Isabelle's POV
I watch everyone as they start drinking from their vodka bottles while playing, I look down at my bottle which is full and unopened back to Justin who's rubbing his thumb over my hand, I smile at him feeling warm in the inside.
"Ryan. Truth or dare?" A girl asks who I think she said her name is Tayra? Or Tana? Something starts with a T. Ryan looks at her in a skeptical way before answering "Truth"
"Last time you had sex" she says, I widen my eyes almost instantly, what if they ask me? I don't even want to get into sex details. I hate my sex life. I can't just talk about these things, not yet.
"Like, three months ago I think" Ryan shrugs, "no way man!" Justin widens his eyes, and I look at Justin and wonder when was his last time, an hour ago?
Jealousy suddenly hits me, and I start thinking how many girls has Justin slept with in the last month? Were they good? Better than me? I gulp while these thoughts run in my head.
I lean in and whisper in Justin's ear "when was yours?"
Justin's head turn to meet mine and smiles before answering "when was the last time we had sex? Like two months ago or three?" A smile suddenly draws on my face, and I just shake my head smiling and turn my head back to the game and notice they dared Dylan to eat a ketchup sandwich which is disgusting.
Dylan stands up proudly and makes himself a ketchup sandwich, I drop my jew "ohmygod I can't watch this, this is disgusting" I say and Justin laughs while I hide my face behind him.
Suddenly I hear bunch of 'eww' and 'what the fuck man' and 'there you go!' This is horrible.
When he's finally done, he sits back down and looks at me smiling "Isabelle. Truth or dare" I sigh and reply with "dare" not wanting to say bunch of secrets.
He smiles evilly "I need a blowjob. Give me a blowjob. We can go private if you want" he winks smiling, I felt Justin's hand tightens around mine. And I instantly remember Tom. Don't act weak Isabelle, you're not weak. I say to myself
"No" I say smiling evilly back, "you know if you say no, you're going to have to get naked right?" He says, I nod "I'm perfectly aware of that"
"So you'd rather get naked in front of us, all of us than giving me a blowjob in private when no one can see you?" He asks raising his eyebrows, I nod and Justin's hand get tighter around mine and I here him curse under his breath.
"Alright then, go ahead. In both ways I'll get satisfied" he smirks, I sigh and look at the group noticing they're all excited. "Shit" I say to myself "you don't have to do this" Justin whispers in my ear.
"It's the game's rules" I say, "just.. Please, don't do this" Justin whispers and I look at him, "just get out of this game" he pleads and I bite the inside of my cheek. "Okay" I whisper back noticing his tone of voice. He smiles at me and looks at the floor.
I look at Dylan who's crossing his arms smirking, "come on Babe, we all want to see what you've got" i suddenly feel disgusted, before I speak he beats me to it, "I've got a better dare, hear me out" he says smiling, I raise my eyebrows at him
"Make out with me" he says, I raise my eyebrows "I'll pass" I say, "get naked then" he shrugs, "i'll pass that too" I say, he laughs "oh Isabelle, my sweet Isabelle.. There's no getting out of this game. You have to stay"
Justin curses under his breath, "I have another dare for you" he says, I look at him waiting "I've never been this soft, oh god" he laughs, "you can get half naked and sit on my lap for the next five minutes" he smiles, and I look at Justin shacking my head and get up.
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