Kill Switch by Penelope Douglas

“I think that’s part of the reason you had to leave school
after that video,” she pointed out. “They hated you.”
“Who?”
“All the girls he wouldn’t sleep with,” she replied. “Rumor
has it, Damon’s appetite is not always fun to satisfy.”
All the girls he wouldn’t sleep with. So he didn’t sleep
around? Sure.
And then I remembered what my sister just said a moment
ago, and how I met him when I was a teenager, and I paused.
“He likes to watch,” I said, finally understanding.
“No,” Isa corrected me. “He likes to fuck with heads and
then watch.”
Seemed about right.
“Sex doesn’t turn him on,” my friend continued.
“Deviance is what he likes. Stories abounded, so I don’t know
what’s true, but there were rumors that he got Abigail
Clijsters’ sister to screw her older sister’s boyfriend. Another
story about a gang of guy students at a young teacher’s house
one night. Will GGrayson and some hotel maid. A couple of
football players getting drunk and going at it in a car in the
woods…”
She trailed off, and I didn’t know for sure if anything she
said was true, but…a small part of me wanted to believe it
was. Maybe it made me less his victim to know he was the
fucked-up one and not me for falling for his lie.
“He would take girls out,” she went on, “let them think he
was interested, and he was, but his pleasure was harder earned,
let’s just say. After he got them to do whatever he wanted them
to do, sometimes he’d get off on them and sometimes he
wouldn’t.”
“And if he didn’t, they felt like even bigger shit
afterwards,” I added.
“Used,” she agreed. “They degraded themselves for him
and got nothing in return. He coerced but never forced. He
kept you to himself, though. I wonder why.”