Jennie sat back in the large leather oval lounge couch and sipped her flavored coffee. The cafe was chilly as the air conditioner ran all year. It made it easier to purchase warm drinks in the summer.
She sat with a group from her cheer squad. Everyone was so excited to be starting senior year, try outs for varsity were coming up. Jennie had no doubt she'd make it. She wouldn't consider that being cocky, more like confident.
This year would be different, she'd have a great girl by her side. We'll sort of. But they were exclusive, they just couldn't be seen together physically outside of their home.
Lisa had been so amazing recently. They'd bonded like never before. Her feelings grew for her everyday. She was a complicated person, but that didn't make her a bad person. She'd thought what everyone else had thought of her at first, that she was an asshole. But there was a sweet side.
One that she had the privilege of experiencing.
She'd been so busy day dreaming that she hadn't heard Irene call her name.
Glancing up from the cup she held in her hand she smiled warmly at her friend.
"Can I scooch in girls?" She asked.
The girls around Jennie's nodded and let Irene slide in after they'd gotten out. They were all tightly packed in but it wasn't uncomfortable.
Irene smiled, although it didn't reach her eyes, "I have something to show you" she said.
Jennie nodded taking another sip of her coffee.
Irene fiddled with her phone before loud moans drew everyone's attention. Even customers from other booths snapped their heads to their table.
"Irene what the hell are you watching?" Jennie screeched lowering her head in embarrassment. The girls around them, poked their heads out trying to get a view of
what was on the screen.
"Just take a look" she said tilting it towards Jennie.
Jennie took one look and froze. Her mind went completely blank before going into overdrive. It took her a few moments to fully comprehend what she was watching. Then it finally clicked.
Irene's phone looked to be set on Lisa's desk, pointing straight at office chair in hee room. Low moans continued to fall from the phone but Jennie no longer cared. Her eyes watched the slim back of her friend arch, her hands clutched at her lovers back. Irene was naked, straddling a naked Lisa in her office chair. Her legs were dangling through the sides of the seat, the chair made small squeaking noises as Lisa pumped into her.
Bile rose to her throat. A burning sensation prickled behind her eyes. She wouldn't let the tears fall, not yet. Her heart tore, in fact it shattered. It would never be the same again.
This entire time she'd used her.
She was merely a play thing for her. She'd thought she'd been different, but she wasn't. She was just like the rest of the girls that had fallen into bed with her
Why did this hurt so much?!
She wanted to scream, to give it her all and let out the loudest emotionally unstable sound she could muster. But she couldn't, she had to sit here and pretend like it didn't matter.
"That's cool" she muttered glancing away from the screen and onto her lone cup.
"If she asks about me can you give her my number?"
It took everything in her not to pull back and give this girl the beating she deserved.
Between clenched teeth she managed to grit out an "ok"
Irene left after grabbing herself a cup of coffee, all eyes followed her from the booth, to the register and out the door as she took her pornographic video with her.
The girls around Jennie became even more animated as they discussed what they'd just seen. So they didn't even care when she asked if they'd scoot out of the booth so she could leave.
The ride home was torture. So many scenarios were going through her mind. A lot of them including her beating the shit out of Irene. The others included what she'd say to Lisa when she got home. Hopefully she didnt have another whore attached to her.
She pulled to a stop in front of her house, her hands clutched the steering wheel of her little yellow Volkswagen bug. She couldn't get out of the car. Her oxygen was cut off as her throat swelled, she took a gasping breath and the damn broke loose. Everything she'd been holding back since she'd seen the video just crumbled.
Tears dripped onto her thighs and the seat of the car. A few times she'd bang her hands on the steering wheel hoping that would relieve some anger. It didn't.
She grew tired, she needed to sleep. Maybe for forever.
Walking into the house she debated whether or not to go to Lisa's room to confront her. She decided against it. She didn't know what she'd do if she saw her right now.
A few moments after closing her door, a soft knock sounded when she didn't answer Lisa knocked again and called out to her.
From then everything was a blur, she screamed and cried then slammed the door in Lisa's face only for her to pound asshole that she is.
When she opened the door, everything she'd been feeling surged forward and she suddenly felt extremely possessive.
Lisa seemed to be feeling the same.
She fucked her hard, she would be lying if she said she hadn't wanted it or hadn't liked it.
Afterwards was always the worst. Guilt and betrayal crawled across her skin and sunk down deep inside of her. Planting her hands on Lisa's chest she shoved her off of her, wincing as she slipped from her.
"Get out" she said crawling beneath the covers, pulling them to her chin. She faced the wall and stared unseeing.
"Jennie fucking talk to me" Lisa pleaded.
"Get out" she said again.
The sound of Lisa's footsteps pacing next to her bed was loud and was keeping her awake. She just wanted to sleep, she wanted to forget.
"Can you please just listen to me?"
Sitting up, covers pulled over her bare breasts she looked her dead in the eye and buried everything she was feeling. It was better that way.
"You told me once that I had a go away Lisa card well I'm using it. Get out." She slumped back into bed and waiting until the door slammed shut.
Tears soaked her pillow all through the night. What she'd done could never be taken back.
It was better this way. What they'd done was wrong and would never have worked anyways. Lisa done them a favor.
Jennie didn't actually sleep at all. Her mind drifted into the dark corners of her brain but she never actually slept. So when she rose from bed the next morning she felt like death.
She showered and tried to ignore the dark circles beneath her eyes. The way they were red rimmed and puffy. She had no strength. Putting clothes on was ridiculously difficult. She managed a zip up hoodie, underwear and lounge pants.
She left her hair in small tangles as she had no energy to brush it.
As she descended the stairs she could hear slight shuffling. She hoped Lisa would leave her alone today. She needed space, in fact she wasn't entirely sure she wanted anything to do with her anymore. Even as a step sister.
Walking into the foyer she caught sight of two figures, their backs turned and bent over as they set down their luggage.
"Mom?" Jennie called out.
Her mother straightened and turned quickly. A wide happy smile stretched across her mothers face as she took five long strides toward her daughter and engulfed her in a loving hug.
"I missed you" Mom said.
"I missed you to" Jennie replied. She almost lost it again as her mother cuddled into her. She missed this more than she thought she would.
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