Kimberley Chambers 3-Book Collection: The Schemer, The Trap, Payback. Kimberley Chambers

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      ‘But that’s Barry’s girlfriend and his best mate getting off with one another. It ain’t fucking right! My brother’s been in bits over that no-good slag,’ Chantelle yelled.

      Ajay pointed a stern finger into Chantelle’s face. ‘You keep out of it, understand? I got all types of shit on me and if it kicks off and I get searched, you’ll be bringing up our baby on your own.’

      Chantelle knew when to shut up. Ajay had always been a bit handy with his fists and she didn’t fancy feeling the brunt of his temper this evening. ‘I’m gonna have to ring Barry in Spain tomorrow and tell him. Will you back me up in case he don’t believe me?’

      Ajay actually quite liked Barry and had no intention of letting him be made a fool of by some unfaithful whore. Grabbing hold of Chantelle’s ever-expanding arse, Ajay squeezed it and treated her to a toothy grin. ‘We’ll ring Bazza first thing in the morning, and we’ll tell him together, OK?’

      Stephanie Crouch had never envisaged losing her virginity while standing against a wall in a dingy, dark alleyway in Dagenham Heathway, but that was exactly how it happened.

      ‘You’re fucking beautiful, Steph. I’ve wanted to do this for ages,’ Wayne panted, as he put his hands around Stephanie’s buttocks and urged her to put her legs around his waist.

      Not used to drinking pints of cider, Stephanie felt drunk – very drunk, in fact. She had also had a couple of puffs on a spliff that Wayne had given her, and her body didn’t feel like it belonged to her any more. She felt as though she was floating in the air, not standing up.

      Wayne made lots of grunting noises, then withdrew his penis from Steph’s vagina. ‘That was wicked,’ he said, as he took off his condom and threw it over somebody’s back garden.

      ‘Where’s me knickers? I can’t find ’em,’ Steph said, frantically looking around on her hands and knees.

      Rummaging around on the ground, Wayne found Stephanie’s knickers, then helped her put her jeans back on. ‘Who was better, me or Bazza?’ he asked, bluntly.

      Stephanie was confused. ‘What you on about?’

      ‘You know? Who was the best shag?’

      ‘I didn’t do anything with Barry. We never got that far,’ Steph replied, honestly.

      ‘Bazza told me you’d done it with him loads of times. He’s such a fucking liar,’ Wayne said, laughing.

      ‘I’ve never done it with anyone before. That was my first time.’

      Feeling like the cat that had just got the biggest plate of cream ever, Wayne put an arm around Stephanie’s waist. ‘You’re my girl now. ‘

      Feeling woozy and extremely light-headed, Stephanie stared at Wayne vacantly, then promptly threw up all over his new Kicker boots.

      The following morning, the realization of what she had done hit Stephanie like a ton of bricks as soon as she opened her eyes. She immediately fished around her neck for her gold heart pendant and held it tightly in her right hand.

      ‘What’s a matter? Mum said you were well drunk when you came home last night. She was proper going into one when I came in, and she reckons you ain’t allowed out for a month,’ Angela informed her sister.

      Steph pulled the quilt over her head and burst into tears.

      ‘Don’t cry. She probably don’t mean it. You know what Mum’s like, she says these things and never carries out her threat,’ Angela said, sitting on the edge of her sister’s bed.

      ‘I hope she does mean it, ’cause I don’t ever wanna go out again,’ Stephanie wept.

      Angela pulled the quilt from over her sister’s head. ‘What you done? Has something bad happened?’

      Desperate for somebody to comfort her, Stephanie threw herself into her sister’s arms. ‘I’ve done something really bad, Ange.’

      Many miles away, Barry Franklin felt physically sick as he listened to what his sister had to say. ‘Are you sure they were getting hold of one another? Perhaps Steph was just drunk and upset and Jacko was comforting her?’ Barry said, not wanting to believe the awful truth.

      ‘Of course I’m sure they were getting hold of one another. Steph had her tongue stuck down Jacko’s throat in the pub, then I made Ajay follow them outside. He saw them at it in an alleyway, Bal. That girl’s a stinking old whore and if you don’t believe me, speak to Ajay yourself. He’s standing here right next to me,’ Chantelle explained.

      Barry’s eyes filled up with tears of humiliation and, unable to listen to any more of what his sister had to say, he cut her off.

      ‘What’s up with you? You soppy little fucker,’ Marlene asked brutally, as she strolled into the lounge.

      ‘Chantelle just rang up. She went out for a drink last night and saw Jacko and Steph together. They were fucking getting hold of one another,’ Barry yelled.

      Instead of comforting her distraught son like most mothers would, Marlene burst out laughing. ‘Oh well, best I take me wedding outfit back to the shop. Told you that little slag wouldn’t wait for you, didn’t I? You’re so gullible, Barry. You’re a mug, son.’

      Barry leapt out of the armchair, his eyes blazing. ‘This is all your fault making me move out here and I ain’t no fucking mug,’ he screamed, as he grabbed his mother by the throat and pushed her against the wall.

      Marlene was not only stunned, but also petrified. Jake had gone down to the bar to help clear up last night’s mess, which meant she was in the house alone with her deranged son.

      ‘Take back what you said and say sorry to me, you cunt,’ Barry hissed, tightening his grip.

      Seeing the look of a mad man in her son’s eyes, Marlene did exactly as she was told. ‘You ain’t a mug. I didn’t mean it. I’m sorry,’ she croaked.

      Barry let go of his mother’s neck, then watched her splutter, hold her own throat, then fall to the floor. Her eyes were bulging with terror, and seeing the confused look on her face seemed to snap Barry out of his trance. He crouched down next to her. ‘I’m so sorry, Mum. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Let me help you up.’

      Cowering away from the child she had given birth to, Marlene turned on the waterworks. ‘Leave me alone. Get away from me you lunatic,’ she sobbed.

      Realizing he must have lost it completely and not knowing what to do to make amends, Barry stood up, grabbed his can of lager and bolted out of the apartment.

      Back in Dagenham, Angela was intrigued to find out what Stephanie had actually done. Her sister had never exactly been the adventurous type. Steph wasn’t exactly boring, but life and soul of the party she most definitely wasn’t. Hearing the phone burst into life, Angela stood up. ‘Let me just answer that ’cause it’s probably Jase. Stay here, I’ll get rid of him quick and then we can chat some more.’

      Stephanie put the quilt back over her head. The memories of what had happened in the alleyway were pretty vague overall, but she was well aware that she had lost her virginity to Wayne Jackman. She СКАЧАТЬ