Deception

Six

Arabella David

It's embarrassing. Seeing my sister, Claire making out with Harry in his room with windows open and lights on. I'm sitting on my bed looking at this horrendous sight. In anger, I stand up and shut my blinds. Chills go down my spine at the thought of Claire and Harry having something real. I should not be thinking about them. They should not affect me in any way possible. Harry is a manwhore and he is not capable of having feelings for anyone.

Harry Styles

Moaning and panting of Claire can be heard in the room. She is a good distraction for tonight.

I put my hand around her waist and pin her to the wall. I bury my head in her neck sucking on it. Her head tilts back in pleasure as I drag my tongue from her neck to near her chest. I take off her shirt and throw it back, somewhere in my bedroom. As I suck her tits through the fabric of her white bra she tangles her fingers in my hair and pushes my head back. I push her closer to me by her waist.

"So desperate for me already?" She says in a teasing tone.

"Shut up and get down on your knees" I say, wrapping my hand around her neck. The sight of her on her knees makes me feel in control. She touches the bulge in my pants.

"Ar-Claire" she stops.

"What did you say?" She asks frowning her brows.

In denial I say "Claire. That's what I said, baby."

She stands up. "No, before that."

I huff and shake my head. "The alcohol in still in my veins from the party earlier" I excuse.

"Drunk words are sober thoughts" She says raising her voice. I cringe sitting on the bed burying my head between my hands. "Do you have feeling for Arabella?"

I am an emotionless person. I am not capable for having feeling for someone. Especially someone like her. "Spare me with the bullshit Claire! I don't have feeling for anyone."

"Not even me?" She asks, pouting.

"Don't show me that fucking face, darling.
I don't have feeling for you. Why would I? Give me a valid reason."

"Then what was this?!" She shouts.

I stand up pinning her against the wall with my hand around her neck. This time in rage, not in pleasure. "I do this every night Claire and you know it. You're nothing special for my dick."

She pushes me aside and ran towards the door. I whistle at her, pointing towards her shirt on the floor and gesturing to take it away. Taking her shirt in one hand, she groans and leave. After she leaves I go to a club to get drunk and find myself another distraction.

Arabella David

I am listening to music as my door bursts open, revealing Claire standing half naked with her shirt in her hand.

"Oh my god Claire are you okay?" I ask in worry throwing my headphones aside. She come towards me and pushes me with force, causing me to fall on my bed.

"What's wrong with you?" She says sobbing.

"What's wrong with me?" I murmur to myself. She puts her shirt back on as she shouts for dad.

I put my hand on her mouth and whisper shout "We can talk about whatever I have done to you! You don't have to bring dad into this, you coward."

"Arabella! Why you have your hand around my daughter's mouth" dad comes up to me with mom following him like a lost puppy in her nightie.

I was about to speak when Claire shouts "She slept with Harry when she knew I have feeling for him!" She points towards me.

"What?! I hate that manwhore why would I lose my-... you were making out with him. I could see you through my window" I shout back covering the fact that I am a virgin.

"Stop blaming your sister Bella! Claire my baby come here to mommy" Mom extends her hand towards Claire and Claire being a sympathy-taker hugs mom and starts crying louder.

"I'll ask her about it. You guys can leave and take care of Claire, Ivy" David says.

He approaches me as I start shaking and begging for him to stay away from me. "I am sorry but believe me I did nothing!" A slap comes across my face making me fall on my bookshelf. All the books fall on the top of my head. Dad grabs me by my arm which still hasn't healed from my cuts. I whine shouting mom for help. But she didn't come. One punch, another, and another. It goes on and on all night until I am coughing blood out of my mouth.

"Don't you ever dare to meet the standards of my daughter" Father warns and leave.

"What else can you do, you piece of shit. Beat me to death?" I say, chuckling in pain.

He comes back, grabs me by my hair and says "No. I won't fulfil this wish of yours. But I can lock you in the basement, in the dark, starving you until your ribs fall out." He whispers caressing my bruised cheek. He stands up and leave, closing the door leaving me in the dark.

I fix myself. Still shaking I grab my phone and see Evan's missed calls. I call him back. He answers on the second ring. "Arabella", he says, with a sigh of relief, "Where were you my baby? I was so worried about you" he called me his baby.

I smile weakly. "I am sorry I was taking a nap" I say pretending I just woke up.

"It's almost 9 in the night" he says, laughing. I stay quiet. I don't have any energy to laugh back. "Are you okay?" He asks concerned.

"Yeah...I told you I just woke up" I murmur.

"Oh yeah never mind. Um I was thinking maybe you wanna go out with me?" He sounds nervous.

"Are you asking me out Evan?" I say fake gasping.

"Shut up just a casual friends meetup? I won't take a no as an answer" he laughs.

"I don't have a choice now, do I?" I can imagine him shaking his head through the screen.

"Alright then I'll pick you up at 5 pm. We are going to an amusement park"

"I love amusement parks Evan!" I smile so hard that my cheeks hurt.

"Coming!", Evan says to someone in the background, turning back to me, he says, "Hey my friends are calling me gotta go okay? Bye love you...as friends obviously" he says sarcastically. I laugh and end the call.

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spoiler alert: the rollercoaster will break when Evan and Arabella are riding it. they will fall and die. end of story🥰