Fuck You

Chapter 3

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Emilia
I let out a low moan as I straddled him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him closer.

"Fuck, Emilia." Damon let out a groan as he came into the condom. I let out a breath as I came after him. I let out another breath as I got off his lap and landed on the bed on my back, pulling the sheets over my bare body. I've been on birth control for a while. After Damon and I had sex for the first time, I went to the clinic immediately and got on it. I just thought I should still be safe even though Damon uses condoms, they're not always guaranteed. We use condoms because of the most obvious reason of course; kids. I don't want any kids, not right now at least.

Damon leaned down and pecked my lips. "I love you," he mumbled after pulling away.

I smiled, "I love you too."

I watched him as he got up from the bed and slipped on his underwear, "I'm going to shower. We have to get ready for the basketball game."

I let out a groan as I sat up from the bed while holding the sheets against me, "You're still going to that? I don't wanna." I slipped on a pair of socks and Damon's shirt.

"Yeah, we said we were coming and so I'm going," he replied.

"You said you were going," I said, annoyed.

"Babe, comon. Please? If I'm playing basketball my girl should be there," he pleaded as he stared at me.

"Ugh, fine. Let me call Emory, we're going to pick her up on the way if she's down to go." I informed him.

He nodded and went to the bathroom then I heard the shower cut on.

I really didn't want to go to this game alone so I was going to invite my other best friend, Emory.

I didn't enjoy sports and I didn't want to see Damon embarrass himself. But I really, really didn't want to go because Rio would be there. I just didn't want Damon to notice anything else. I also didn't want any problems happening between those two. I know how Damon gets when he's intimidated. I just pray he doesn't embarrass himself, Damon tends to be extra.

I pressed Em's number and she picked up on the first dial, "Em!" I said excitedly into the phone as I heard a knock on the door.

"Em!" she shouted back to me.

"Be ready. Damon's forcing me to go to this basketball game and I really don't want to go, so I need you there to keep me sane." I said as I carefully made my way downstairs.

She let out a laugh into the phone, "Since when he plays basketball?"

"Since he met Eddie's fine ass friend. You know how Damon is-" I was cut off.

"Yeah, insecure as fuck. If I had a girlfriend that looked like you, I'd be insecure about her too." She said.

I laughed, "Shut it. I gotta go, be ready." I hung up the phone as I opened the door.

My eyes widened, "Rio?" I said. His eyes traveled down my body then back up, locking eye contact with me.

I mentally scolded myself. I had just thrown on Damon's tee, not even panties or a bra. I was about to hop in the shower. I wasn't even thinking when I opened the door.

"Who's at the door?" Damon made his way down the stairs in a towel.

I let out a quiet groan as I ran my hair through my frizzy hair.

He let out a chuckle, "Sex was good huh?"

"I-Why are you here?" I ignored his question.

Damon made his way next to me and pulled me into him, "Emilia go put some damn clothes on. What are you doing opening the door with nothing on but a damn shirt?" Damon said angrily. The shirt was like a dress on me, it stopped probably a couple of inches past my butt. Nothing was revealed to Rio.