𝕁𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕎𝕒𝕚𝕥 𝔽𝕠𝕣 𝕄𝕖 // Anna Shumate & Eva Cudmore

wrong girl

ANNA'S POV

The sunlight streaming through the window grazes my face, and I wake up. I stretch my arms and sit up ready to get out of this bed.
I pick up the phone and see that Emma has already filled me with messages because, as usual, she's in a slump about the party tomorrow. We talk a little bit and make plans to hang out to eat. The idea doesn't excite me but my head is full and I didn't get much sleep last night.

I was thinking the whole time about that 'delivered' underneath my text. God what anxiety.

I hear the bathroom door open revealing Jersey's figure wearing only a towel. The scent of her bubble bath reaches my nose and somehow relaxes my nerves.

"Good morning to you too," she says laughing. I was so caught up in my thoughts that I didn't notice that I was staring at her.

"Huh- Yes um, good morning" I say stuttering. Jersey exchanges her smile for a grin and comes over to me, throws the towel on the floor and sits on my lap with her naked body. Surely she thought I was babbling because of her beauty, but no.
Don't get me wrong, she is beautiful, but I was imagining something else.

"You need to stop thinking about her."

"What? What are you talking about? I don't understand you," I try to play dumb.

"I'm not dumb, Anna." she walks up to my ear and whispers. "I do know a few tricks to distract you, though. "I feel her hands over mine as she moves them over her ass. Since she gets no muscular response from me, she tightens her grip.

"What, are you being shy now?" My face remains impassive. She knows it's nothing more than a distraction. I just want to fuck her and that's it.

So I, almost pissed, grab her by the neck and slam her against the bed. My grip becomes so strong that she sinks into the sheets.

"Never been. And watch your mouth, I don't like it when people make assumptions they shouldn't make." I tell her almost as if I'm threatening her. Even though part of me hates Eva for what she did, I can't let it happen again just because someone talks too much.

"But-"

"I prefer you when you're not talking." I mutter, pressing Jersey'neck back until she's flat against the bed. All the while with my free hand I hold her hip.

"I bet you can't fuck me while you're thinking about her," she tells me defiantly.

"I wouldn't be so sure about that. Besides, with you it's too easy." I slide my hand from the side all the way downthere. And indeed, I'm not wrong. "See?," I bring my wet fingers in front of her for her to see, "Too easy." Confidently, she puts my hand back where it was and I drug my knuckle along her clit, feeling everything her body is asking for even though my thoughts are saying something different.

I feel Jersey's hand on the back of my neck as she pushes me against her. My lips settle on her neck, taking every moment to make her remember why she likes being fucked by me so much.

It's painful in the way I need to remind myself. Because it's not her I think about as my hands slide over her stomach and reach behind to grab her ass. It's not her taste I think about when my lips collide with hers, or when my face is nestled tightly between her thighs.

It's not her energy that floods my mind and turns me on.But it's good enough. And it's the distraction I need when I can't get someone else out of my fucking thoughts.

"You deserve better," Jersey whispers. Even as her hands run over my flesh like I'm the only thing she could possibly need.

"Jesus, what?" I tell her, leaning back for a moment as my mind tries to separate the memory from my reality.

"You deserve so much more," Jersey repeats, looking me in the eye.

"Who, you?" I tell her sarcastically. I'm not in the mood to joke about these things, especially if she's serious. She should never have been like this. She should never have cared about me.

"You can be very annoying." she tells me pissed off as if I've deeply disappointed her. But honestly it doesn't affect me at all.

"First you tease me to fuck you and then you tell me this? I'm sorry you think that about me." I raise my hand and sarcastically caress her cheek. My lips tighten into a tight line as I drop my hand back to her belly and slide it down to where she's incredibly wet.

"Because I care about you. Some days you treat me right, and other times you're such a bitch." She pushes me back as a smile spreads across my lips. I love this part, the fight.

"Liar," I whisper as I lift the hand that was just playing between her legs and bring it to her lips. I brush my thumb along her skin, sliding it inside her mouth until she opens up and tastes herself on my skin. She moans around my touch and her body visibly relaxes against mine.

This is what I love about it. The pursuit, the fight, the submission.

But now I feel almost sated, and I haven't even come down yet. The thrill of the hold has already come and gone, and now I'm racking my brain over all the things that remind me that this isn't the girl I really want with me.

So, once again, I surrender between Jersey's legs as I think about someone else.

later at the TacoBell..

Jersey and I park in front of the TacoBell entrance. Then together we walk into the fastfood. We see my group talking at a table so I start towards them while Jersey goes to the bathroom.

"Hey, fuckgirl is here!" exclaims Emma as the others chorus after her.

"Get out of here," I tell her and throw some of her fries at her. At the table it's me, Emma, Zack, Chase, and Fred. "Where's Sab?" I ask since it seems weird that she's not there.

"Well let's just say we haven't seen her in a few days." Says Chase.

"She's not answering texts or calls," Zack continues.

Emma takes my hands, "Take it easy, she'll have things to do" she says.

"Things = Cooper" Fred jokes making us laugh.
I had missed hanging out with them.

Now that I've moved into my new house, I don't have much time to go out and it's also the time that's bad for me. Even though it's been going on for so long now.

"Jersey where is she?" asks Chase as he looks around.

"She went to the bathroom and I think she'll be here soon" I tell him with a rather annoyed face.

Emma notices and in fact asks me, "Can I talk to you outside for a second?"

I say yes and together we walk towards the exit.

"Tell me," I tell her plainly.

"What's going on?" She asks me bluntly with her arms crossed as I sit on a bench next to the entrance of the fastfood.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I look her in the eye as if to signal her not to start the conversation.

"Anna, it's me. You don't need to hide things from me because you know I care about you." With that said Emma sits down next to me and takes my hands. "I just want you to be happy."

I continue to keep quiet as I look at the floor.

Emma however grabs my chin and lifts it so I can look into her eyes.

"I know you miss her," Emma takes me back, "But you can't take refuge in girls and alcohol."

I look at her surprised.

"Anna, you can hide the bottles but not the smell."

Without saying anything, I lean on her shoulder and we stand there for a while listening to the cars go by and then return to the others.

Returning to a girl who will never take her place.

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