After what felt like an eternity, the sound of a car approaching the driveway was heard. Unlocking the door and stepping onto the pavement, I ran towards the two most precious women of my life. After a much needed family hug, we entered the house and after barely even a minute of silence (yes, the one before a storm), Emma begins. Here we go again.
Emma's pov-
Okay, so let me start from the beginning. What happened was that my mum wanted me to go to this boring dinner with a colleague of hers. I didn't wanna go but well you know how good mums are at emotional blackmailing. All dressed, we reached the house of her colleague and guess who opened the door, it was none other thannnn- JACK FUCKIN' FISCHER!. UGHH. AGH. Okay, so let me tell you this. That man is a walking greek god.
While he was showing us around, Emmelia walked in. The prettiest beauty I have ever seen. I'd seen her at collage a few times but why was she here?, I wondered. My first thought was that she was Jack's girlfriend. It made sense too. They are both soo good looking and seem like the perfect match for each other. She, at that moment, felt like the Heather of my life {Conan Gray reference}. Emmelia then saw us and smiled at our direction. She approached us and introduced herself and turns out, she and Jack are siblings?!. They really don't look alike. Anyways, knowing that they were siblings only made me happier. I had a chance with Jack Fisher. Am I in heaven?. I, lost in my thoughts, did not realise that I had zoned out for too long, only to be bought back to earth by my mum who had to literally shake me out of my delusion.
I did not realise how quickly time went by. Due to some curfew shit, we had to stay over at their place for the night. That kind of made me nervous, sharing a roof with him. Me and my mum were given a guest room at their house. At almost 11 p.m, we all bid goodbyes and went to our respective rooms. I had some trouble falling asleep as I have a hard time adapting to new environments. At around 3 a.m, I woke up and couldn't fall back asleep again. I needed some water but noticing that there was none, I decided to go to the kitchen and get myself a glass. As I was walking down the stairs, I felt a presence behind me. Just as I was about to turn around, someone tapped my shoulder. I, taken aback, was about to scream on the top of my lungs but I felt a hand over my mouth, preventing me from doing so. I spontaneously bit the hand placed over my face and felt the other body pull me to the hallway near the staircase. I, finally getting back to my conscious, looked at who it was and it was Jack in front of me, groaning in pain.
I suddenly felt terror and guilt gushing over me as I held his hand and started to blow over it, as if it would make the pain go away. "Are you crazy?", he said seemingly annoyed. I can't believe I blew over my chances with him even before it started. "Sorry"- I kept on repeating over and over again, feeling guilt to my core. In between all this, I didn't notice how close we were standing in the narrow hallway. And I was still holding onto his hand. I blushed slightly at the situation and he looked at me confused, ostensibly catching on to my thoughts. He chuckled and continued- "Can't believe you're all flushed after you just bit me. Do you, by any chance"- [he comes closer to my face and whispers in my ear], "like me?". What is happening right now?!. My heart beating uncontrollably fast, I whisper yelled- "What? NO. Noo, not at all. What are you saying haha. I'm just hot, that's all" and I kept on blabbering nonsense until he moved away, shrugging, and said- "okay" and left.
WHAT?! What the fuck did I just do?! NOOO. I did not just turn down Fisher. With all those disappointed thoughts {disappointed in myself}, I turned back to my room. After not sleeping a second the same night thereafter, I didn't see Jack in the morning before I left. Tragic, is all I had to say.
Eve's pov-
Taking a deep breathe, I sighed. I told Em about how we [Jack and Eve] study in the same batch and that how he wasn't that good of a guy. I mean I've seen him around quite a few times and it's always with different girls. He seemed to a a big player. Emma looked sad and disappointed as I told her the same and walked out of the living room, probably going to own room.
The same night, after everybody moved to their respective rooms to sleep, I was laying on my bed, unable to sleep. So, I took out my phone (expecting a text from him), but to my utter dismay, there were none. I start scrolling through our previous texts and that's when I noticed a weird pattern. It was almost like he could see everything I did, right in the same exact moment. My window's are tinted, so no way that's an option. No one enterers my room a lot either. It had to be.... CAMERAS?!
After thinking about it, I connected the dots. Yesterday, he knew they were on my street, because of the cameras?. That was the only thing that made sense. But, I had to know for sure. I had a messed up idea, but to test my theory, I did the most unethical thing a person could do in a situation as such. I know any normal person would be terrified if they got to know their were cameras installed in their rooms, but honestly, the idea just turned me on. So, I decided to have a little fun with him instead.
Knowing everybody was asleep, I locked the door to my room, switched off the main light and left the table lamp turned on. I reached for my bedside drawer and pulled out one of my makeup brushes (a vibrator shaped as a makeup brush. It makes for a good disguise). I set myself on the bed and unaware of the position of the camera/cameras, I decided that the middle of the bed was probably the best choice. I placed myself comfortably and started removing my clothing one by one. Fuck, this is going to be awkward, I thought but now long gone, I knew it was too late to turn back. I finally bought the vibrator closer my core, touching just the tip. Somehow, knowing the fact that he could be watching me right now made it even more enticing and got me really wet. I started on normal speed, slowing pushing the vibrator deeper inside of me. "Fuckk"- I moaned, slowly increasing the speed and thrusting the vibrator in and out now. I arced my back against the mattress at the movement, trying to control my moans. After a few minutes, I felt the urge to release. I pulled the vibrator out and started using my fingers instead. As i was already stretched, I easily put two inside of me at once. Biting my lower lip, I started to increase the friction. With my other hand, I placed the vibrator on clit. Soon, I reached my climax and fell over the mattress. Slowly, I lied back down, getting over the high I just got.
A moment later, my phone pinged and guess who it was...