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2026-03-17 21:53:06
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Bella“I’ve been in love with her since secondary school,” she said. “Not the kind of love where you just want to be friends forever. The real kind. The kind that hurts every time she talks about some guy she’s dating. Every time she posts pictures with Darrell, smiling like he’s the one. I watched it for years, Bella. Years of pretending it didn’t kill me a little every day.”She paused, picked up the soda again, and took another sip like it was liquid courage.“When Gina started complaining about him… how distant he was, how the spark was gone, how she was thinking of ending it—I saw an opening. Not for me. Not yet. But if Darrell cheated… if he proved he wasn’t worth it… maybe she’d finally see she deserved better. Maybe she’d leave him, and maybe, just maybe, she’d look at me differently.”My hands clenched into fists in my lap. Nails dug into my palms. “So you used me.”Lara’s gaze dropped for the first time. “I thought if you got close to him, if something happened… Gina would f
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BellaI stepped out of Darrell’s apartment and let the door click shut behind me softly. The hallway air hit colder than I expected, or maybe it was just the sudden emptiness in my chest making everything feel sharper. My eyes were already soaked, tears blurring the edges of the corridor lights. I made it three steps before my legs gave out. I crouched right there against the wall, knees to my chest, biting my bottom lip so hard I tasted blood.I hadn’t been late because of traffic. I’d been late because of Lara.An hour and a few minutes ago, she’d finally walked through our hostel door—smiling and acting casual, like nothing had changed. And I’d been waiting. Waiting to ask her everything Jones had thrown at me, everything that had been eating me alive since he showed me those photos.Flashback**I was in our room, half-dressed—jeans on, sweater halfway pulled over my head—when the door opened. My heart jumped. I yanked the sweater down fast and turned.Lara stepped in, bag slung ov
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DarrellThursday had crawled by in slow motion. Office hours felt endless—students droning on about extensions, the department secretary dropping off more “grading protocol” reminders like I hadn’t already fixed the damn thing. I kept my answers short, my smile professional, but my head was already hours ahead.Bella hadn’t texted back since Tuesday. I’d sent Today at home by 7 and gotten nothing. No “okay,” no “see you then", and no excuse about being busy. Just silence. It should’ve pissed me off—most people would at least acknowledge—but the quiet only made the pull stronger. She was coming. She had to. I got back to the apartment around 5:30, showered, and threw on a black T-shirt and jeans. I ordered Thai takeout anyway—mild green curry, extra rice—and left it on the counter like it was no big deal. The place smelled faintly of lemongrass and the faint chlorine ghost from last week’s shower.By 6:50 I was on the couch, phone dark beside me. I didn’t check it again. If she bailed
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BellaI stared at the screen of my laptop in the campus library, heart pounding as I refreshed the student portal one more time. And there it was: my grades updated. The failing mark in Darrell’s class had flipped to a solid B. Passed. Scholarship safe. No more panic emails from financial aid. No more late-night spirals about dropping out.I let out a long, shaky breath and leaned back in the chair, closing my eyes for a second. Relief washed over me like cool water—sharp, almost painful. Darrell had actually done it. He’d submitted the “correction” form, claimed it was a grading error on his end, and the department had bought it. They’d even sent him a mild reprimand email (I saw the thread in the system logs somehow). He took the hit so I didn’t have to.But the money in my account; the extra bundles he’d pressed into my hand, still felt like it was burning a hole through everything. Every time I thought about Mom using it for her treatments, gratitude tangled with shame. I’d bought
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DarrellI heard her footsteps in the hallway and opened the door before she could even knock or use her keycard. Gina stood there in her usual jeans and oversized sweater, looking tired but determined, like she’d rehearsed whatever she came to say on the drive over.“Hey,” I said, stepping aside.She slipped past me without much of a hello, kicked off her sneakers by the door, and dropped onto the couch with a heavy sigh, legs tucked under her like she owned the place.I closed the door and leaned against it for a second, arms crossed. “Well, you called. Said you wanted to talk about whatever. So… what do you want to talk about?”She looked up at me, eyes steady. “So when are we going to tell my parents about us?”I laughed—short, disbelieving, then scoffed. “Are you asking me that? Are you being for real right now? I’m not the one who’s been begging you for months to let us tell them. You kept putting it off, saying, 'Not yet,’ ‘timing’s bad,' or ‘let’s wait.’ And now suddenly you wa
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Bella“What is it about?” I asked, still rooted in the doorway, arms crossed tight over my chest like they could hold everything in. My voice came out steadier than I felt. “At least you should have called that you were coming over.”Jones patted the mattress beside him casually, like we were just having one of our usual late-night talks. “Just come sit down so we can talk properly.”I sighed softly and tiredly, the kind of sigh that carried too much weight. “Jones, speak if you want to. You chose to ignore me for days. You didn’t even respond to my texts. To be honest, I thought we were done.” The words slipped out sharper than I meant, but they were true. I’d spent nights staring at my phone, waiting for three little dots that never came.“Is that what you want?” he asked quietly, eyes searching mine.I swallowed hard. The room felt smaller suddenly. “Anyway, what do you want to talk about, Jones? I’m listening.”He let out a slow breath, rubbing the back of his neck like he always
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RyderThe shower hadn’t helped. Not really. Water ran hot down my back, steam thick in the small bathroom, but the ache stayed. I was still damn hard. Still throbbing like a reminder I couldn’t ignore. I braced one hand on the tile and let the spray beat against my shoulders, trying to will it away
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RyderI couldn’t sleep.The sheets felt too heavy, the room too hot, and my body too restless. I tossed onto my left side, then my right, then onto my back again. Every position made it worse. The ache between my legs hadn’t eased since dinner. Since the accidental brush of Lila’s leg under the tab
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Lila Seconds later, the question slipped out before I could stop it. “Aren’t you supposed to reach climax though?” I remembered now. He hadn’t. My hand had been on him for what felt like forever, and nothing had happened. No release. No finish. Just him groaning and breathing hard, but never quite
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RyderLila didn’t answer right away. She just stared at me with wide eyes and parted lips, as though the words had gotten stuck somewhere between her throat and her tongue. The hallway light caught the faint flush creeping up her neck, and I could see her pulse fluttering quickly at the base of it—
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