Taming The Female Player

Ending & Beginning

• Jezzabelle Johnson •

TW‼️ Mentions of blood & rape‼️

"If you're gonna be thinking about that shit everytime we hang out now, might as well just talk to the dude" Cece says while shoving me to get my attention as I shook my head remembering we were at our lunch table in school.

"It's not even that hard considering he's literally sitting right behind you and he's also everywhere else you are" She adds on while eating her pizza.

"It's been what? 2 weeks since that night. And your still not talking to him? I'm surprised the dude hasn't killed anyone since" Sophia chimes in while feeding her boy toy of the week her slice of pizza.

"That's cuz he only kills when she sleeps with someone" Cece answers as they all turned to me in shock.

"Wait! Don't tell me.....you?.....For two weeks?!" Sophia gasps as I roll my eyes while drinking my chocolate milk.

"You mean to tell me that you, miss fucks more then half the guys in town, haven't had sex for the past two weeks?!" Sophia gasps while exaggerating her loud gasps.

"Even miss Virgin Mary over here has been having more than 2 dudes at a time come outta her room for more than the past two weeks" Cece blurts out with laughter as the rest of the table filled with laughter.

"I've been on my period" I lie while poking at my pizza on my tray as they continued to laugh.

"Don't tell me the reason you've been on a dry spell lately is because of the psychotic asshole behind you" Tammy says with a serious look as I roll my eyes hearing the bell ring.

"Obviously not. I'm about to meet up with one of my sneaky links halfway through this period" I reply as she nods back while we both got up to walk to our 5th period.

I knew who's eyes were always on me while walking down the school halls. I never noticed him as much before we officially met, but after we started hooking up I ended up actually enjoying his eyes on me 24/7.

Stockholm syndrome or not, I was actually enjoying the psychotic ways Trent was always staring or following me throughout town for the past 3 months that we've been hooking up.

Of course Tammy being the protective bestfriend she is, she made sure that Trent was on his best behavior every time we were out together.

Yes, I know I told Trent that our relationship was strictly fuck buddies but unsurprisingly that crazy man clings to me like bees to honey. Except the metaphor for honey in my case was my body and the bee was him. He never got tired of using my body every single way, which was also a huge reason why I was fine with him being clingy with me whenever he wanted.

I used to be irritated at everything he did but the past 3 months changed my mind so much that I barely had time to sleep with anyone else besides him. I think within those 3 months, I've only ever slept with 5 other guys besides him. And that wasn't even anywhere near half of how much I've slept with per day before Trent.

Just like I've told myself before a million times, Trent must've been my best lay. Would I ever admit that out loud? No. Would I ever tell anyone else that? No. Would I ever tell him? Hell to the no. Does he know that I think of him like that? With how cocky he is, I'm surprised he hasn't had it tattooed to his forehead.

Speaking of tattoos, I was surprised at how many the crazy dude had. When we first had sex like any normal people would, without the whole fucking me against my will thing that he had going on the first time we did.