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Like completely takes over.
My mouth goes dry.
My stomach drops.
“Sophie—“
“—Do you want to know? Are you curious, Quinn?”
I am, but I don’t want to know. She would never, right? And if Chloe knew she would say something, on top of that, it just makes me feel like a prostitute between sisters.
“Hey.” Chloe walks up to the outside door, she looks pale and unsure as she tucks her hair behind her ear. “You’re here. I heard talking.”
“Yeah,” I cough into my hand and force a smile. “Sophie came to take you home so you could rest, or maybe to quick care? Are you feeling better?”
Dark circles are clearly evident under Chloe’s eyes. She nods once. “I’m good, just tired, I’ll let Sophie take me home.”
“Yeah, do that.”
“Let me just get my things.” Chloe smile. “Thanks, Quinn, it was a good birthday.”
She walks off, but Sophie stays, I mean, she pretends to walk out, then slowly backs her ass up right against me, pinning me against the balcony and her ass. “Yes, Quinn, what a happy,” She moves her hips and shoves them back against me, “Happy.”
What the hell!
“Happy,” She moves her hips and reaches behind her and palms the front of my sweatpants. “Birthday.”
My body responds, my heart’s horrified, and my soul feels a bit crushed, like I’m being completely used and have no say in the matter. No consent. Nothing.
I want to scream, but I’m frozen in place.
Any guy’s body would respond.
I’m a bastard, a horrible person.
I can’t feel worse in this moment, more dirty, more used—I think I kind of want to toss this girl off the cliff but part of me feels gaslit, I feel bad because I know she’s damaged, tortured, so I do nothing.
I take it.
I take it as she palms my dick as she reaches with her other hand and takes mine and presses it against one breast. “You know, it’s okay to want me.”
The. Actual. Fuck.
I jerk away. “I’m not something you play with, Sophie.”
“You will be.” She stops moving, turns around and looks down. “See? You can’t help yourself, none of them can. I look forward to my trophy when you finally know who you really want.”
With that, she walks off.
And I’m left with a boner for Satan and confused as hell.
Chloe doesn’t say goodbye, but she does text an hour later to tell me that she was throwing up and felt bad and didn’t want me to see it, so just left with her sister.
An hour after that, Sophie texts me one thing.
Satan Sophie
At hospital with Chloe. Don’t call.
