21
Alana
That was disgusting!
I can’t believe I let him go that far.
Megan’s tucked herself back again into her comfy little corner of despair after watching me get rubbed down by her screwed-up knight in shining armor boyfriend. I take a little satisfaction that now she knows how I felt with her and Ian. She likes Ian. I hate Kam and didn’t enjoy a second of that. I wasn’t even going to let him dry my hair; I definitely didn’t want him touching the rest of me. I honestly didn’t think he had in him to go as far as he did.
Are you okay? You’re not about to have a meltdown, are you?Veronica asks cautiously.
Yeah, the asshole has more balls than I thought he did, that’s all.
He’s lowering his guard; that’s good.He’sused to our body, after all. And it probably helps that you’ve toned down a little bit since that first day. This is a good thing. I didn’t think I’d have to remind you that’s what we want.
Oh goodie.I made Megan’s boyfriend feel like he had the right to touch me.
I know it happened faster than we thought it would, but it’s happening nonetheless. Toning your attitude down the past few days is more than likely what did it. The bottom line is that he's eager to make you happy. You can have him wrapped around your finger by the end of the week.
I let out a deeply annoyed sigh. She’s right, this is a good thing, but it makes me want to vomit.
Where’s Megan?
Are you worried about her?
Fuck no. I just wanted to make sure she got a good taste of the medicine she gave me.
Well, I think you’re worried.
What happened to the days when you never said anything, and I could barely tell you were there?
Come on,she taunts me.We’re having fun together.
A grand old time.
I don’t want to admit it, but I can’t say I completely hate having her talking to me. She’s actually been helpful, and if not for her, I may have gone crazy locked in this room by myself. She’s not as much of a stuck-up bitch as I thought she was. She’s still very much an uppity know-it-all, but I can put up with her better than I could that first day here. And it helps that she’s actually funny sometimes.
She’s been a good distraction from all this.
I grab the tray off the bed and take it to the window. I don’t have much of an appetite despite being hungry. Today’s lunch is a chicken quesadilla with beans and salsa. I almost slide it on the ground because I don’t want this shit, but I think better of it. He won’t be back until dinner, and I need to feed this little thing in me.
As I eat, I can’t help but think about what’s going to happen three months from now.
There’s no way Kam will accept Ian’s baby. I just can’t see it; he can talk about love conquering all as much as he wants. But him doing thistrapping usshows he’s terrified of the connection Ian has with me…hell, even Megan, as much as I hate to admit it.
This baby has to be Ian’s. Megan's weak, but the baby being Kameron’s will give her the fight she needs to possibly sit me down permanently, regardless of if everyone realizes Kameron’s a psycho or not. I honestly don’t know if I could survive it. Thinking about a part of him being inside me, thoroughly grosses me out, and the thought that he could be the reason I’m pregnant makes me want to vomit.
I can’t help but wonder why she chose him. What made him stick out from all the rest of the pieces of shit that hit on her. Why was she so flattered by him? How come she’s so fucking head over heels for a dude that would do something like this? Though, even I didn’t think he’d go off the deep end like this.
I’ve tried not to think too hard about if the baby is Ian’s. It’s almost easier not to as much as I’d prefer it over the alternative. Will I have to worry about Megan and Ian being together, or will she run like she always does? Just thinking about the day they made out makes my blood boil, not to mention my cold heart will break. Will I have to share Ian with these bitches if this kid turns out to be his, and then my thoughts roll to the third party in this Veronica and her trying that shit with Blue.
Veronica,
Yes?
Blue…, really?
She’s silent for a moment.