Never Letting Go (COMPLETED) BOOK 2

Chapter 43: Try (I)

Vanessa's POV

Today's Friday, and school got out for the weekend.

I'm at the dance studio, and I'm talking to Dana while we're on break from dancing.

"Seriously, think about it. What if she is yours?" Dana asks.

Dana is under the impression that Alayna is mine and not David's. The recent revelation of me being intersex doesn't help much.

"She can't belong to two people," I say.

"Yes she can. She looks just like you," Dana says.

"No shit. We're cousins." I chuckle.

"You aren't getting me." Dana chuckles.

"I am, but that's virtually impossible," I say.

"How?" Dana asks.

"I was on my period," I say.

"You being on your period is like me being on birth control." Dana laughs, causing me to laugh.

"No it's not. You don't have a 🍆, Matt does. It's totally different with me having it." I chuckle.

"How the fuck is it so different? I don't get it," Dana says, chuckling.

"It just is," I say.

"Is it not effective?" Dana asks.

"They said it wouldn't be on my period so I don't know." I shrug.

"That's no different," Dana says.

"Yes it is," I say.

"How?" Dana asks.

"It just is,"

"Which means that it isn't," Dana says.

"Whatever." I chuckle.

"Did you have sex with Normani around the time she was conceived?" Dana asks.

"How would I? She was with--" I say, before Dana cuts me off.

"--Stop. Think about it," Dana says.

*flashback, 1 year ago, No One's POV* {A/N slight smut}

Vanessa and Normani are making out on her bed. They break for air, before their eyes lock. "Please," Normani manages to say through her haze of lust, but it came out more like a whimper. Vanessa initiates the kiss this time, and clothing is shed in almost record time.

~

"Is this okay?" Vanessa asks.

"Yessss." Normani moans, rolling her hips into the younger girl's fingers. "Faster."

"I don't want to go too fast," Vanessa says.

"There's no such thing." Normani chuckles.

~

"More," Normani says.

"Are you sure? I mean, I have a--"

"--I know, I'm not blind." Normani chuckles.

"I don't want to hurt you...," Vanessa says.

"I'll tell you if you hurt me, okay?" Normani suggests.

"Okay," Vanessa nods, in compliance.