Lily's POV
I probably seem like the bad guy in the story. But as always, I don't care, I never cared.
I hadn't gotten past blaming my parents' very messy divorce for my misdemeanors.
We had court hearings almost every other week. Like it wasn't bad enough, my dad always brought along our step siblings.
I hated the whole idea of it.
I know I came off as a child when I always asked them why they didn't just split and handle their shit on their own, but it was all really just annoying.
Strangers who, for all who knows, might have a messy family issue themselves sitting to judge my family.
I made enemies of all the attorneys and judges, for and against.
I just decided I had had enough of it all, and decided to visit a private bar.
I thought it was the drink when I saw someone who looked like Chase come in, so I didn't bother looking too much, for fear I'd embarrass the person.
"Has to be him." I said to myself.
He did what my baby brother called 'violent drinking'. Shot after shot, bottle after bottle. It was so bad the bartender was breaking protocol to stop him.
I heard the scream and I knew for sure it was him. I was happy too.
I was broken, he was broken. Life dealt me a good deal on that one
Next I saw Jessica slink up to him. I decided to wait it out.
She kissed his cheek, and he didn't fight back.
I knew what was about to play out would be such a good alibi.
I took out my phone and recorded them. Unfortunately, for Chase and quite surprisingly, he wasn't even strong enough to resist.
. It took only about a kiss or two to the cheek from Jessica to make him fully turned on.
Jessica brought out the animal in Chase as he grabbed her neck and pinned her to the wall. The light in the bar was quite dim, but not too dim to make out the bother of them.
They were providing a good show for the other customers.
Jessica's moaning filed the at and soon sprung all the other men with women on their sides to action.
The bar soon became an orgy, a sex picnic. Everyone was ramming themselves up, men and women.
It was a good break from the hell of the house I lived in.
I was probably gonna get grounded, which I eventually did, but it was worth it.
In less than five minutes though, Chase was done and out of the bar. Matter of fact, he pushed Jessica off so hard she banged her head against the wall. But that didn't mean anything to her compared to the sex Chase just gave her.
Everyone in school knew she was sex crazed and was on a dry spell after Chase left her for Emma. Jessica looked happy and victorious, despite the blood trickling down her face.
I walked out of the bar before she saw me too.
I was armed with enough videos and pictures to make Emma vomit at the mention of Chase and that was really all I wanted.
As I was saying, I was cool with Emma until I started having feelings for her.
Between the life my mom and dad expected me to live and their divorce, I had begun to feel many things, including sudden attraction to girls, not necessarily girls, just Emma for now.
That, coupled with the fact that she was also with a guy I'd always like was fucking with me mentally.
I spent nights fantasizing about us three being in bed.
I stole glances at Emma's tits when she felt bold enough to undress and redress in my presence.
I stole glances at Chases dick whenever I could.
Even while Gray and I had sex, I only had to imagine it was Chase and Emma to get fully turned on.
I started feeling many sorts of things towards Emma.
One day, I was jealous, the next I was angry, the next I was happy, still the next, I was attracted.
Gray and his story about her and her Mom killing his mom's brother didn't really change my mind.
Gray was just another guy on my list I wanted to think off. Being the mushy guy he is, he quickly fell for me and we were in a relationship faster than I expected.
I was still healing from the wounds Chase caused me, physically and emotionally, so I kept my burning attraction to him at bay.
I was still debating what to make of my newfound evidence when the golden opportunity presented itself to me.
I, unfortunately, couldn't hold myself back after having Ema breath down on my neck, literally, for minutes.
She was pissed over something I couldn't give a fuck about.
If only she knew that wasn't why I was avoiding her.
When I got fed up of hearing her, I did all I had been meaning to do. Kiss her.
Emma's mouth felt so soft and succulent.
I was jealous of Chase. I kissed her and did it hard. Damming all consequences.
"Lily." She said with water in her eyes as soon as Chase left us alone.
I felt bad, but I still had one more person to be sinister to, Chase.
I went out and had one conversation I had been dying to have with him all day.
Chase looked really surprised to hear it from me, and even tried to pull Grayson on me.
I purposely turned a blind eye on his numerous relationships. Apparently, Grayson was in an open relationship with one other girl, who I talk to and plan on seeing if Emma doesn't want to continue.
Sitting next to Emma and thinking about all this while sending her notes about how I was sorry and confused and acted on the spur of the moment, I swear I really outdid myself.
"You're sure there's nothing more to it." Emma said. "I really don't want us to be awkward anymore." She continued with tears in her eyes when we met at the end of school.
"There isn't, I promise." My face sure looked sorry, but I wasn't feeling sorry for the reason Emma thought. I was broken. She didn't want to swing my way.