Jasmin's POV
Jasmine decided to visit me, her sitting on the couch. Do and I are cuddled up, sitting on the other one.
"So, Jasmin, what's been new with you?" Jasmine asks. "Weeeeeelll, I actually came out as gay." I say with a smile and giggle, looking at Do in the process.
She lights up. "Oh my God, really?" "Yeeeeep," I say happily, nodding my head. "Do helped me out with that." I say, looking at Do and smiling, her smiling back at me.
We look back at Jasmine. "What's your sexuality, Jasmine?" Do questions. "I'm bi, but I prefer women more. Uh, Jasmin, can I talk to you right quick?"
"Yeah, sure." We head to my room, her closing the door. Immediately, she turns around, arms folded across her chest, and speaks. "Yo, what's goin' on with you and Do? Are you fucking her?"
"What are you on about? That's ridiculous." "Are you sure? You two are cuddled up on the couch like you're about to have a romantic picnic in twenty minutes, then you look at her and smile and shit when you tell me that she "helped" you come out. Now I'm curious as to how she "helped"."
I roll my eyes and irritatedly sigh. "All I meant was that she told me to be true to myself. I wasn't convincing anyone being in the closet anyway, and my gay emotions took over, so I did. Why do you have to go and automatically assume some weird shit?" I say, frowning.
"I don't know. It just all seems really sus. Look, I know you, Jasmin. I'm not stupid. Something's going on, and I want you to be real with me."
"Why would I fuck my soon-to-be stepsister? Please tell me why I would do something so preposterous like that."
"I don't know, she's pretty and you're around her a lot. You guys live together, so it's not impossible for y'all to grow a bond or something."
"Jasmine, you're reading way too much into this." "Ok, well just tell this one thing. Just tell me this, and I'll leave you alone. Why were y'all cuddled up anyway?"
"Because we're gonna be stepsisters, so we need to be closer and get along. Do you want us to be living in the same space and bite each other's heads off or something? Or would you rather we actually enjoy each other's company and be able to live in the same house? Is that too much for you?" I say, raising my brows at her.
"Look, I'm....I'm sorry. I won't bring it up again." "Good."
We walk out of my room, an annoyed look on my face.
