Screw Me Over ✔️

Jana

*A/N: What's up, folks?! Just a warning, there is a mention of abuse in here. If you don't feel comfortable, don't read it. Skip over that part if you really have to. Remember to see all trigger warnings at the beginning of the story!

Anyway, tell me your thoughts on the story so far. What did you think about Trent and Nikki? Justin seems like a real bother, huh?

What about Carmon and Trent doing the do? Aren't you not supposed to sleep with your bosses? What do you think? 🤣

Tell me your thoughts because I'd really like to know.

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Alright, you may continue. 🤫💜

"Carms, you fucked your own boss? Well, shit. Did you get a raise out of it?" I asked as a chuckle came from my lips. I mean, come on. You should at least get something out of it, right?

We were sitting on the couch and talking about our days. I just got off from my job for the local newspaper with the thought of leaving that place on my mind. My supervisor is a pain in my ass and continues to flirt with me as if I were into him. The life of a good-looking lesbian, huh?

"No. It just happened. It was something like I've never felt before. He touched me in all the right places, touched me softly, and didn't want to let me go. Jana, it set my soul on fire," Carmon said as she smiled to herself and leaned against the couch. Dude must have put her under some kind of love spell.

"Oh shit. Someone's in-"

"Hell no! Don't even say it! With that punk?! I don't think so. It was just a moment of sensual release. We can go on about our days and be professional again," Carmon interrupted with a small chuckle coming from under her breath...

I could see through her muse. She didn't want to believe what she said. She enjoyed being intimate with her boss and knew that.

"Carmon, sometimes, you don't know how to hide your feelings. You really care for this guy," I spoke as I took a sip of water from my water bottle.

Rolling her dark brown eyes in denial, she scuffed "Whatever, Jana. Anyway, Loraina needs me to drop off something. I'll be right-"

My hand fell over her breast and pushed her back onto the couch. While it was a slight turn on touching her like that, it was meant to block her from going over...there again.

By there, I mean Heath's house. She found every excuse in the book to keep going over there. As her friend, my job was to help and protect her. Keep her from anything that may harm her, you know?

"First of all, you will stay right here. He doesn't deserve whatever Loraina is trying to give him anyhow," I said as the drawing fell into my hands.

My mind wondered where Loraina was anyway. Usually, she comes in and interrupts our conversations for a glass of juice or has Carmon's panties on her head.

"Jana, that's still her father. He has every right to be in her life even if it means he gets just a picture from her. I'm going to go ge- I mean...I'm going to drop it off at his house," Carmon said as she sat up and looked at me.

"That's the thing, Carmon. He's not even trying to be in her life. You're forcing it on him. You know what? Since Jessica made it perfectly clear that YOU can't see him, I'll take it to him. You know you're not allowed to be over there," I said as my eyes landed on a beautifully drawn picture of Loraina and her parents.

She drew a sunset behind them as they all held hands. The words 'I love you' spread out across the drawn skyline and it made my heart hurt. Not just because Jess and I couldn't have children of our own, but because Loraina really loved her father. He just didn't care.