Chap-7*Forced To Have Phone Sex*

“What are you talking about?” I was now shaking, with mixed emotions rushing through my veins. If she lost her memory and woke up in my body, why didn’t she question anything?

Why didn’t she ask them why she looked like Serena? They sure mentioned a part of her memory. So whatever part is left with her should question her existence as Serena now. Why didn’t she?

“She lost her memory. She only remembers the basics of her daily life,” Aunt Marissa thought, repeating after Daxon would clear everything to me, but it confused me even more.

“What is going on? Why is Arlene so mad at me?” Serena finally broke the silence and spoke up after quietly listening to us for the past few minutes.

I was flabbergasted and left with nothing but shock. How convenient for her to lose her memory at the exact time when she was going to be questioned?

“She is lying,” I pointed at her since nobody really thought it was weird, “She is---,” I grunted, unable to escape my mother’s gaze.

“What am I lying about?” she started looking around and panicking, reaching for Daxon’s attention. He swiftly sat down with her and took her into his embrace. While it happened right in front of my eyes, I have once again met a dead end.

She really had it all planned and sorted out, didn’t she?

I did feel stupid enough for announcing my plans beforehand to her. I gave her a chance to get ready for my strike and even shield herself with a new game. How the hell will I convince them now?

“If she didn’t leave the room right now, I swear I will get my hands on her,” Daxon yelled while holding her close in his arms. It would have been much better had he just snatched my heart and crush it under his feet because watching them together was a worse feeling than that would be.

“But I am telling yo---,” I tried once again but failed.

“Stop it!” My uncle yelling at me was my cue to shut up. If he didn’t want to listen anymore, nobody with ears was going to hear me.

I have lost my only chance, thanks to my sister’s evil genius mind.

“I don’t even know what to say anymore.” sighing and letting my hands drop along my body, I gave up.

She had mastered everything before starting this game.

“Then get out of our sight,” Daxon jumped down my throat with his eyes flashing the color of his wolf.

Throbbing pain in my heart made me squirm under my skin whilst I stepped back and marched out of the room.

Now that she had cut all my attempts to nothing, I was forced to accept her demands, anyway.

“Ugh!” I groaned as I flumped down and dropped my back against the mattress, swinging my legs down the bed.

As if my life wasn’t already falling apart that Mr. Blackmailer too decided to text me. Staring at the phone when his message popped up on the screen, I rolled my eyes and groaned out a cry for help.

“Not this idiot,” I let out a fake whimper, expressing my exhaustion.

“And how do I respond to his question mark?” I asked myself while rolling my eyes at the text. My phone would hardly ring to cause me terror back when I was Serena. It was a whole different life for me.

Apart from that, Mitt had been on my back the whole day, sending me emojis and question marks.

“Okay, okay!” finally, I sat up in the bed and held the phone in my hands. “I need to fix this,” I added, convincing myself that would be the apposite step to take for now.

Sitting with a diary in my lap, I chewed the back of the pen while diverting my mind from Serena and Daxon.

“Mitt Pan! So what do we know about him so far?” I asked myself, “Umm! He is from The Iron Furs pack. He is an ex-warrior, and that makes him pretty close to the Alpha King. The Alpha King is a douchebag, who only cares about his existence,” suddenly, the notes changed to me ranting my feelings about the Alpha King. I have only come face to face with him once and that’d be when I bumped into him in the morning.

Right off the bat, I knew he hated my guts. All the things I’ve heard about him being stubborn and rude were proven right when I met him in school today.

“Wait! If I can speak to Reynard and tell him what his ex-warrior is doing, he might be able to do something about It.” My lips formed a smile when for once I didn’t construct a failed plan until I acknowledged no way he would help me.

“But why would he help me? And what would I tell him when asking for his help? Exposing the fact that I have been buying drugs from his pack’s ex-warrior will only give him an opportunity to spread the rumors about me.” I closed my eyes and groaned, “But I need to take that risk. I haven’t seen him getting involved in bullying ever, so maybe I will get lucky? That’s it, I will sneakily tell Reynard all about Mitt and get him arrested for blackmailing me,” I paused when I acknowledged what I just said, “I mean my sister,”

Now I had to tell Mitt to wait for a little.

I knew it would be a little hard to text him and act like it wasn’t odd. I have been good my entire life. I never got any punishments or got myself in any mess other than this big one, where I wasn’t even aware of my enemy being my sister.

It wasn’t actually easy for me to be my sister and deal with all the nasty things she had done. Not only that, I still haven’t recovered from the unsolicited di** pics she has been receiving her DMS. Kind of odd, because she should have blocked these assholes a long time ago.

Me: Hey Mitt!

I bit my bottom lip, feeling dirty even talking to him.

My D: Don’t hey me after you have ignored me the entire day.

Me: You know the deal. My sister fell off the stairs and was rushed to the hospital.

My D: I heard about it. I cannot believe such an angel could meet a fall. You, on the contrary, I am sure you will defeat death too, you nasty little hoe.

My body trembled at his choice of words. No girl wants to be referred to as such. I settled on looking past his comments and acting on the plan.

Me: Anyway! I have a request; can I borrow some time?

I have only said till that part when he called my number. I promise it startled me as if there was a bomb ticking in my hands.

“Why is he calling, texting was much easier!” I chewed the fat before attending his call.

“Ahh! Hey sexy!” the tone he said and those little moans when greeting me made me want to throw up, “You want to borrow time? I will give you time, but first, please me a little with your voice tonight.” His demand first baffled my mind. I didn’t know what he meant by that.

“My voice?” as the vertical stretches formed between my eyebrows, I started googling his words to understand what he meant.

“Shit!” I mouthed when reading through the web pages. How was I not aware of this stuff? I think of sex as a traditional way, I mean just one way.

Phone Sex!

There was a whole new world that I wasn’t aware of, but how? Have I been living under a rock?

“Where did you go?” I swear he sounded stoned. He must have been high on something.

I knew I must act quickly instead of spending hours worrying about why and how I was not let aware of these things?

“Mitt! I cannot talk right now.” my brain worked at the right time and I ended up whispering in heavy breaths.

“Oh, baby! I hear your breaths and I am turned on,” he let out a laugh in his deep stoner voice.

I rolled my eyes in disbelief. So he would get pleasure from literally anything right now? He wanted phone sex, but he was definitely asking the wrong person.

“Matt!” I grunted before ending his call.

Well, I might have pissed him off because he began to ring my phone nonstop.

Me: I am in my sister’s room for the night. My mother and I are helping her with the injuries.

I knew it would be unbelievable to him, but he cannot debate this, but that’s when another shocker hit me when he believed it.

My D: Yeah! Guessed it. How about sexting? And I am not hearing no for an answer now.

It was at this moment that I didn’t have to g****e it. The name itself suggested what he wanted from me.