Forbidden Fruit •Timothee Chalamet (Stepbrother)

35. Make Up Sex

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(Warning: Smut, explicit sexual content, and drinking.)

I had Jacob take me home from school because for some reason, I couldn't bear the thought of sitting in the car with Timothée right now.

Just the image of of Jessica all over him in the cafeteria today, and feeling helpless is too much for me. I knew us dating other people wouldn't be easy,but I think I underestimated just how much Timothée showing even the slightest interest in anyone else would destroy me.

I push through our front door,and Timothée's slender body is enveloped in between the cushions of our fancy couch. His face is pensive and he looks like he's mentally struggling.It's obvious that today has been just as rough for him as it's been for me.

His eyes snap up to mine when he hears me walk past the door. "Jessica wants me to go to this..fucking stupid party with her tonight." He says with his eyes on the floor and his hands laced together.

"Yeah."I mumble." Jacob actually mentioned the same party to me. I guess most of the school is going." I say, as I drop my bookbag on the floor and walk over to him.

He lets out a harsh snicker, "So you're going to actually go with him?" He squints at me angrily.

"Are you not going with Jessica?" I narrow my eyes at him, with a confused look on my face.

"I didn't say I was going. I was just saying SHE wants to go." He rolls his eyes at me.

God. He is so confusing to me. Why is he even bringing it up if he didn't plan on going?

"I think we both should go.Julia was giving me weird looks today and she has a big mouth. I think she is going to start rumors about us after everything she saw on the trip, if we don't distract her somehow." I state reasonably, even though everything in my body wants to reject the thought of him at a party with Jessica tonight.

"You don't seem to care about how I feel about any of this anyways, so whatever..we'll just go with your plan." He shrugs, and the sadness he feels looks like it's oozing out of him.

"You know I saw you with Jessica today and it didn't seem like you hated her company all that much, so will you spare me the dramatic response?" I snort, as I fold my arms.

The icky feeling again. I know it's company too well. It's jealously and I hate it.

"What are you talking about? Isn't that what you asked me to do? Pretend to be interested in her?" He furrows his eyebrows together and he looks truly lost at my reaction.

"The thing is Timothée..I don't think you're pretending much. You have had sex with her many times. You must have SOME type of feelings for her." I shake my head at him.

Does he think I'm an idiot? How could he think that I believe he has 0 interest in her when even before all of this he kept going back to her. He even got her on birth control for fucks sake.

"Amelia. I'm going to say this again, Just because you put your dick in someone doesn't automatically mean you have feelings for them okay?" He lets out a humorless laugh.

My mouth falls open at what just came out of his mouth. I hate when he talks like that. It's disgusting and degrading, and it reminds me of his father. But his demeanor shows no shame, and he stares at me with no regret.