JILL'S POV
I actually don't know why I've been such a bitch to Ingrid. She hasn't really done anything to me, but I don't know how to act when I'm around her. That's when I start acting like a crazy asshole, even though I know she doesn't deserve it.
Fridolina has always described her as one of the best, kindest people on earth, and I can see where the judgment comes from: sometimes I look at her when she's talking on the phone or texting, or even just the way she treats Frido; she seems fine, both inside and out.
«Hey, can we talk?» I ask Ingrid, when we get home.
Fridolina is in the bathroom, taking a shower, so I get the chance to be around Ingrid without her.
«Sure. What do you want, arrmaker?» she answers, with a lot of haste in her voice. (English: scar-maker.)
I get in the guest bedroom and sit silently on the bed, without the will to fight her again. She stares at me and waits for me to say something. I take a deep breath and try to smile to maybe break her. She doesn't, and remains serious.
«I wanted to... apologize. About that match and the way I've treated you» I let out.
«Is that all?» she hisses, still upset.
«I've said the words, I thought that's what you wanted! Can't we get over it? I'm sorry, wait, I meant to say, "can't you get over it"?»
«Faen! Fine, we're good! Is that what you want me to say?» she raises her voice for no reason at all. (English: Fuck!)
I am starting to get upset again, and trying to control myself doesn't seem to work out well for me.
«Verdomde shit! I am trying to get along with you, why won't you let me!?» (English: Fucking shit!)
«YOU WERE THE FIRST ONE TO TREAT ME LIKE SHIT!» she yells, while I get up, ready to face her.
«YOU NEED TO GET OVER IT AND STOP HANGING ON TO IT, IN GODSNAAM!» (English: For fuck's sakes!)
She snaps and grabs me by the neck, then pushes me against the wall. She leans closer to me, with her fist up in the air, ready to punch me.
«You disrespected me, Roord.»
«And you're too fucking close to my face.»
Now I know why I've been the biggest bitch to her: as she is this close to me, enough for me to smell her hair and pick up every detail of her eyes, I feel the butterflies in my stomach. She's really hot, even when she is threatening to punch me.
«So now what, Engen? Do you want to punch me or what?» I roll my eyes, amused by the situation.
She is now fuming, and she punches the wall, just a few inches from my face. I actually shiver, since her fist is very close to my face and the wall behind me has trembled for a brief moment because of her hit.
«You're a fucking pain in my ass, Roor-»
I don't let her finish, and close the gap between us. Our lips meet in a swift motion, and I feel her surprise. Though, she lets her fist down, and eventually closes her eyes, while our tongues dance together. Taken by a moment of passion, I reverse the roles and push her against the wall, without breaking contact.
We can hear Fridolina's footsteps in the hallway, but we ignore them, unable to step away from each other; right before she opens the door, we have to stop kissing, so I take one step away from her.
«Are you guys okay? Did you fight again?»
«No. I just wanted to make sure you two had everything for the night.»
Ingrid, still in shock, walks towards the bathroom without saying a word, so I wish goodnight to Fridolina and head to my bedroom.
«Goodnight» Ingrid weakly smiles at me, before disappearing in the room next to mine.
«Don't miss me too much» I wink, playfully.
We close the door behind us at the same time. I hear the water running in the shower and try to ignore it, but I can't stop thinking about the kiss. Wondering what Engen's body looks like, I knock on the bathroom door and hope that she will let me in.
«Frido, what is it?» I hear her saying from inside the shower.
«It's Jill.»
She opens the door and lets me in, and before I can say anything she grabs me and makes me get under the water as well. She starts kissing me passionately, then starts caressing my body, moving her hand with confidence down my side.
«Take them off» she says in between kisses, referring to my clothes.
I do, and when we're both naked, I feel a little bit of pressure on my inner thigh, followed by two fingers getting inside of me. She kisses me even more passionately, then, as my back is against the wall behind me, she starts licking and kissing my neck, leaving me moaning with my eyes closed.
«This is all fucking insane» I moan.
She chuckles seductively then gets down on her knees and starts using her mouth. If I was feeling pleasure before, the touch of her tongue against my leg makes me shiver so much that I come.
«Shit» I moan, louder.
She gets back on her feet and puts the two fingers inside of me again. I come a second time, so she takes them out and licks them in front of me, without breaking eye contact. She then resumes kissing me, caressing my hips with the palm of her hand.
«Godnatt» she then says, stopping the physical contact abruptly. (English: Goodnight.)
She put a towel over her head and leaves the bathroom; the water is still running, and the clothes on the floor are getting wet. I am starstruck and gasping for air, unable to move, only thinking about how much I'd like to go for another round with her.
I understand that Ingrid hasn't told Fridolina what we have done last night when the blonde approaches me and asks me to please be kind to Ingrid – favor that I of course promise I'll do.
The dark-haired has been looking at me strangely this morning, and I'd be lying if I said that I haven't thought about her all night. She has a weird effect on me: once she catches my eyes, I cannot look away.
«Hey Frido, why don't you try this on?» Ingrid proposes to our friend, handing her a beautiful dress, while we are out shopping together.
«Why not.»
She leaves us alone, and we finally found a moment just to ourselves. Before I can say anything, Ingrid puts her arms around my hips and kisses me softly, waiting for a reaction that immediately comes.
«So... what is this?» I ask her, after pulling away for a moment.
«It's a... kjærlighet-hat-forhold, what do they call it?»
«Love-hate relationships» I tenderly smile. «So you still hate me, uh?»
«For as long as I have that scar on my foot» she nods, trying to act bossy but failing and ending up smiling at me.
«Funny, last night you were able to act much bossier» I chuckle.
As I finish the sentence, Fridolina comes out of the fitting room and looks at us in disbelief.
«Shit!» she shouts, bringing her hands to her mouth. «What the fuck!?»
We both quickly pull away from each other, but obviously it's not fast enough to not raise any questions.
«HATADE NI INTE VARANDRA I GÅR KVÄLL?!» (English: Didn't you hate each other last night?!)
Ingrid is clearly shyer than me, so I know that I have to take this one for the both of us.
«We did find out that we share a lot of common interests last night» I say.
«So...? What is this?»
«It's a love-hate relationship» I nod, trying to make myself look bigger with my shoulders.
However, out of the three of us I'm the shortest, so trying to be bigger is a lot harder than I thought.
«Aww, I'm so happy for you guys!» she exclaims, hugging us. «See, Ing? I knew you two had to meet.»
Ingrid's eyes move towards me, as a smile appears on her face. She nods chuckling, then hugs her friend, with her gaze still set on me.
31/01/2023
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