Back to Veyle's Third POV
"Take a look at me. Do I look like I know? No, I don't."
"Hm. You have quite the attitude, don't you?"
"I've been told I do."
"Maybe you should keep it under control. Maybe it'll keep you alive longer."
Veyle turned her head to look at Cassandra. Veyle, being the lesbian she was, almost died when she saw Cassandra.
"Oh, for fuck's sake. Of course she's hot." Veyle thought as she kept her composure to the best of her abilities.
"Maybe. Or maybe you could not be a bitch and make me have an attitude."
Cassandra laughed. This girl really had no filter.
"You should watch your mouth with me." Cassandra said, bringing her sickle up to Veyle's throat.
"Oh, shiver me timbers." Veyle replied, not scared or threatened.
"Oh, I'm going to enjoy breaking you. You're going to be mine until that stupid little boyfriend of yours comes to save you."
Veyle paused. Boyfriend? What boyfriend?
"What? What boyfriend?" Veyle asked, genuinely confused.
"Ethan Winters."
Veyle took a moment before laughing. She laughed until her stomach hurt.
"Oh... Oh, fuck. That- That's funny." Veyle giggled. Her giggled turned into another laugh.
"What's funny?"
'You think he's my boyfriend?"
"Isn't he?"
"Bitch, no. I'd kill myself before I even considered dating him. No, that's false. I would never consider dating him."
"Oh? Why's that?"
"Because, ya fuckin' dumbass, he's my brother."
Cassandra went silent. Was she expecting that? No. Did she feel stupid now? Yes.
"Your... brother?"
"Yeah."
"But... He's ugly."
"I know. We're not blood related. I was adopted."
"Oh. Makes sense now."
Cassandra's Third POV
Well... What a turn of events.
"Besides, even if we weren't siblings, I'm too hot for him." Veyle said.
"A little egotistical, huh?" Cassandra asked, smirking to herself.
"No. I just know the truth. Mia is either blind, stupid, pitied him, or desperate because ew." Veyle said, rolling her eyes.
Cassandra grinned. She reached out, grabbing Veyle's throat but not squeezing.
"I wonder what would happen if I just... squeezed." Cassandra said, her voice darkening and getting low.
Veyle's Third POV
Now this is hot. And, Veyle being Veyle, decided to moan softly in a teasing way.
"Mas duro, mami." Veyle said, grinning.
The grip on her throat loosened before tightening again.
"And you're a masochist? Even better." Cassandra mumbled with a grin.
"No. You're just really hot."
The hand on her neck pulled away and Cassandra just looked at her.
"Wow. You're really not scared, are you? I could kill you just by choking you and you find me attractive?" Cassandra scoffed, rolling her eyes. "You're even more delusional than Daniela."
"Who's that?" Veyle asked, now curious.
"My younger sister."
"She hot, too?"
The glare Veyle got didn't scare her.
"Hey, it's just a question." Veyle said, holding her hands up.
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