly changed the topic, "Look-Candice, it's really late and i think we should just both forget-"

Candice shrugged. "Fine." She said, coldly. "Goodnight." She simply said, crossing her arms, then marching up the stairs.

No.

Bryan couldn't move for a second, swallowing the lump in his throat. He shouldn't let her walk away. He clenched his fists. 'She'll tell Bella what happened,' he said, 'I'll just give her what she wants.' He decided. But was that the only reason he was going to do what he did? 

He was alone in the room now, as he heard footsteps above him. Slow, as if she was secretly waiting for him to run after her. 

Before he could control himself, his feet started running, running to her, his feet running rapidly on the steps of the stairs, until he could see the light blonde hair of Candice, she was standing there, frozen, then turned around. Her mouth was slightly open, her eyes wide, looking at Bryan expectantly. They were just inches apart, now, and without warning, Bryan took her face in his hands, then pressed his lips onto hers. Candice gasped, giving Bryan the chance to bit her lower lip slowly. Candice's whole body felt like it was melting, her heart beat wasn't fast, but it was beating heavily and hard against her chest. Her body was screaming for more, and even though she wanted this, she was scared to move, scared to breathe, otherwise she might collapse. 

 "Bryan-" Candice tried to breathed out, but Bryan slid his hands around her waist. She shivered excitedly, and clenched onto his shirt. 

 She stepped backwards, ad Bryan followed along, until they reached her bedroom. 

Candice could almost hear the faded music from the party that night...but she forced herself not to think about it. She stumbled onto the bed and looked up. Bryan stared down at her, trying to keep his breathing steady, his hands pressing onto the mattress on either side of her.  She saw the two guys...Brandon and Tucker...smirking down at her, pinning her down, as she was too drugged to fight them away. She closed her eyes shut and tried to block the memories away, as Bryan gently laid a kiss on her forehead. She grabbed his two arms and held them, tightly. 

"Are you sure?" Bryan asked a hint of worry and guilt in his eyes.

Candice swallowed hard, and gave him a small nod, as she exhaled slowly. 

Bryan slowly unzipped her shorts, and slid them down carefully. 

'This is so wrong,'  He told himself, 'but i don't want to stop.'

When he was done taking her shorts off, his eyes trailed over to her light pink underwear, with lace around the edges. He bit his lip, as he tried to control the throbbing between his legs. He took off her sneakers, but left on her red high knee socks. She curled her toes, finally opening her eyes, as they paused. Bryan slowly brushed his thumb along her cheek, as her lips were slightly parted. 

He bent down and kissed her neck, as Candice lay quietly, holding her breath, her heart hammering, wanting to escape form her chest. She lifted her leg, so that it brushed against Bryan's. That was enough to set him off unbuttoning her shirt, only leaving her in her underwear and socks. Candice bit her lip, her arms on either side of her, as she had another flashback: Candice tried to cover herself with her hands, but Brandon aggressively pulled them away, as he grabbed her throat roughly. "You better stop trying to struggle if you know what's good for you." He whispered, viciously, snickering from the terrified look in her eyes, as they half closed. Her thoughts vanished as she trailed her hands along Bryan's chest. 

His libido increased, making him waste no time trying to slip her underwear off, then taking his own shirt off. 'What if Candice's mom was to enter right now?' Bryan asked himself. The danger, and risk of all of this made him even more excited, as he kissed her on the lips, he couldn't stop this sin of sexual hunger, as he tasted Candice's excitement on his tongue. 

Candice wrapped her arms around Bryan's neck, and pulled him closer to him, as she could feel herself becoming even more wet, as Bryan spread her legs. and unexpectedly plunged inside her. She threw her head back, holding her breath.

What was that? That feeling of pleasure and pain mixed together? But she still couldn't stop thinking about that night...how she wanted to fight back, how she almost passed out. How she tried to get away...

She hated herself for thinking about it, while enjoying this feeling right that moment. She was about to tell Bryan to stop, but he pulled away and thrusted inside her again. Taking her breath away again, her arms pressing Bryan closer to her, as she felt his heavy breath on her neck.

No...

Stop thinking about it, Candice...

Bryan knew that he couldn't stop himself, now, as his hips pulled back, then again penetrated her. 

Candice felt a strong shiver that surrounded her body from head to toe, as she felt an explosion of pleasure inside her, as she tensed up again'st Bryan, their skins rubbing together, making it impossible for both of them to stop, now. Candice began moving her hips along him, as he quickened his pace. 

She felt him, all of him. It hurt, but it was still the best feeling she has ever felt. He slammed inside her, harder and quicker this time, as she let out a wince, facing her left. Bryan lifted his head and kissed her jawline and her cheek. 

"Are you okay?" His husky, heavy voice asked.

She felt her pulse in her throat, and temples, as she finally realized what she was doing, and it was incredible. 

His hard length pressed deeply inside of her, as she tightly squeezed around his manhood,  and orgasmed for the second time, now. He slammed inside her one more time, before shivering, then staying in that same position for a while, both of them catching their breath, as they exhaled against each other. 

'No...it's happening again,' Candice thought, as the flashback happened, Tucker pinning her wrists down, sure to leave her a bruise later. "My turn." He said, darkly, and painfully bit her skin above her collarbone, his fingers digging in her thighs, leaving a red mark. 

"Stop..." Candice whispered, but only received a hard slap across her cheek, as Brandon was next to her, pulling her hair aggressively. 

"Shut your mouth." He said, "The only time i want to see you open your mouth is when you're pleasing us, got it?" 

Candice shook her head, sobbing quietly, but Brandon pulled her hair again, moving her head up and down. He chuckled in a sinister way. "That's more like it."

Candice was throbbing against Bryan, as he finally pulled away, and collapsed next to her, breathing out loud. 

They faced each other, as Candice slowly wrapped her arms around Bryan, so did he, as they seemed to stay like that for awhile, before he entered her again, causing her to gasp. He was going faster than ever, as Candice let him penetrate her rapidly, she couldn't stop herself from c*umming against his length. She arched her back, as Bryan softly took her breast in his hand, softly brushing against her nipple, then soon, licking the buds, causing Candice to moan and squeal in pleasure, turning Bryan on even more (If that was possible) and slowed his rhythm down, but thrusting against her hard, then froze, pulling his length out, as she felt him ejaculating on her inner thigh. He breathed out, his toned chest moving up and down. 

Candice turned and stared up at the ceiling. A feeling of guilt, disgust, but pleasure surrounding her. She felt like her body betrayed her, somehow. Thinking about that night, while experiencing this kind of pleasure...Even, now when she blinked, she could still see images of that night flashing before her eyes. She felt used that night, disposed of, trash, betrayed...that's not how she felt with Bryan, right? ...right? She slowly sat up, and put one foot on the floor, and the other. She got up, but she felt the same pain that she felt when 'they' were finished with her, and threw her painfully onto the cold pavement. She stumbled and dropped onto the floor, and covered her mouth. No...stop thinking, Candice. 

She looked back at Bryan, then looked down. Was what they did wrong? Was she a slut for doing this? She grabbed her shorts and shirt, but dropped the short. She cursed her trembling hands and picked up her shorts again, clutching it closely to her chest. She walked unevenly to the bathroom and locked the door behind her. Burying her face in her clothes. 

—

"Thank you so much, Bryan." Ms Harrington said, putting her bag down.

"Um...n-no problem." He replied, forcing on a smile. 'Did last night really happen?'  He asked himself. 

"Sorry that you had to spend the whole night, i thought you'd be gone but you were asleep..."

Ms Harrington's voice faded away, as Bryan's attention was on Candice, as he watched her sitting on the kitchen stood, with only an oversized t shirt, talking on the phone, and smiling, sitting in front of a cereal bowl. Her hair was tied up into a pony tail as she licked her lips. 

He blinked and turned back to Ms Harrington. "Well, once again, it wasn't a problem." Bryan said, smiling tightly. 

"Well, say 'hi' to Bella for me. She seems like a nice girl." 

Bryan slowly turned back to Candice, as she was already looking at him, their eyes met for a split second, as she turned her head again. 

"Yeah..." Bryan said, "She is." 

Ms Harrington was digging into her purse, giving Bryan another opportunity to sneak a glance at Candice, as she laughed on the phone, her shirt slipping off one shoulder, she pulled it back up, giving Bryan a sideways glance, then ignoring him. 

"Here you go." Ms Harrington said, handing Bryan his pay. The amount was twice as much. He looked up at Ms Harrington, confused. "This is double the amount." He pointed out.

She winked at him, "You deserve it." She said. 

'Do i?' He thought to himself, a sense of guilt washed over him, as he couldn't help but automatically look at Candice again, as she looked back at him, mouth closed, then looked down. 

"Say bye to Bryan, Candice." Ms Harrington said.

Their eyes locked, as Bryan smiled, waving awkwardly. Candice dropped her spoon and stood up, stomping up the stairs. 

—

"Hey..." Bella said, on the other end of the phone. 

"Hey," He said, quietly. 

"Are you...still mad at me?" She asked. 

"No." Bryan replied, honsetly. He hated himself for what he was doing to Bella. He...he practically cheated on her. She should be the one that's mad at him. 

"I'm sorry about yesterday...you were right. It was supposed to be our day off...can i make it up to you?" She asked. 

Bryan hesitated, then sighed, "Sure." 

Bella hung up, and put the phone back into the pocket of her work apron. 

"Bella." Her manager called out.

She straightened up, and swallowed hard, turning around and bracing herself, but she was met with a smile. 

"Would you like to have a drink with me afterwards?" 

Bella looked away from his poisonus gaze. 

"I-I'm sorry. There's somewhere i need to be after work." She responded, coldly.

He chuckled, as if she said something funny, "Believe me, it'll only take a minute. There's something i need to talk to you about." 

She looked down, breathing slowly. 

"Come on, i don't bite." He said, winking.

Bella nodded, just to get rid of him, feeling like puking. 

—

He was quiet, looking at her most of the time. As she shifted in her seat uncomfortably. 

He put his cup down and sighed. "Bella...i'd like to raise your salary." He announced.

Bella coughed, and stared at him, wide eyed. "What?" 

"I said i'd like to raise your salary." 

She put her cup down, forcefully. "Why?" She demanded..

Her manager blinked at her, taken aback. "I thought you'd be more...happy." He said. "And..." He shrugged, "I just thought you were working really hard lately..."

Bella didn't buy it. "I refuse." She said, raising her head high.

"What?"

"I won't accept the raise. Especially if it would spawn a...favour that i couldn't refuse." 

The manager cleared his throat, "Bella," He said,her name rolling off the tip of his tongue. "There is no catch." He said, stroking her hand comfortingly. She instinctively pulled away and scowled at him.

He gave her a death glare but covered it with a smile. 

"Still..." She said, putting her hands under the table, looking at anything but him. "I will not lower myself to such degree. I don't need a raise-"

"There's nothing wrong about your manager giving you a raise. So you're gonna get it. Whether you like it or not." He said, playfully.

"And then what?" She asked, bravely, "How does that benefit you? You're not doing this for me because you feel generous. So not thank you. Now- i'd rather go home." She mumbled, about to stand up and walking away, but he grabbed her hand. 

She gasped and tried to wriggle away. 

"Sit down." He said, in a voice that made her spine shiver. 

"What is wrong with you? I'm raising your salary and you treat me like i'm some kind of monster." He said, looking hurt. 

She looked down, falling for it. His grip on her tightened, as she gulped, her throat feeling dry, as she slowly sat back down. "I'm sorry," She mumbled, cautiously. "I'm just feeling tired is all." 

—

Bella's manager pulled over in front of her house. 

"So...this is where you live?" He asked.

"Um, yeah. Thanks." She said quickly, and opened the door. She turned around and gave one last quick smile before closing the door shut behind her. 

She dropped her keys on her table and sighed, collapsing face first onto her couch. "What the hell..." She mumbled. 

—

"Hey." Bella said, grinning. Bryan smiled back and hugged Bella tightly. 

"Hey..." He said, his voice trailing off.

"What's up?" She asked.

"Not much. Just tired from work." He replied, avoiding her eyes. 

"Oh...right. How's Candi- No, never mind." Bella stopped herself, sitting on the couch next to Bryan. 

"Um..." She bit her lip, "You were right. What you said...i can't fix everything. I just- i was so caught up in trying to...mend their relationship that i didn't notice i was making it worse."

Bryan smiled softly at her, his eyes looked mournful and sad. They heard an alarm ring and Bella automatically stood up. "And that's my time to check on the pie." She announced, and disappeared to the kitchen. 

"Oh..wait...this doesn't look good...is this supposed to raise up?" Bryan heard Bella mumbling to herself in the kitchen. 

He chuckled, then heard knocking at the door. He sat there for a second, then sighed, getting up and walking over to the door and opening it.

"Yeah?" He asked, squinting his eyes slightly at the man. He looked familiar. Where did he see him again?

The man scowled at Bryan, but then his face softened up, "Hey, uh- I'm Bella's manager." He said, shyly. 

Bryan didn't reply, waiting for him to speak again.

"I-I just came here to return her phone. She dropped it in my car yesterday." 

"What?" Bryan asked, taking the phone, frowning.

"Yeah- um." Bella's manager scratched his head. "Hey, i saw you the other day, right? In that car..." 

Bryan scanned the manger from head to toe and nodded, "Yeah..."

The manager chuckled slightly, "It's funny, she never mentioned she had a boyfriend before." 

Bryan felt Bella beside him as she was greeted by her manager. Her heart dropped to her stomach. 

"What are you doing here?" She asked, her eyes wide.

Bryan turned to her, "You left your phone in his car." He said, coldly. 

Bella looked at the phone, confused, then took it. "Really? I...I don't remember taking it out..." She mumbled. 

The manager chuckled, "You must've been a bit out of it after that drink."

Bella looked at her manager as if he was crazy. What the hell?  She thought, then turned to Bryan.

"Bryan-that did not- i wasn't drinking that much. It was just one drink he- Offered it."

"I didn't say anything." Bryan retorted.

"Woah, woah..." The manager said. "I'm sorry, that didn't come out right. Nothing...happened i promise it was just a friendly drink."

Bella nodded in agreement, giving her manager a death glare. 

"A-Anyway. I gotta go." He said, offering his hand to Bryan, "I'm Steve, by the way." He smiled widely.

Bryan raised one eyebrow, then shook his hand. "Bryan." He said. 

Steve smiled, then walked away. 

Bryan closed the door behind him and turned to Bella, crossing his arms. "What was that?" He asked.

She sighed, "I have no idea.I...don't know he just randomly asked me for a drink and gave me a raise..."

"A raise?" Bryan asked. "What have you been doing that made you get a raise?" He demanded.

Bella gaped at him, unbelievably. "Nothing! I can't believe you're thinking that." 

"Well, you two acted fairly suspicious to me so-"

"You think i'm cheating?" Bella asked him. "Tell me, Bryan. So you think i'm cheating?" She asked, raising her voice. 

"Well, what else do you want me to think?"

Bella opened her mouth, then closed it again, shaking her head. "What the hell? I don't know what to tell you, Bryan. You're acting irrational. Why are you being like this?" She asked him. 

Bryan looked away, guilt filling his thoughts, as flashes of Candice lying on the bed, holding him crept into his mind. "I'm not acting irrational." Bryan spat. "You;'re the one who was acting weird when i asked you about your job." 

Bella rolled her eyes, "Oh my god...the reason i was acting weird is because he's-" Smoke filled the room as the fire alarm sounded throughout the house. 

She moaned and ran to the kitchen, opening the oven, and coughing, fanning out the smoke from her face. She reached her hand out and squealed, burning herself. 

Bryan ran to her and grabbed her hand. "Are you okay?" He asked, worried. 

She winced and shook her head. 

He turned off the cooker and fanned the smoke away. 

The smoke alarm stopped and they stood in silence for a second.

Bella sniffed, "You think i'm cheating on you." She mumbled. 

Bryan sighed, running a hand through his hair. "No...i don't. I'm sorry. I was acting stupid."

She pouted and looked over at the burnt pie. "I can't even...bake a stupid pie."

Bryan took Bella's hand and ran it through cold water. 

"It's okay. I'm sorry." He said. 

She shook her head, "It's fine. I understand why you might think that something was happening with..." She made a disgusted face. 

"Still...i'm sorry, Bella." He said. I'm so sorry...

—

"Where were you?" Candice demanded, crossing her arms.

Bryan sighed. 

"You're late." 

"I know..." Bryan said, "Sorry." He said, sarcastically. 

"You're forgiven." She said, raising her head high.

Ms Harrington walked in the room and greeted Bryan. "Hey, i gotta go to work." She announced, "Candice be good." She ordered, and walked out.

Candice rolled her eyes. 

After a while Candice walked down the remaining steps of the stairs, and walked over to Bryan. "Did...you see Bella?" She asked.

Bryan hanged his bag on the coat hanger, "What does it matter?" He asked.

"I'm just asking." She spat, defensively. "What's up with you?" She demanded.

"Nothing, Candice. Let's just...forget about everything." 

Candice looked hurt for a second, then looked angrily at Bryan. "Why are you acting like this? Is it because you feel guilty? Well, tough luck, Bryan, you couldn't keep it in your pants." She said, coldly.

Bryan leaned back on the couch and buried his face in his hands. "Shut up, Candice." He said, irritated. 

"Why should i? You're acting like i'm the one who forced you to fuck me. Well guess what? I didn't. So get off your high horse and stop acting like the victim. You know you liked it." She said. 

It was true...what she said. "Yes..." Bryan said, "But it still shouldn't have happened. I regret it." He said, bitterly. "God, what was i thinking?" 

"Don't think about it. It already happened. There's nothing you can do about it. Do you see me complaining? I mean, i couldn't walk  for hours after but..."

"Candice..." He said, in a warning tone. 

She chuckled, then sat on him, facing him and putting her arms around him. "Don't be worried. I'll keep our secret."

Bryan shook his head, "No...No, i'll turn myself in, i'll-"

"If you do that i'll run away." She said, quickly.

Bryan looked at her, shaking his head slowly. 

"Bryan, Bryan Bryan," She said, sighing. "You wouldn't believe how many naughty things i've done." 

He furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. He sat there, feeling Candice's body on his. He wouldn't admit it, but he liked it. He didn't try to shake off the feeling of wanting to lie her down on the couch and doing what he did to her the other night, but even better. 

She took his face in her hands, and kissed his lips softly, teasing him, then she just lay there, in Bryan's arms, as he smelt the soft fragrance from her neck. 

It was wrong. But at that moment, it felt as if there was no right or wrong, time disappeared from their grasp. And that's just how they liked it. 

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