Bruised Angel (River of Lies #2) (20 page)

Maddison turned to face her and stared at Chelsea looking her up and down.

“I see you’re feeling better after getting that awful cut on your leg. How did it happen again Chelsea?” Maddison said.

Chelsea growled and raised her fist, before Mason had a chance to leap from the chair, Chelsea punched Maddison in the cheek. Maddison’s face flung to the side and she stumbled backwards. Maddison brought her hand up to her face and held it as Chelsea got swung off her feet by Mason. When Chelsea saw Maddison again she stood shocked holding her face.

“You little bitch. You are going to pay for that” she screamed.

“Bring it, you filthy cunt” Chelsea roared leaping over Mason to hit her again.

This time Mason was ready and grabbed her around the waist lifting her easily away.

“Maddison fuck off, get out of here” Mason growled.

The commotion had brought a group of people including Lincoln and Kelly to see what was going on. Maddison was still holding her cheek when she looked to see the attention she was gathering. She pointed her finger at Chelsea before turning to the crowd.

“The little freak here cuts her own body, she has scars all over” Maddison announced at the top of her voice.

Chelsea leapt over Mason again wanting to hit Maddison. Chelsea felt such rage she wanted to kill her. Mason again held her back. Lincoln stepped in.

“Get the fuck out of here Maddison” Lincoln roared at her.

Kelly stepped up and put her hand around Maddison’s throat. Maddison’s eyes bulged open as Kelly held her still. Maddison started to claw at Kelly’s hands as she gasped for air.

“Oh fuck” Mason said dropping Chelsea and reaching for Kelly.

He pried Kelly’s fingers off Maddison’s throat and Maddison stood gasping, holding her neck. Chelsea was so stunned at Kelly’s actions that she never jumped in again. Chelsea felt angry but had never seen anyone as angry as Kelly was at that moment. Lincoln stepped forward and grabbed Kelly pulling her into his chest. Maddison looked around the crowd shaking her head and coughing.

“They are both fucking freaks” she croaked.

Chelsea folded her arms across her chest and raised an eyebrow. Maddison pointed her finger between Kelly and Chelsea.

“I’ve seen your scars too Kelly. You both cut yourselves. You’re both freaks” she screamed.

“For fucks sake, fuck off” Mason roared in her face.

Chelsea felt the anger rise again and noticed it in Kelly as they both lurched towards Maddison again. This time Maddison noticed it and she turned pushing her way through the crowd and disappearing into the house. Chelsea caught the eye of Skye who stood her face pale, watching what was going on turn and follow Maddison. Chelsea went to Kelly and pulled her into her arms. Kelly’s eyes were wet with tears as she sobbed into Chelsea’s shoulders.

“Alright go back and drink up, the show’s over” Lincoln yelled.

The music was still thumping and the crowd of people started to head back indoors and forgot about the drama that had ensued. The rest of the party was uneventful, Chelsea didn’t see Dylan for the rest of the night and she felt a pang of jealousy that he was off with another friend and didn’t need her anymore. She dreaded what Maddison was going to do to get her back, but Chelsea decided to give that a thought another day. By the time Chelsea, Kelly and Mason got home, Chelsea and Mason were quite drunk.

Chelsea went into Mason’s room stripping her clothes off as she went, with Mason following picking her clothes up behind her. She had never been drunk before and she loved the feeling of freedom it gave her. All of her inhibitions had gone, she felt like she could let her inner demon come out to play.  By the time Mason shut the door Chelsea was completely naked and she turned to look at Mason flashing him a wicked smile. Mason cocked his head to the side and gave her his crooked smile that she loved so much.

“What are you planning spit fire?” he asked with a laughed.

She smiled and purred at him. Mason raised his eyebrow and stripped off his clothes faster than she had ever seen him do before. Chelsea grabbed him by the arm and pulled him onto the bed, telling him to get on his back. Mason’s eyes widened at her forcefulness.

“You’re not going to want to stick anything in my arse are you?” he laughed.

Chelsea laughed and shook her head.

“No but I want you to stick something in mine” she said with a smile.

Mason’s eyes looked like they were about to bug out of his head.

“What?” Mason said shaking his head.

Chelsea shrugged her shoulder and smiled at him sweetly.

“I want you to do everything to me. I trust you. I want to try everything” Chelsea said coyly.

“Hey no arguments here” he said pulling her down on the bed beside him.

They laid kissing for a long time, touching one another’s bodies. Mason worked his way down over her stomach to her pussy and ran his finger around to her arse. He stopped on the hole and looked at her.

“Are you sure you want this Chelsea?” Mason asked.

Chelsea nodded her head, suddenly she wasn’t so sure.

“I want to try, if I hate can we stop?” she asked.

Mason smiled and stared deep into her eyes.

“You don’t have to ask that, if you want to stop, we stop” he said.

Chelsea smiled and pushed her backside down so his finger touched on her puckered hole. Mason leaned over and opened the drawer pulling out some lube and gently rubbing some on her hole.

“I’ll start with my finger if you don’t mind that then we will go further” Mason said.

Chelsea nodded and tried to relax herself. Mason started by just rubbing the outside, with his other hand he started to rub her clit, soon she had her eyes closed and was moaning. She felt him begin to edge his way into the tight hole. Chelsea gasped as Mason first entered as it hurt a bit. She opened her eyes and he frowned.

“Are you alright?” Mason asked.

Chelsea smiled and nodded.

“Just go slow” she said quietly.

Mason nodded and continued to work her clit, when she was moaning again he slowly pushed more of his finger inside her. Soon she was rocking back and forth on his hand, moaning. It didn’t feel great, but it wasn’t horrible either. Chelsea focused on the feeling of his hand on her clit, as her climax overtook her and fell through her body.

“Did you like it?” Mason asked.

Chelsea shook her head and gave him a smile.

“Not really” she laughed.

Mason laughed and shook his head.

“We could have stopped” he said

Chelsea shrugged her shoulders.

“It’s alright I had to see” she said rolling him onto his back. “But now dear sir, you must cum”

Mason grinned and fumbled around in his bedside table for a condom.

“Not making the same mistake twice” he said with a laugh.

Chelsea smiled as she took it off him and ripped the packet open with her teeth and rolling it down his cock. She straddled his hips and with one quick movement had Mason buried deep inside her. Mason gasped and moaned, he held her hips and ground her deep down onto him. She slowly rocked back and forth enjoying the feeling of how deep he was. She closed her eyes and let her head loll back. Her hair brushed against his thighs as Chelsea put her hands on his calves and opened her eyes wide at the difference in sensation she received.

“Oh Jesus Chels” Mason moaned as he pushed her hips down hard onto him.

Chelsea quickly felt another orgasm welling at the base of her spine as she moved faster and faster. The pleasure was soon rolling into her stomach and up her body, she felt her skin break out in goose pimples and her nipples harden to almost painful. Suddenly she heard Mason cry out and the orgasm overwhelmed Chelsea’s body as she rocked slowly back and forth. When she floated back down from the orgasm heaven she sat up looking down at Mason who had his eyes closed in sweet ecstasy. When he opened his eyes he smiled up at Chelsea. She leaned down and kissed him gently on the mouth.

“I love you” she murmured against his lips.

She felt the corners of his mouth turn up in a smile as he kissed her back.

“I love you too” he said.

Chelsea rolled off him and went into the bathroom. Mason followed her pulling the condom off with a snap and throwing it into the bin. Suddenly he started to laugh and Chelsea looked up at him frowning.

“What?” Chelsea said wondering if he was laughing at her.

“You and Kelly would make a great wrestling tag team match” Mason laughed.

Chelsea smiled as she remembered the assault on Maddison.

“But that punch though” he said doing a mock swing. “I fucking love it”

Mason was laughing hard and Chelsea smiled at him shaking her head.

“I shouldn’t have hit her. But she pissed me off” Chelsea said.

“Fuck her she had it coming” he said.

Mason suddenly lifted Chelsea over his shoulder causing a yelp of surprise to escape her lips as he carried her back to the bed and flopped down on top of the blankets.

“Just remind me not to piss you off” Mason laughed.

Chelsea mock punched him in the cheek and laughed. Holding her arms up to show off her muscles, kissing either arm.

“Des and Troy baby” Chelsea said with a wicked grin.

Mason erupted into laughter as he flopped onto the bed beside her.

“Yep this is definitely why I love you” Mason laughed as he pulled Chelsea into his side.

Chelsea fell asleep with a smile on her face, drifting into a dreamless sleep, but waking the next morning with a throbbing head. When she woke, Mason wasn’t in the bed and Chelsea got up dragging on her pyjamas. She found him in the dining room looking like how she felt, death warmed up. He lifted his head and smiled weakly at her.

“I see you have a hangover too” Knox yelled with a laugh.

Chelsea raised her hand and put her finger up to mouth to quiet him, which just bought more loud laughter, she touched her head and rubbed her eyes. Chelsea sat down at the table and put her head on the cool wood. She heard Knox pour a coffee and place it in front of her. It wasn’t something she normally drank but had heard it helps with a hangover.

“So I hear we can call you knuckles now?” Knox said with a laugh.

Chelsea frowned not sure what he was talking about when suddenly the flash of her punching Maddison popped into her mind. Chelsea gave Knox a wry smile and nodded.

“Bitch” Chelsea said curling her lip.

“Yep that’s a nice way of putting it. Although I believe Kelly said you called her something more like a filthy cunt” Knox laughed.

Chelsea smiled and put her head back on the table. The rest of the day was spent vegging on the couch trying to shake off her first hangover. Chelsea didn’t think she would make it a habit to get drunk, although she did enjoy the sex that followed, she didn’t enjoy the hangover at all.

The next morning as she got ready for school Chelsea felt nerves starting to bundle in her stomach at the thought of having to see Maddison. Chelsea knew that Maddison would be angry not only for being physically assaulted but embarrassed in front of everyone. Chelsea wished she could have told Dylan about it all but he had his new friend and she hadn’t seen him apart from their brief chat at the party.

Chapter Nineteen

When Chelsea and Mason got to school it seemed like the air was electric, everyone was buzzing. Some had their phones out laughing, but no one seemed to be paying any attention to Chelsea, so she was getting curious as to what the buzz was. When she got to her locker Lincoln was waiting there almost bouncing up and down with excitement.

“Did you see it?” Lincoln asked with excitement bubbling from him.

Chelsea and Mason shook their head.

“See what?” Chelsea asked with a frown on her face.

“Someone took a video of Maddison being spit roasted by two guys at the party and put it on Porn Hub” Lincoln laughed.

Chelsea’s eyes widened as she shook her head, taking Lincoln’s phone from him. She held it up for Mason to see. Sure enough there was Maddison like a pig on a spit in the bushes of Lincoln’s backyard, her mascara running as she gagged on the cock being shoved down her throat. Her skirt hooked up around her waist and her arse high in the air. Miss Prim and Proper was being treated like nothing more than a two bit whore. Chelsea almost had a wave of empathy for her, which she quickly chased away. The bitch deserved it Chelsea thought. No sooner had she handed the phone back to Lincoln than Maddison walked past them, snarling as she saw Chelsea.

“How’s the freak this morning?” Maddison asked with a sneer.

“I’m fine but I’m thinking in a few moments you won’t be” Chelsea replied.