This Won't Work

Just Her Friend

"His happiness is never real
And mindless sex is how he feels"

- The Weeknd

She needed to recuperate.

A shower was necessary but Elana felt it was difficult to get up. So, she'd put her shirt back on, leaving her legs bare. Her pussy covered with just her panties. Hopefully enough so he wouldn't touch her again.

She was drained. Her energy had been exhausted.

She let herself sink into vulnerability for a second. Something like letting him hold her shouldn't be considered vulnerable. It was normal for people to do this after sex.

But it wasn't normal to her. It made her feel like she'd let him sneak through the fence she'd put up. The fence she'd mentally created after Max.

Here Damien was, entering private property, jumping over that fence. And it was illegal, but Elana let him stay. She welcomed him in. She offered him a drink, she served him dinner, she even let him stay the night.

What triggered that generosity was unknown to her.

Damien's large hand stroked her hair. His hard chest against her back, sharing his body-heat.

"I got high yesterday." Elana said, as if realizing for the first time.

"You did,"

"I had never done that before."

"That was obvious." Damien chuckled a little at the recently collected memory.

"You're a bad influence."

"Don't put all the blame on me. You could've said no."

Sure, but he made it so difficult to.

"I never did any of that shit. I'm a good girl."

Damien smiled at that. "You're a very good girl, trust me."

Elana almost rolled her eyes. "Shut up,"

They couldn't recognize who burst through the door until they heard her voice.

"Damien! your favorite sister has made it-" Nova froze, standing at a distance from the bed where Elana lay half-naked in Damien arms.

She rapidly pulled the sheets up her body and wished the ground would just swallow her up.

No one was supposed to know.

"Elana?"

*****

"I come back to see you and you've been fucking Elana?" Nova scowled. "I don't know what to say."

"There is nothing to say. Two adults in your life are having consensual sex. That's all it is."

"But that isn't all it is, Damien. She's been my best friend since we were little kids."

Damien sighed. "I understand but you're also overreacting."

"I am not overreacting! What the fuck is wrong with you, Damien? Do you feel the need to fuck every woman you see?"

He dragged a hand down his face. This was getting no where. Damien had already repeated the situation a thousand times.

It was just sex.

Yet Nova wouldn't get over it and he didn't understand why. She had always been protective over both Damien and Elana, but she didn't seem protective right now. She was angry.

"I can let this keep going."

"It's not like you have a choice. You can't run our lives, Nova."

"I just need to understand why you felt the need to do this. You guys hated each other."