Forbidden Touch. Part Three{Rewrite}

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The next afternoon was mellow, sun filtering through the blinds. I sat cross-legged on my bed, texting aimlessly while he lounged on the floor, leaning against the side of my bed.

He looked up at me and tilted his head. 

"Hey, there's a little thing tonight. Just a get-together. Wanna come?"

"A get-together, like with...your friends?"

"Yeah, chill vibes so it'll be fun."

I nodded slowly.
"Sure. If you're there, I'm good."



We exchanged numbers, a casual little thing but his smile at the time made my chest flutter.

By 8 p.m., I was dressed and ready. Olive and Marcus were already there when we arrived, along with a few more people I didn't know. I tried to make small talk but the vibe was weird, there was a sharpness in the air and i felt like I was being watched and judged.

One of the girls, a friend of Marcus nudged him and whispered something while glaring at me but I caught it.

"Why'd you bring her, she looks confused and she's so awkward."

He just laughed and said

"She's cool, just... quiet I guess."

I saw him laughing with her and she hung on his body and that stung.

Olive's face changed, she stood up and crossed her arms. 

"Seriously, Marcus?"




He jumped at her tone "What?"

"You're letting your friends talk shit about her when she's literally done nothing but be sweet?"

"Calm down, Olive, it's not that deep."

"Don't tell me to calm down and you know what, I think we're done for today. We're gonna go and we don't need any of yall's negative energy."

Marcus looked surprised, then scoffed. 

"Okay, whatever bro, we're only just fucking anyway."


Olive froze.

"Cool, then you got what you wanted, I'm done here" she whispered

She brushed past him and grabbed my hand, making me follow her out.

"Olive-" I tried speaking

"Let's go to your house." She croaked

We got to my room she sat on the bed, breathing heavily and wiping her face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would be like that." she said quietly.

"It's not your fault, they were just... shitty." I replied, sitting on the floor.

"No, they were real and that's the problem so that's just who they are but they're nice to people they know I guess" she mumbled



I stared at the floor and she sniffled

"Can we just get high and watch something on the TV and forget about them?"

"Oh, I do have another TV in here for my PlayStation but I've just been lazy to move it because I watch stuff on my laptop and I keep the PlayStation downstairs. I can connect the TV and we can watch something in here and smoke" I said

By midnight, we were halfway through watching Legally Blonde, passing the joint between us and laughing during the movie.

Her phone rang, she looked and the screen and rolled her eyes but answered and put it on speaker.



"Marcus, what?" She said, she looked so disgusted that I winced.

"Where are you?" He slurred

"What?" She asked

"We've been looking for you and we don't know where you are"

"Bro, i don't care" she huffed

"Were you serious about not wanting anything to do with us because I was just drunk so i don't even remember half the shit I was saying"

"Frankly, I wouldn't associate myself with people who want to be shitty towards a good person just because you guys are like that naturally. So yeah, I was deadass."

"But bro i-"

Click 


She hung up and locked her phone but he started calling again, so she put her phone on DO NOT DISTURB mode and we continued watching TV.

After a while and a few more joints in, we were watching Legally Blonde 2 but my phone lit up and it was Him.

I hesitated but Olive snatched my phone and looked at the screen.

"Don't answer." she said but 20 minutes passed and he called again, then i got a text.


**Are you awake? **

I left it on read but another ping came through.

**Marcus is feeling shitty about what happened and he's been trying to find Olive. I think she's with you but idk. Is she with you rn?**

I showed Olive the message but she shook her head.

I simply typed out "No" and put my phone down.

He sent a message but as soon as I opened it, I saw he was typing again

**Okay.**

I paused, exited the chat and waited for him to finish typing.

**How do you feel about today?**

I started typing but showed Olive the message but she shook her head and said to ignore him, so I erased it. I put my phone down and saw a notification from him.

**?**


After 40 minutes, there was knocking at my door. Olive and I both looked at each other and she cursed under her breath

"We should've switched off the fucking lights in the house" she grumbled

"Olive.....I'm afraid of the dark" I whimpered

"Me too" she whimpered and we both started laughing until we heard the knock on the door again.

My phone lit up this time.


I'm outside, please come out, I need to talk to you and I see your light's on.

I showed Olive the phone, she sighed

"Do you want me to prep you on this conversation because I can tell you like him but he shouldn't get to you, especially not after the shit he pulled today too by laughing when that shit wasn't funny"

I looked down and nodded

"Ok, so this is mostly what you need to say....."

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 16 ⏰

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