All Chapters of SCREAM MY NAME, AUNTY!: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

ALEXA I knew it was a stupid move to pull then that I had the chance to get intimate with him, but jealousy always have a way to the heart. I know am dumb, and I should have just forget everything when he said he liked me back, him, the golden boy, liked me back, but when we kissed, when he touched me, I couldn’t help but to remember all the girls he had fucked… especially that one scene before I went to the woods, and then doubt started to poison my mind I started to doubt if everything was real or if he was just a really good player, but am his best friend’s sister, so he wouldn’t play me like this right? But still m, if not because I went into the woods would he have ever said what he said… Was this all pity? Or him just trying to escape my brother’s wrath? Overthinking had became my other name, but when he traced his fingers up to my thighs after bandaging my leg for me in one of the camp cabin, I felt all those thoughts disappear, and got replaced with my wet dripping pussy

ALEXA I told myself and gulped down hard, then started to immediately wear my skirt back, incase the devil leds him up to him and he decided to check under the table, but I couldn’t wear my panties cause it was the rope type, and I needed to be standing in other wear it, so I was really tossed But he didn’t, I mean Jace was smart enough to divert his attention away“Maybe in her room”“Is she fine? It’s odd she didn’t come down to greet me”Silence…Jace didn’t reply, and the next thing I heard was footsteps, and my heart threatened to tear out of my chest. Andrew footsteps marched up to Jace, and my mind decided to think of all the lies I could say when caught, cause it felt like I would, because nothing screams sex than being butt naked under a table. “Hope you didn’t hurt my sister”But then I heard Andrew voice again, this time it was so much closer to jace that it felt like he had stroked his hair when he said that to him, and then he finally leaves, but he doesn’t take the s

PROLOGUE1964, my life felled apart before it could even make any meaningThe whole crowd laughing at me, mocking me, throwing stuff at me…Yet he was the only one I saw. He stood by the corner of the fucking locker, his eyes were…away… he didn’t look at meThe one eyes that had gazed upon me for four good years now in a rollThe one bright blue eyes that made me fall for himThe one eyes that I imagine when I go to bed, see in my dreams, pray to be mine, fantasize wet desires with.I wanted that one eyes to look at me forever I wanted that one eyes to be mine But now, it was all different Who would look after what they did, but still i wished he looked, even if it was just one gaze.. just one stare…maybe I would understand why he did that, maybe just maybe…My head spinned again and I wished the ground would just swallow me wholeBut I know if he had looked at me, it would make my foolish heart beat, race, cry, destroy, even though… Yes…No…I loved him far too much, that’s why

ELIASIt was all in my head The dream I couldn’t stop thinking aboutFuck, I was so fucked up that I was literally daydreaming while standing in front of his doorI wish there was a mirror outdoor, so I could see the look on my faceI was panicking, a mini panick attack to the very one house that had always accommodated me The one house I entered freely, but now with ju very hands I changed that storyAm shit, there is no need to remind meI knock at the door, real life this time, but it took as long as the imagination before it opened, I braced myself to see his face, his sad face that was sure was going to make my heart twist again, but the story changes again and it was his mom this timeHer physical appearance; tall, brunette, like a diva, a mom figure, but she was still slaying in her middle age, unlike my middle age middle family mom at home, but Ezra never really cared about that, he never really did understood what he had, no… that was fucking meI never really understood th

ELIAS He shifted his face, declined the kiss He stopped me, and everything inside me felt like attacking him Not in a bad way, but… i… I wanted him by all means, I knew I fucking did, I wanted to kiss him I wanted to tell him I loved him I wanted him to forgive me I wanted to fucking move on I know I fucking know that am not the good guy or whatever that begs and tries to win the hero back at all cause Am shitty, rotten and even fucked up myself, but that was fine, cause I accepted who I was for the fuck I was, but he, he was a puzzle that I couldn’t fix. I couldn’t understand him, or if it was really because he hated my gut or because of the cameras that he shifted away or was it that I have been wrong all this time Was it that he never for once even liked me in the slightest, like I had thought That one confusion ate me up alive like a snack, and I felt anger, not at him tho, but at myself, at my life. At this fucking awkward shit, and then my eyes darted away from him “S