Wishing He stayed–2
I grimace, trying to find an opening to escape them.
“Really, how easy do you have to be to let three guys take you all at once?”
My eyes burn. I clench my fists, trembling all over.
“Slut,” one of the other girl mutters.
“Pathetic little whore,” Sadie sneers. “Fucking your way into being noticed. It’s gross.”
They don’t know anything. They don’t know me. I repeat the words like a manta.
Still, the shame curls inside me like smoke. I blink rapidly, tears slipping down my cheeks.
“Seriously, do you just bounce between their beds like some pathetic little parasite?” the same girl snorts. “It’s giving desperate.”
Will, standing behind Sadie with a half eaten plate of chili cheese fries, chuckles darkly.
“Maybe she’s just hungry for something else.”
Then, before I can move, react, or even blink, Sadie grabs the plate and flings it right at
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The fries, cheese, and sauce splatter across my chest and stomach, staining my shirt. I
look down with my mouth open in shock.
Laughter erupts from the group.
“Oh shit,” Sadie laughs, grabbing her stomach, “that color looks great on you.”
I drop to my knees on the sidewalk, grabbing the now dented ice cream with shaking fingers. My breaths come shallow, and I wipe at my face, swallowing around the lump in my throat.
By the time I walk back through the front door, I’m shaking.
The cold air hasn’t helped. Neither did the walk. The smell of my shirt makes my stomach turn. My cheeks are still wet, and even though the tears have slowed, my heart hasn’t.
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Wishing He Stayed–2
I shut the door behind me quietly, but the soft clink of something from the kitchen stops
“Alina?”
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