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Five - Only The Beginning ✔️

I wait up. Listening for her to come back. Fuming. Pacing the floor, her words playing on repeat in my head as the anger builds inside of me.

I finally hear the front door open a little after midnight.

I open my door, standing there in the dark, ready to jump her the second her ass reaches the top of the stairs.

I hear her giggling and strain my eyes to see her practically dragging a very drunk Colton up the steps.

"Come on." She giggles as she pulls him along, urging him forward.

"No, Jolie, this isn't right. What about Carrington?" He slurs, trying to pull his arm out of her grasp.

"Oh, will you just stop with her already? I've told you, I did you a favor; you dodged a bullet with her." She says growing frustrated as she tugs at him again.

"Just stop. I'm going home; I'm not going to hurt her like this." He pulls away for a second time.

"Oh, she won't mind, and if you're quiet, she'll never have to know. Come on, Colty, don't you want to have a little fun?" She says draping herself around him as he wobbles unsteadily on his feet.

"Jolie- I-"

"Shh, come on. She's already asleep." She whispers, knowing that I never go to bed before at least 1 a.m.

Oh, she knows exactly what she's doing.

I watch as she pulls him into her room, shutting the door behind them.

I sit down on my bed, bracing myself for what I know is coming.

She's intentionally loud.

She wants me to hear.

Wants me to hear him fucking her.

Or what I can imagine is more like her fucking him, as he could barely even stand.

I want to stop it. She's basically date-raping him, but I know what will happen if I do. The same thing happened the last time she did this to one of her many dates, and I intervened. 

And I am the crazy one?

That bitch is one hundred percent certifiable.

"Oh yes! Yes Colton!" She screams as her headboard bangs heavily against my wall.

I move to my reading chair, and even from there, I can hear her over the top screaming.

You know what I don't hear?

Him make a sound.

I sit there, listening to her loud moans and screams, nearly jarring the pictures off my walls.

It's a good damn thing that our parents are out for the night, because if not, I don't think even they would put up with this shit.

I start to react but stop myself.

No.

That's exactly what she wants.

A reaction from me. She wants me to barge in, break them apart, and appear to be just as crazy as she has made me out to be.

So I stay quiet. Grabbing my ear buds, I turn on some music. Loud music—it doesn't matter what it is—just anything to drown out the sound of her fucking my man in the next room.

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"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I ask, shoving my arm into her throat and pinning her against the wall.

"What do you mean?" She asks innocently, struggling to breathe in.

"Colton. I know everything." I loosen my grip a bit. Letting her have some air that she doesn't deserve.

"So?" She smiles, rubbing her throat.

"Is that all you really have to say, Jolie? So?" I punch the wall beside her head.

"What did you expect, Carrie?"

I cock my head to the side, looking at her.

"I mean, come on, do you really think things could have worked out between you and Colton?" She asks, shoving against my shoulders, pushing my weight off of her. "A man like Colton needs a real woman to keep him satisfied, not some ugly, inexperienced little girl, Carrie."

I am used to this kind of treatment from her, but still, her words hurt.

That had been my only fear about this relationship, or whatever you would call it, with Colton, my inexperience.

That is the one place she knew she would hurt me the most. 

Colton has done everything he could to show me that that doesn't matter to him, but hearing her say it still stings.

"Honestly, Carrie, you should be thanking me."

"Thanking you?" I am astonished at her audacity. "You tell him I'm crazy, then bring him home and fuck him, and then tell me that I should be thanking you? That's low even for you, Jo."

"Yeah, well, I just saved you from the humiliation of not being able to please him. Don't worry, I more than took care of him last night." She laughs, licking her lips seductively. "He is so big, I didn't think even I would be able to take his whole cock."

That's it; I have heard all I can stand.

I ball my fist up, punching her in her perfectly straight nose.

"You're disgusting. Back off, Colton, Jolie; I'm not playing these fucking games with you anymore." I say as blood drips down her face into her cupped hand.

"Oh, Carrie, you should know better than to challenge me. We are just getting started." She laughs like a maniac as she walks off, blood still pouring from her face and mine boiling.

This is only the beginning, sister, only the fucking beginning.

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I told yall that there would be drama, and just like Carrington said...

It's only the beginning.