Make Love To Me

Faded

Annalie POV

I sat on the chair in an oversized hoodie. I pulled the hood up, in an attempt to cover my face. My "parents" sat on two chairs opposite to me. The big, long conter stood between us.

I folded my arms on the counter, tensed. I couldnt cry anymore, so I sat there feeling numb.

I glanced up to see dad looking pained and full of sorrow. He was no longer the rich, powerful business man, but a helpless step father.

Mom, on the other hand, was calm, her face glistening with tears.

Dad clears his throat. 'Anna', he addresses me. I look down at my now tightly clutched hands.

'Anna', he tries again. I sigh and look at him, trying to keep my face blank. 'I know its hard for you to digest all of this, but---'

'But I have no other choice other than to embrace the truth', I interrupt him harshly. Dad flinches, then sighs deeply.

'Sweetheart', mom whispers,'please let daddy talk'.

I scowl at my hands.

'As I was saying', dad says, 'I know this is hard, but you should know the whole story. Your mother had three miscarriages, so when her fourth pregnancy was going smoothly, we were all excited. But during the delivery, the child died.

'I knew your mom would collapse if she comes to know about this, so when a wealthy woman came with a newborn baby girl, you, I accepted the offer.

'We were ecstatic, especially your mom. So, I thought to keep this a secret. But the guilt was killing me. Hence, I told your mom the truth'.

Silence.

'Did you pay that woman?', I asked.

'Pardon?', he asks.

'DID YOU PAY THAT BLOODY WOMAN MONEY FOR ME?!!', I yelled, fists clenching.

'Y...yes..yes', Dad stuttered.

Thats it.

All hell broke loose right there,  right then.

I stood up, slamming my palms on the counter. 'So I am some product that you payed for. Nice to know.....father', I spat.

Dad and mom stares at me in shock as I run to my room, finally breaking down.

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Nadine POV

I just cant believe that Allen slapped me in public. What the hell did I do?

He slapped me when I asked that.

'Dude, I just slept with a guy. I didnt know he was your friend', I saay, rubbing my cheek.

Allen looked scary, with hollow eyes and disheveled hair, his eyes spitting fire.

'I dont want to see you ever again. Get the fuck outta here, bitch', he says harshly.

I crossed my arms, causing my boobs to almost fall out, in an attempt to flirt.

But he didnt even glance at it.'Like what you see?', I ask seductively, shaking my boobs a little.

'Fuck off. I aint liking anything but the idea of shipping you to hell', he says, rolling his eyes. 'Oh, and take this', he says, and flings the bacelet I gave him two years back on my face.

He turns around and jogs away from me. I roll my eyes, but why do I feel a pang on my chest to see him go?

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Allen POV

I recieved a text from Anna:

Coming over tommorrow. Get ready to teach me :)

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