Destructive Decisions (Lesbian Story)

Second Interview

Chapter 8

(Devan's P.O.V)

I lazily laid on my bed as I stared at the ceiling, as I often did anymore. There was nothing else that I could do to occupy myself. I sat up as I decided to stare at the floor. It was so hot in here and I was only allowed to wear the clothes that they gave me.

I hated that I could no longer talk to Bernardo and had to be sectioned off. The only real person I could hold a conversation with was Amelia and she hated me, but I knew that I could seduce her. And if that didn't work, use the person in the picture on her desk, as a weapon against her. Watch her break as I smirked and told her my demands for my release.

I knew that she would be a tough nut to crack but I knew what a person like her was weak for. I knew how to get inside of her mind and touch the things that hurt her the most. She didn't know how smart I was.

I chuckled to myself as I suddenly watched my cell door swing open and Amelia stepped inside wearing street clothes. I smirked as I ran my eyes up her skinny jeans and stopped at her white button up shirt. "My eyes are up here Devan." She simply said as I flicked my eyes to hers. "I know where they are, I like to stare at your breasts better though." I said as I watched her glare at me.

"Get up, we're going outside after you change." She said as I smiled at her accent. Her Italian accent that she tried to hide was so cute. But then again, I loved any girl with an accent.

I watched her switch her weight to her other leg, uncomfortable with my stare as I stood up and stepped towards her. She stood her ground as I was mere inches away from her and could feel her hot breath hit my face. "You know, they might ask us if we've had sex yet. Maybe we should practice so that we don't have to lie to them." I said and placed my hand on her waist as I watched her eyes dilate and her face turn pale.

"I'm giving you three seconds to get your hand off of me and give me some space Devan." She growled lowly. I felt myself grow hot as I heard her voice so low. That was honestly the hottest thing that I've ever heard.

I bit my lip as I backed away from her and watched her stare at the wall, distracting herself. She cleared her throat before glancing at me one more time and then leaving. She was so awkward sometimes, like she didn't know how to handle a woman.

I reluctantly got dressed and knocked on the door to tell the guards that I was finished. After a few seconds, two guards led me to the front and took my handcuffs off as I looked over at Amelia. She looked so strong and independent as she spoke to Harvey about something. I actually kind of admire her, she is able to handle herself well and not be annoyed with all of the men here. If I was her I would have killed all of the men here...

"Okay, are you ready Devan?" She asked, pulling on a jacket. "Yeah." I answered as she fixed herself then opened the door for us. I felt her hand slide into mine as we walked to the back and I saw a camp fire burning with blankets around it to sit on.

I watched as Amelia looked for a place to sit so I grabbed her hand and pulled her down into my lap. I knew it had scared her because I could feel her heartbeat race against my chest. "Devan I-" "Just shut up, the neighbors are coming." I whispered and tugged down the collar of her jacket as I watched Lauren and her boyfriend and a couple of their friends walk up to us. They sat on the other blankets and I could barely see them because it was very dark outside and the only source of light was the fire.

I started to tug down the zipper to Amelia's jacket just to bother her as I felt her hand lightly grab mine but her grip harden until I felt like she would break my hand if she didn't loosen her grip. "Stop violating me." She whispered harshly before releasing my hand and it started to regain feeling. I just chuckled as her glare hardened and she looked away from me before anyone noticed her glaring at me.