[Trigger Warning: Description of Voyeurism, exhibitionism, and bondage.]
Honestly, Kayla didn't want to go. Her friends decided to have another event and this time with everyone. Not everyone she knew, but the people they liked enough to invite. By they, she meant the 'Big Six.'
Something in her heart told her that the only reason she got an invite was because of Rory. Siao, Asher, Tyler, Nate, and Daniel didn't like her and she understood why. She didn't have the most charming personality but it was because of something that happened during her junior year that pissed them off.
Kayla organized a party that went too far and Rory couldn't stand the noise, so she stayed in a room in the house Kayla had rented for the party, but someone accidentally locked her in the room and no one heard the poor girl screaming because of the party noise.
Rory didn't want to come but Kayla begged her to and by the time, Louisa showed up because they weren't answering her calls, Rory had puked about ten times and she was crying so hard that everyone thought she was going to die. Aurora didn't like enclosed places or the doors being locked because of her kidnapping of Jordan.
Daniel had been so angry at Kayla but Rory must have begged him to not do anything to her but her play at a theatre house that summer was canceled for unknown reasons.
However, no one mentioned it again. No one. It was in the past and Rory wanted to move on so everyone complied as she was the most protected member of the group because of what she went through.
Kayla swallowed a bitter lump in her throat. Sometimes she wished she had the friends the girl had. They would go to hell and back to save her and the good thing was that she had Louisa but her relationship with the remaining girls had never been the same.
She rarely got invited to hangouts unless Louisa forced her to come. Her back straightened as she sat in front of the vanity mirror in her room. Beside her was her pill bottle. When she reached out to take one, she realized that only three were left.
"Only three?" She muttered with a frown. She would have to buy it but they were expensive. One was 10 grand and it only lasted for a day and sometimes two if she didn't overwork herself on the first day. But after that, she would become weak, coughing blood and puking out her guts. Was it worth it?
Unknowingly, she found herself reading the last few chapters of Deathly Hallows to know what death felt like. In her case, it would be painful according to the doctors so she would have to use medical suicide.
After she graduated, after Loui had written her book and published it, and after her sister had settled down, she would do it. So for now, Michigan Kayla Hastings stared at her reflection in the vanity mirror and did what she had learned to do. Put on the mask she never took off, even though she hated masks, she raised the corners of her lips and fucking smiled.
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"We've had so many get-togethers like the Isis resort and no one died, Kay. It's going to be fine. They don't hate you," Loui grabbed Kay's hand as they made their way into the lounge. It was probably one of Tyler's. How many lounges did the man own?
"Rory's brother Emiliano is going to be there and you know how he is. He fucking wants me dead, Loui. I swear!" Her stomach kept churning probably because of how sick she was going to be the next few days.
The pill only allowed her to be active through the pain because she only felt pain. This time, it was more twisted than anything she had ever had to deal with. It felt like someone was burning her heart while stabbing it multiple times.
Beads of sweat popped on her forehead. Oliver would notice. He would see right through it but she would lie.
"It wasn't your fault. What happened that day wasn't your fault." Louisa said softly and the auburn-haired girl snickered, doubting if she believed her words. It was her fault. Simple. She had accepted the fact a long time ago and had not forgiven herself for it till this day. Kayla sighed, tugging at her crossed-back top.
"Sometimes, Loui I feel like Voldemort half of the time, and the other half I feel like helpless." Loui stopped walking. Kayla had never been this vulnerable with her.
"You are not a villain and you will never be. Everyone had made shitty mistakes like me for example, I almost ran over a man when I was drunk. Rory has forgiven you."
"But they will never accept me as their friend," She didn't say the quiet part out loud. She never did and Louisa could be fucking delusional but she would never.
The night breeze made her shiver. It wasn't because of how her heart wheezed and how she could hear the beating. All of those things were normal. Her hands shaking and her lips losing color were all normal things. She was fine. She told herself.
They were the last ones to arrive. When has Kayla ever been early to an invite?
As the gazes of the people in the room landed on her, the conversation and laughter that were there all seized. She gave Loui a pointed side glance but her friend lightly squeezed her hand.
Oliver. Those deadly whiskey eyes were on her before everyone else. He took her in, inhaling sharply. She wore a yellow top paired with black skinny jeans and a high-heeled black lace-up wedge sandal. Not much was done for her hair as she let it down in soft waves and her face was bare except for the shiny lip gloss she wore.
But something was wrong. He felt it in his bones. Something wasn't right but he didn't know what. They couldn't act like they liked each other because their relationship couldn't be made public.
"Kay, Loui you're here!" Blaire boomed happily and Rory smiled at them but when she studied her friend, her brows furrowed.
Kayla didn't smile or have a joke to tell this time as she lowered herself into the sofas. She sat far from Oliver who raised a brow and she shook her head.
"I was thinking you wouldn't show up!" Rory said, relieved.
"I'm surprised she even came. She's never one to be on time. Nothing is worth her precious time." The mockery was clear as Emiliano peered down at her with those mean dark blue eyes.
"Not this time Emiliano. I was the one who made us come late because I woke up late from my afternoon siesta." Louisa defended her friend, shooting the bronze skin a glare.
"So now that we are all here, let's play a game of truth or dare." Asher clapped her hands, excitedly. The group groaned.
"We are not in high school anymore, Ash. Truth or dare isn't daring or rebellious anymore." Siao rolled her eyes.
"Not for you because you are dating someone but for the single ones, we can play the game! So who's in?" She asked but they all knew they couldn't say no. They wouldn't ask the couples to do anything with other people and there were only two couples, Rory and Daniel, and Tyler and Siao.
"I'll go first!" Blaire volunteered. "Doctor Nate Ardie, what is your favorite sex position?"
Nate almost choked on his drink. "Way to ease into the game, Blaire." Oliver quipped, amused.
"You're lucky I didn't start with you!" She turned to Oliver before turning to Nate. "So what is your favorite? If you skip you have to pay 10 grand!"
Kayla's eyes lit up. 10 grand would buy her pills and the life returned to her body. "Who do you pay to? I mean who gets the cash?"
"Whoever asks the question that the person could not answer. Why do you look so happy? Are you short of money, Kay?" Blaire chuckled. Years of lying made it easy for her to do so in front of many eyes, "Anything that makes my account richer is accepted, Blaire."
"I thought dating as many guys as you do at the same time your account would never lack," Tyler spoke, spinning the glass cup with alcohol content inside like he was talking about the weather.
The air in the room darkened as Oliver started tapping his fingers on his thigh. He was trying to stop himself from speaking. Kayla averted her gaze from him.
"Just answer the question, Nate, and let's get this over with."
"If you're so curious about my sex style Blaire, why don't I demonstrate it using you as my lovely muse." Nate flashed a wide smile at her and she made an incoherent sound.
"It's because you only know how to do the missionary position that you can't say it. It's okay to admit it, love." Blaire said like she was speaking to a child.
"I already offered to show it to you but maybe because the fearless Blaire is afraid she can't handle what I might bring."
Interesting. So was Blaire over David or was the sexual tension made up in Kay's mind? She glanced at Rory who gave her a knowing look.
"Alright children! We don't need to hear more of your bedroom desires!" Rory covered her ears and shuddered.
"But we do." There was a mischievous glint in Asher's eyes. "Scratch truth or dare, that's child play. We will all go around sharing our sexual fantasies!"
"What? No! Asher that is private!" Siao stared at her best friend, horrified.
"Private my ass." She snorted. "Who wants to go first?"
"This is insane! Oliver tell your sister to shut the fuck up!" Emiliano demanded and Oliver chuckled at the man's words.
He didn't like the way he had spoken to his Hastings. "Imagine if I told your sister to shut the fuck up? If you don't want to play, fuck off."
The two men sized each other up. The tension between everyone today was not right.
"My sexual fantasy is very dark. I've always wanted to get fucked on a plane by the flight attendants and the pilot. One big orgy party in the sky!" Blaire quickly said to stop whatever fight was about to ensue.
"Can I say ew? Because what the fuck? I can never unhear that again." Rory made a gagging sound.
"What about you, Rory? What sexual fantasies would you like to play out with Daniel?" Nate smirked.
Rory blushed, "I've always wanted to use a butt plug while being fucked senseless."
Daniel's eyes almost popped out. The only reaction anyone had seen from him tonight. "You what?" Both of them had done a lot of things but this? Fuck.
Everyone laughed. "Shit! Looks like Daniel has thoroughly corrupted our sweet sleeping beauty!"
"I did not have to hear my sister's sexual fantasy today of all days. Please make this game stop or I will have a seizure." Emiliano closed her eyes, grimacing and this made them laugh again.
Daniel whispered something into Rory's ear and she turned a bright red again.
"Fuck I'm getting turned on by all this sex talk! Asher, you're next!"
"I want a threesome, all my holes being fucked. Like, imagine the sexual pleasure from all that." Asher moaned, her eyes tranced and Oliver scrunched up his nose. Disgusting was one word for what he was feeling. Kayla laughed at his reaction.
"It's not funny, Hastings. Imagine your sister telling you she wants a cock in her." He eyed her.
"And? This is a free country. If she says she wants a cock in her, I'll gladly recommend where she can get some." She retorted, giving her signature smile.
"Now that's my Kayla!" Blaire grinned.
"And what's your sexual fantasy, Loui? I'm sure you have one, given that you spend your nose all day reading the most asinine demonic things known to man." Nate tilted his head to the side, watching the shy girl.
"None of your business." She deadpanned before sipping her drink.
"Damn, she's feisty. Guessing she's like that in bed. Is she like that in bed, Kayla?"
"She is. Too bad you'll never get to know the feeling."
"Nate?"
"I would get off on watching her fuck other people and then I'll begin with her by using temperature play. If I'm hot, we'll use wax, if I'm cold, we'll use ice cubes. I want her thoroughly fucked before I begin and show her what it means to scream for more, testing your body to see if it can handle that much pleasure." The girls took a sharp intake of breath. Nate looked pleased with himself at the reaction.
"Sometimes I imagine myself fucking her on an operating table, fresh out of surgery, covered in blood. Fuck, now that one gets me."
"I volunteer to be a part of your fantasies!" Blaire raised her hand and Kay slapped it down. "Loui, are you writing this down?"
"What about Emiliano the magnificent painter?" Tyler arched a brow at him.
"Exhibition. I would bend her over and make love to her in a public place where you can't have sex just to show to the world what they can never have." He was satisfied at his sister's jaw-dropping.
"All you guys are animals! Wild animals!" Kay shook her head. What would Oliver's fantasy be
"Alright, alright let's ask our celibate uncle what his desire is!" They all turned to look at Oliver.
"Oliver? His dick is like two inches and I'm not sure he can even get aroused, let alone have a bad thought in his head."
Kayla folded her lips to hide her smile. She bit her tongue so she wouldn't speak. Oh, how wrong they all were. His cock was huge and she hadn't seen it yet but if he put it in her, she would break into two.
"You never know who the bad ones are, Siao," Asher said mysteriously.
Oliver didn't say anything. "See? He can't speak. He doesn't know how-"
"I would torture her with waiting." He began, his long veiny fingers still drumming on his thigh but his eyes pinned Kayla down. This was bad. She gulped. The intensity of his stare made her thighs clench.
They all leaned in, interested that Oliver had something to say. He had never been with a woman before.
"I would tie her up with a chain and she would be naked, her legs spread wide on the bed, watching other people fucking roughly." Kayla's breath hitched. Her chest heaved slightly but she tried to calm herself down. Fuck. He licked his lips, enjoying his work.
He would display her nice cunt like a virgin ready for sacrifice.
"Fuck Oliver that's harsh," Daniel said, toasting to his friend.
"Oh, I'm not done yet. I won't touch her as I slide into her. She would yearn for my touch but I won't touch her, just watch her squirm and scream my name, begging me for release but she won't cum until I'm doing having what I want. It would break her, slowly. She would crumble with so much ecstasy that it would almost drive her mad. That's…" his eyes never left Kayla's, "is what I would do my dear friends."
Kayla dropped her glass to the floor and blinked. 'Fuck me.' She was dead and the wolfish smile he sent her way, was proof of that. What had she gotten herself into?