Sandbox Love Never Dies

Jealousy

[ Warning: This chapter mentions sexual activities and is not recommended for people under 16. However, if you feel like you are mature enough to read this chapter by all means, please help yourself, but don't say I didn't warn you. ]

It was later on that night and Zoe was sitting on her bed, reading another book. She was nearing the climax of the book when her phone pinged with a text message. She marked her place in her book and picked up her phone, tapping on her messages and reading the text she had just received.

Hey I'm not sure if you remember me but it's Connor. I got your number from your old Facebook page and just wanted to say hi. How are you?

She wasn't sure how she was supposed to respond since she hadn't talked to Connor since middle school and knew next to nothing about him but she knew she couldn't ignore him so she quickly typed back a reply and went back to reading her book. She only got a few more pages in before her phone went off once more. She sighed and picked it up, holding the book open on her lap as she read the message over and over again.

That's really good Zo. Um I was wondering if maybe you wanted to hang out, catch up a bit and possibly grab a bite to eat. I really have missed seeing your beautiful face everyday.

Her insides twisted at the way he had called her Zo. It sounded foreign coming from him, and she didn't like that at all. Madison had specifically reserved that nickname for her, and she was the only one that was allowed to call her that. She left the text unanswered and resumed reading the paragraph on the page she had stopped at. The door opened and she looked up to see Madison entering. The blonde smiled softly at her before walking over to her bed and flopping down on it, crawling up so that her head was in her lap. She closed the book in front of her and used both hands to play with her hair, winding her finger around one strand and smoothing it out and then repeating the process. It was at that exact moment her phone went off once again and her heart fell out of her ass as Madison picked it up and read the new message she had gotten seconds prior.

"Connor huh? An old boyfriend of yours or something?" She had sat up and was holding Zoe's phone firmly in her grasp, her face slightly reddening at the thought of an old boyfriend contacting her out of nowhere and with really no good reason. She quickly shook her head and coaxed the phone out of her hand and placed it on the plain white nightstand by her bed.

"No, he was just someone from middle school that I haven't talked to in forever. I don't even know why he decided to text me, but I couldn't be rude and leave him on read. I only ignored him when he brought up the idea of a date. You have nothing to be jealous of Madsie, I promise." Zoe pecked Madison's cheek quickly and offered her a goofy smile, which enticed a pillow fight and two very exhausted teenage girls. It was early, but the days events had worn the both of them out, and so they climbed into Zoe's bed together and wrapped themselves around one another and before both of them knew it, they had both drifted off to sleep.

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The next day, the girls were out running some mundane errands and picking ingredients up for Cordelia, who instructed them to come back as quickly as possible due to the new threat that had risen, witch hunters. Zoe couldn't deny the paranoia she felt as she walked out of the shop with her blonde counterpart, who also looked paranoid. They held each others pinkies loosely as they went from location to location, gathering the things that they were requested to and laughing at whatever dumb thing caught their attention. As they were exiting the last shop and going to head home, a tall body bumped into her which nearly made her drop the bag of things she had but she caught herself and held onto the paper bag, looking up at whoever had so rudely invaded her personal space. Her breath caught in her throat as she made eye contact with the tall figure, who turned out to be none other than Connor, the boy who had contacted her sometime last night.