ELLA POV
I was playing LOL on my PC when I came across something on my phone. Well, not really my phone since I broke mine at work last week; I borrowed Emma's old phone.
I got up furious, not caring about knocking on the door. I just barged in.
"Who the fuck have you been sending photos of your body to?!" I asked sternly, grabbing her arm.Her eyes widened for a second, staring at the phone I was holding. "Why are you searching through my phone?" she asked, trying to take it from me.
"Who is he?" I demanded again.
"None of your business, Ella. Give me my phone back," she tried to snatch it from me, but since I was taller, she couldn't.
"God, you're annoying! He's my boyfriend, so what?" she said, frustrated.
"And how old is he? 'Cause hell, he looks older," I said, scrolling, trying to find his photo. Let me tell you, I was traumatized seeing his half naked body. IT WAS DISGUSTING! "...And you never mentioned having a boyfriend before. In our school?" I asked. It's weird how suddenly she's in a relationship. Hasn't she been pastering Mom about how she got little time, and everything is hard at school and got no time to finish off?
"He is not that OLD, and no, he's in college, but he's just 20 years old," she explained.
"What is his name? How did you meet him?" I posed the questions. 20 my ass, that hairy body surely looks mid or late 20s.
"You're sounding like Ma. God, that's annoying!" she sighed loudly, going back to sit on the bed.
"Just fucking answer me, Ems."
"Well, I don't have to. Whenever I feel ready to introduce you all to him, I will, don't worry," she cockily said, rolling her eyes at me, which made me even madder.
"20 is still old, Ems. You think Ma will approve? What if he was lying to you, and just trying to get you, or I don't know, scam you or something" I explained, still processing the dirty talks and photos that surely weren't pleasant for me. It's my fucking sister".. Your chat was so not it at all. Have you had sex with him already?" that question almost came out as a whisper, as my eyes widened. Sure she won't do something that crazy, she's smart enough to know so.
"Why are you asking about that?! It's weird!" she exclaimed, throwing her head on the pillow screaming"Does that mean a YES?! God, Emma, I swear if you don't tell me who that motherfucker is, I'm telling Ma," I exclaimed, getting more frustrated. "NO! Hell no, we did not. We're still in the first stage. We don't even meet in a private place."
That made me feel relieved a bit. "Ok, great. If you both respect the boundaries, I guess he's a good guy. But what's his name? How did you meet him? You gotta tell me," I said, trying my best to stay calm so she can tell.
Taking a seat beside her, "His name is Charles, and I met him in the library. I always meet him there, and we were both doing our work," she stated, already feeling a bit shy. God, that's gross!"Hmmm so he's a nerd just like you. Puff, how boring," I teased her. "...Charles what? And what is he studying?"
" Nope so you can stalk him down, I promise I will introduce you to him once I'm ready" She said trying to convince me.
" And he's a nice guy don't worry, he really respects and likes me" She said hugging me.
" I don't want you getting hurt Ems, or else i'm killing him" I whispered hugging her back
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Camila was at the store early in the morning with Lauren, trying on so many dresses for a business dinner she would be attending tomorrow with her wife.
