Chapter 4

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Jonas' POV

The smoke rolled off of my lips as I took another hit from the bong that Elias had passed over to me. I could feel the THC begin to affect me and my senses and so I passed the bong over to Isak. He took a hit and lets the smoke roll out of his mouth like a cascade. Elias passes over a beer to everyone and we all drink for what seems like hours on end. We don't talk much since we are all too fucking high but it is honestly so nice not to hear Eva's nagging voice. As I think of her Elias speaks up.

"So what the deal with you and your girl? I saw her talking to Penetrator Chris last night and I mean, things looked pretty heated." I glare him for bringing up that asshole and my girl.

"Don't talk about her. I don't want to talk about that fucking slut." I retort back in my angriest tone. Isak shoots me a look and I roll my eyes at him. If he thinks I'm taking back calling her a slut, he's wrong. Elias laughs at my reaction and for the rest of the time, the group shuts up about Eva.

About an hour goes by and as I'm on my way back home, I get a text from Ingrid. I open my phone and look at her message and hope she is offering for me to come over

From: Ingrid
Hey Jonas, wanna come over? ;)

I smile at her text and then stumble my way over to house to have some fun for the night. I make my way to her house a lot faster than expected and when I knock on the door, she answers it immediately. She wears nothing but short shorts and a tight top which makes her look irresistible and suddenly everything that fills my brain, is gone. She motions me to go up to her room and once I realize that no one is home, I realize that her intentions are just as I thought.

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"Do you really have to go?" Ingrid begged while climbing on top of me, trying to get me hard again so I can stay for another round.

"Yeah I do. I don't think that your brother would appreciate knowing that I'm fucking his sexy sister now would he?" I say with a smirk as I sit up to meet her lips. We kiss with absolute lust and suddenly, I get a text from Eva. I roll my eyes and open to read what it says.

From: Eva
where are you?

I think of a response and quickly type back.

To: Eva
At home.

Within seconds, I get another response and I finally decide to leave the lustful situation of Ingrid and I. I pull up my pants and as I do, I get another text from annoying Eva. Ingrid walks me outside and once I hit the pavement in the darkness of the night, I read the texts.

From: Eva
I know you're not because I went by earlier and your sister said you haven't been home since you went out with Isak and Elias.

From: Eva
Whatever I don't care what you're doing anymore. I just wanted to see you and hang out but whatever.

I mentally curse myself for say that I was at home and rush over to Eva's house. Once I get there, I knock on Eva's window and get no response. Eventually I give up and as I do, she opens up. She wears nothing but her panties and my cock gets hard once more.

"Explain. Now." She demands and I speak to her in my sweetest tone I can.

"I went walking and just decided to be alone for a few hours, okay? I'm sorry I didn't text you." I say while reaching out for her.

"That is such fucking bullshit. I can smell pot. You were getting high!" She says while pushing me. Anger wells up inside me and I push her back.

"I don't know who you think you are to be pushing me but I won't tolerate it!" I say while slamming her against the wall. Anger is in her eyes and she places a rough slap to my skin which makes me only become more furious. I grabbed her neck harshly, choking her. I was done with this bullshit from her and I spoke harshly to her.

"Don't you ever slap me. Got it." I say while tears flow from her eyes as she loses her breath from my vicious grip on her throat.

She coughs and tries to regain the lost breath before I speak up once more as I climb out of her window.

"If you tell anyone what just happened, there will be harsher consequences." I spat at her face as she sat down on her bed. I watched her shake and before I left, she looked at me with her tear stained cheeks and I could see bruises beginning to form on her neck from my harsh grip on her seconds before.

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