𝐱𝐱𝐯𝐢𝐢𝐢. calm before the storm

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━ NEUROSIS ━ CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

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NEUROSIS
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT.

━ NEUROSIS ━ CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT

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ONCE THE OTHERS HAD LEFT to head down to the lake, Jackie and Shauna took it upon themselves to find a quiet enough spot in the forest.

There were still things they needed to talk about, and since a few of the JV girls were still hanging around the cabin, it made that a little difficult. So, they had decided to go somewhere more private.

Jackie had more questions about Shauna's pregnancy. And Shauna had questions of her own for Jackie, about her peculiar reaction to Violet and Lottie. Although, at this moment in time, the Taylor girl had no clue she'd be put under the spotlight too.

"So..." Jackie started with a small smile. "Tell me everything. Was it... good?"

"I don't know, uh," Shauna shrugged, timidly avoiding Jackie's gaze. "It was just one time. It hurt a little. It only lasted, like, three minutes."

"Oh, Randy." Jackie chuckled. The more she thought about it, the more her face contorted. "Ugh, God, I can picture it now. Just... like, his little butt."

Shauna couldn't suppress her laughter at her best friend's words.

"Just right here..." Jackie continued to tease, waving her hands around in Shauna's face. "Moving around..."

"Jackie, stop." Shauna laughed, slapping her hands away. "Stop."

"When did this happen?" Jackie asked. "How could I possibly have missed it?"

"I have a life outside of you, y'know?" Shauna replied lightheartedly.

Jackie let out a playful scoff. "Oh, whatever."

"But," Shauna began. "It was the night of Mari's birthday party. You and Jeff left early, remember?"

Jackie hummed as she listened to Shauna's answer, trying to recollect the night.

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