While Veronica was stroking down her boyfriend, I looked through the post with an extract from my diary that was posted allegedly by me on Facebook. Naïve Emma, you thought they forgot about you? It's strange that I didn't notice the vibration after reading the diary.
Why is it supposed to be bad that I hide this part of my life? Do I have to scream that I dream about sleeping with Mike without taking off the clothes? I try not to look at anyone and press myself against the wall. Looking at the screens on the ceiling, I realize that I'm indifferent to that post. Yeah, everyone knows how dissolute I'm and so what? They'll forget about it anyway.
All of our phones vibrate: I see a message from Sam with a link to that video that we had to watch a few minutes ago – I immediately put my phone in the pocket of my pants. Sam and Veronica didn't even take their phones: it was obvious the message was sent out to everyone.
Mike started approaching me and I shook my head no, letting him know that I don't want to talk to him.
"Your fetish is not such a big deal," Kate said suddenly, standing next to me, "everyone has some peculiar tastes and preferences: you just have to accept it."
"You'd better go support Sam," I said discontentedly.
"What can I say to him? That I'm watching porn, too? I doubt my answer will help him somehow: I'll make someone feel bad. Again."
"Wow, looks like Mike really knocked some sense into you. Literally."
Wait, I think I said something bad again.
"I'm sorry!" I pursed my lips from the awkwardness. "It just came out."
"It's okay," Kate said calmly. "I think someone had to tell me where to get off! There is no other way. You're doing great by the way."
"Meaning?" I was surprised to hear her say that, since she has never done it before.
"You stopped being afraid of saying what you want to say. It's a good quality, but use it in moderation. If you cross the line, you'll get knocked down," she pointed her finger at her bandaged forehead.
We laughed. Maybe somewhere inside of Kate there is still kind and good Angelica?
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The Wheel
Mystery / ThrillerWhat do you hide from people the most? Your biggest fear? A shame? A weakness? A fetish? A sin? A quirk? A lie? Imagine you are forced to talk about your darkest secret in front of everyone you have ever known. "The Wheel" is an action-packed psycho...
