Chapter 3

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Zola

After eating lunch and spending the rest of the day at Nate's house, I finally went back to my house because I was so tired from the day I had.

After I finished getting ready for the night, I saw a message pop up on my phone.

Adams 🤡

See. You ate all my food and made it home in one piece.

Bello

Did I not block you?

Did you go into my phone and unblock yourself?

Adams 🤡

No. Stop being delusional.

Bello

😂 you did.

Didn't know that they sold desperation in a bottle cause you smell like it.

Adams 🤡

Keep dreaming Bello. Maybe you unblocked me and forgot.

Bello

Oh so now you're gonna gaslight me?

Adams 🤡

Can you just admit you liked my food?

Bello

No cause it tasted horrible.

Adams 🤡

Says the one who finished their food first.

Bello

You are such a dick. Go and spray more of that desperation cologne you have cause you are obsessed with me.

And I'm gonna go to bed happy 'cause I don't care about you. I just need to make it through Christmas and never see you again.

Adams 🤡

Suck my dick Bello 🖕🙄

Bello

Not in a million years.

I woke up the next morning to see an unpleasant thing in my room.

It was none other than Nate in my room. He was standing over me while I lay in bed.

"Good morning sleeping beauty," he said, and then I felt a cold liquid being poured on me.

I quickly jumped out of bed in disbelief that Nate poured cold water on me.

"NATHAN!" I yelled.

All he did was laugh. I am going to kill him.

He then opened his eyes and stared at me. I looked down to where he was looking and saw it was my shirt.

It was soaking wet and I don't sleep in any underwear so because of the cold water he poured on me my nipples became hard and pointy and they were poking through the shirt.

"Eyes up here asshole. What the hell?".

"Hurry up and get ready. We're leaving to do snow activities," He said awkwardly and left the room.

What a dick!  The audacity of him to come into my room and get my bed wet with no explanation of why he did it.

Yesterday when he said the gloves are coming off, I didn't take it seriously but game on.

I took off my sheets that got wet and washed them before they started to get a damp smell.

I got ready for the day and went downstairs and saw Nate was waiting by the door.

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