Bryson is right. This might be one of Darren's tricks. I haven't seen the video. There might not even be a video. I should've known better than to believe him. I'm so stupid!
I was so worried about him uploading the video that I ended up forgetting to ask him to show me. I want to kill that guy! I hate him more and more every second. I couldn't even study last night.
The test fucked me up and I know I'm going to fail. Mom will kill me if she finds out that I've not been studying.
It's not like I don't want to. I just can't focus with all that I have going on.
When I get to Darren's house, the door is open. I make my way in and when I get to the living room, there's a woman seated on the couch.
She's dressed up in a fancy white dress and expensive looking heels. Her hair is perfectly curled and her skin is glowing.
Is she Darren's mom? I've never seen her before. Every time I come here, it's only Darren around.
"Hello," I say.
She turns around and looks at me with a frown. Does she already hate me? I don't really care if she likes me or not. I hate her son. It's not like I'm the desperate girlfriend who wants her boyfriend's mom to like her.
"My son is not allowed to have girls over when I'm around." Does she think I'm here to hook up with her son? Do I look like some slut?
"Mom, be nice. This girl here is not just any girl," Darren says as he comes into the living room. He wraps an arm around my waist.
I want to scream and cut his damn arm off. I'm so uncomfortable. How could he touch me like that?!
"She's my girlfriend," he says and kisses me on the cheek.
I'm gonna need a shower to get this dirt off! Is he going to touch and kiss me in front of everyone?! This is fucking stupid! I just wish I had the courage to tell his mom what he did to me.
A part of me thinks she won't believe anything even if I tell her. He's her son after all.
"She doesn't look comfortable," his mom states, "you know what will happen if you mess up again."
I'm starting to get confused here. Does she know about her son's stupid behavior?!
Why isn't she doing anything to stop him?
"She's a shy one and I really like her," with that being said, we make our way to Darren's room. Yeah right! He really likes me and that's why he has been doing bad things to me.
Once we're in, he locks the door and turns to look at me with a smirk. He takes off his shirt and starts walking towards me. I take two steps back to assure him that I'm not interested.
"I'm not here for that!" I say.
"Why are you here then?"
"You're telling me that there's a sex tape but I haven't seen it yet," I say.
"Are you doubting me?"
"Of course. You've done so many things and this could be a trick!"
"Give me a sec!" He opens a drawer and gets out a red flash drive.
He places his laptop on the bed and turns it on. The video starts playing and I'm wishing I didn't ask to see it.
He's on top of me and I'm completely naked. I was moaning so loud and he was kissing my neck as he thrust in and out of me.
It happened! I can't believe what I'm seeing. I'm so disgusted and disappointed in myself. How could I let that happen? He touched and kissed me everywhere! Darren and I had sex. For real.
"Turn it off!" I yell.
"I'm enjoying it," he chuckles.
"I don't give a fuck if you're enjoying it, turn it off now! I don't wanna see more!" My eyes well up and I try my best not to break down in front of him.
He turns off the laptop and sits on his bed with a huge grin on his face, "time to give some instructions," he says.
I'm taking the flash drive. He's not gonna keep it any longer.
"Don't touch my flash drive Aria," he says. He must've noticed the way I've been looking at it for the past minute.
"I wasn't going to," I say.
"Come here," he spreads an arm around my waist and pulls me onto his lap. I try to stand up but he pulls me back, "don't even think about it."
Ugh! Why do I end up in such stupid situations every time I come here?
"What do you want?" I ask.
"I want to warn you," he says, "if I find out that you're cheating on me with some other guy, I'll upload the video. You're mine! We belong together," he kisses me on my neck and I'm trying hard not to punch him.
"Don't cheat! You're all mine. Let Bryson know that too."
Bryson? Why would I get involved with him? We're just friends. I might hate seeing him with Alya but that doesn't mean anything.
"I wanna go home."
"You're not going without my approval," he says.
"Seriously, let me go. I can't stay here any longer. I'll see you at school."
"I don't want you to leave."
"I have homework to do," I get off his lap and make my way out without waiting for him to say anything.
Things are getting worse and I'm not sure I'll be able to handle this situation in the near future. Darren keeps making things harder and more complicated.
When I get home, Alya is in the living room with a girl I've never seen in my entire life.
What are they doing here? I don't want Alya here!
Who's that girl? I'm really confused right now. Why would Alya come to our house?
"Hello Ariana," Alya gives me a smile which is clearly fake.
"What do you want?"
"My friend here wants to talk to you." The girl I've never seen before smiles at me.
"What about?" I have more important things to do. I'm supposed to be upstairs overthinking. I've got a load of stuff to think about.
"I'm Britney," the girl says.
"Um....hello?" I just want them to leave! "What do you wanna talk about?"
Alya makes herself comfortable on the couch and watches me and her friend.
"I need your help," Britney says,"I really like Bryson but I've always been shy to approach him. I thought I'd ask for your help since you're best friends."
There's no way I can help her! Wasn't it Alya who liked him? Where did this Britney girl come from anyway? Her feelings have nothing to do with me? If she wants to hook up with him, let her just go do it for all I care! This is none of my business and if I decide to get involved, she's not gonna see or touch Bryson even her dreams. Maybe it's time for me to end the stupid playboy life! For some reason, I don't want Bryson to be with any girl.
"If you wanna hook up with him, just go do it." I guess it's time for them to leave. I need a nap.
"No," she shakes her head, "I want him to like me for real. I don't only want sex. I want him to care for me and love me."
Is she drunk? I wanna laugh so hard. Bryson doesn't love and care for any girl but me. As a friend, to be clear.
"That's not something he can do," I chuckle.
"I know. That's why I need you," she says, "link us and I'll do the rest. Please Aria, I need your help." I'm not a matchmaker! Why is she bothering me. I'm not interested and she knows it!
"It's Britney," she says before I can finish my sentence.
"I'm afraid I can't help you," I say, "if you want love and care, go find some other guy. Bryson can't give you that."
"I don't want some other guy! I want Bryson!" Whiny, much!
I want her out of here. I'm just gonna say yes so she can leave.
"Okay. I'll help," I roll my eyes, "I have homework so I'm going to do it. See you at school. Don't wear so much makeup. Bryson doesn't like girls who do that."
"Sure thing. Anything for him," she grins like a young child who was given a lollipop, "thanks Ariana." I nod with a fake smile and she makes her way out.
Alya doesn't get off the couch. She's just seated there staring at me like there's nothing else in here.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"I just don't understand what guys love so much about you," she scoffs. Is that supposed to offend me?
"What do you mean?"
"Bryson, Darren, Travis," I've heard of that Travis guy but I haven't talked to him yet.
Did she just mention Bryson?
"They don't like me," I say.
"Are you denying the fact that you're dating Darren now?" She smiles, "you don't even look good together. I'd prefer it if you were with Leon."
What's the point of this conversation?
"What are you up to?"
"Nothing," she says, "I just want us to be friends."
"That's not happening."
"You know very well that I haven't done anything wrong to you. I was with Bryson like every other girl he has been with. Why do you hate me?"
"I don't know. I just couldn't stand you from the day you joined our class," I shrug, "look, I don't have time for this. Please leave."
"Fine. We'll talk some other time," she gets off the couch and makes her way out of the living room.
Now that I think of it, how does she know where I live? Was she stalking me?
I make my way to my bedroom and takes off my hoodie. I lay on my bed in a sport bra and my jeans. I'm so lazy to take the jeans off.
"Damn it. I'm so tired!"
"I could give you a massage," I sit up and look at Bryson as he makes his way in. He looks at my chest and I feel my face heat up.
When did he get here? Why is he here? I was with him earlier.
"You startled me!"
"I know," he sits extremely close to me with a smile on his face.
"Um..?" Am I seriously speechless right now? I've never lacked what to say around him.
"I came across Alya and some hot chick on my way in," he says.
Did he just call Britney hot?
I know she is but he's not supposed to be telling me that! That's hers to know.
"They wanted to talk," I say, "why are you here?"
"I missed you," he slides one arm around my waist and the feeling of his cold hands on my skin make me shiver. I've never reacted this way to his touch before. "You're blushing."
"No, I'm not!"
He takes his arm off of me and makes a little distance between us.
"Did you go to Darren's?" He asks.
"Yeah," I say, "the video is real. He wasn't tricking me." Remembering that video only makes me want to cry.
"You're gonna date him?"
"What other choice do I have?"
"You have choices and if you're not going to try to save yourself, I will!"
What does he mean by that? Is he going to beat Darren up? He can't do that! It's only going to make things worse.
"You don't have to do anything. I'll keep myself busy to avoid spending time with him."
"It kills me every time I see you with him."