Page 78 of Wicked Nasty

Ally's expression turns to one of horror as she realizes the truth of my words. "Oh god..."

A small smile tugs at the corners of my mouth as I remember being in Ally's position not too long ago. "Okay, so you both like each other," I say, gesturing between her and Ryan with a nod.

Ally nods hesitantly.

"What's the issue? Have you both admitted your feelings aloud?" I press.

Ally's gaze falls to the floor. "Yes, we have. But... we made a mistake. A big mistake that could cost me my life. And Ryan's."

I place a comforting hand on her shoulder. "What happened?"

"I tried to handle it, but he got really upset," she explains, looking up at the ceiling in frustration. "Now I'm trying to find a solution, but he keeps bulldozing over me."

I let out a sympathetic sigh, knowing all too well how these boys handle problems. "Fuck him. Do what you think is right. Will your solution actually solve the problem?"

"Yes," Ally replies confidently, but then her expression turns uncertain. "But there are other issues with my solution... And I'm not sure if it's the best choice."

Ally's soft cries echo off the bathroom walls as I try to console her.

"Then talk to Ryan about it. Talk to your friends," I suggest, hoping to ease some of her pain.

She half laughs, but her tears keep falling. "If you haven't noticed, I'm crying in the bathroom. I don't have friends."

I laugh with her, trying to lighten the mood. "Girl, same here. Well, actually, I have Penny and Cat now. They dragged me into their group, and I gotta be honest. I love it."

A small smile tugs at Ally's lips. "They've always been kind to me."

"They are." Reaching into my purse, I pull out a makeup wipe and hand it to Ally. "Here. And here's my number. We're friends now. And when you're ready to tell me more about this problem, I'll be here."

As she takes the number from me, I can already feel our bond forming. In this moment, we may not have been the best of friends, but we were there for each other - two strangers brought together by a shared experience in a bathroom stall.

Mydayatschoolis finally over, and I head home, eager to finish my homework. Suddenly, I freeze in my tracks as I remember the dreaded group project I have yet to start. A wave of frustration washes over me.

Just then, there's a gentle knock on my bedroom door. Katya peeks her head in with a warm smile. "You have a guest at the front door."

Following her down the stairs, I catch sight of my dad and Katya sharing a sweet kiss. It warms my heart to see them so in love.

As I open the front door, my eyes widen in shock. Standing before me is none other than the devil himself, smirking with an air of superiority.

Danny.

With a quick push, I close the door behind me before turning to face him. “What are you doing here?”

A mischievous grin spreads across his face. “Coming to see you.”

I raise an eyebrow, not buying his innocent act. “Why, Danny?” My tone is more statement than question.

He takes a step closer, invading my personal space. “Why? Oh, I think you know why.”

My cheeks heat up as he leans down and softly kisses me. I try to push him away gently. “Danny…”

But he tugs on my ponytail, pulling my head back as he nibbles on my earlobe.

My body shivers and I can feel myself leaning into him, unable to resist his touch. Every nerve in my body is on fire.

He huskily whispers in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. “I will never stop kissing you. Wanna know why?”

I whimper at his words, unable to control myself.

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