Seven Deadly Sins #jojob97

all at once

Hello.

This is my entry for the jojo b writing competition.

Now before you read, I just want to say that these short stories have practically nothing to do with the book and are just shorts made to highlight their sinful qualities. I also had only read like two chapters before I fell in love and knew I had to write for it so some things might be very innacurate

I know this may come off as more than 4000 words but that's because of this author's note I swear.

I hope you enjoy this mess of romance, steam, light fluff, rants, and breakfast club references.

Ps. Some are better than the others and it gets a bit more sexual towards the youngest for some odd reason

EnjoyXX

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The seven deadly sins.

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Phoenix ( a lesson)

He sat back and watched her, careful not to betray what was becoming a growing obsession.

She was settled on the lap of her boyfriend, laughing loudly at what he said and to everyone, looking happier than ever.

At least to everyone else

Phoenix knew better.

He knew her more than anyone in the building did, including her boyfriend, especially her boyfriend

He'd memorized everything that made her very being. He'd seen beneath the act she always put up in front of everyone. He knew the real her, even more than he knew himself.

As he watched her bury her face in this other man's chest, he could only think back to how she'd done the same thing to him not too long ago as they both laid on his bed, bare, bodies pressed against each other.

He remembered pulling her brown hair away from her ear and whispering "be mine", feeling completely sure of himself in that moment

He remembered how she looked him straight in the eye and flat out denied him

He remembered rage that made his blood boil

He had assured himself that she was simply playing games and that she would be his by the next day, there was no need to fret when you were as irresistible as Phoenix Simpson, she would come crawling

The next day she was in the arms of another

The memory was still crystal clear; that day he walked into his best friends room, only to see her on his roommate's bed, giggling, acting like an infatuated preteen

He looked over at her in disbelief and she looked at him with a cheeky grin on her face which she hid well from her new 'lover'

He hid his emotions however, not letting himself look anything other than completely okay with her decision. He could have any girl he wanted after all couldn't he?

But that was where the problem laid.

He didn't want any girl, he wanted her

She was the only girl who'd been consistently unwilling to stroke his ego from the first night he hooked up with her in a party and woke up to find she had left him while he was asleep.

And that quality both frustrated him and excited him. she was something different, he was looking for something different

So he let his pride down and searched for her, for the girl who'd treated him like some cheap hookup, the first girl ever to do so.