Page 29 of Venom
It’s no wonder that Ivy and I became fast friends. Boys just weren’t an interest, well, except for her brother and Psycho.
“Jiggles, she isn’t pregnant, they fucked six days ago, so how would she know this early? Besides, she was stealing tampons yesterday out of my dressing room,” the woman replies, but I don’t turn around, deciding minding my own business is the right way to go.
I go to message Ivy back to apologize for going quiet, the guilt for sleeping with her brother, the same brother I cannot stop thinking about, consuming me a little, but I pause when the whiny woman snaps, “Angel said Venom fucked her bare six days ago, Honey!”
Everything inside me goes cold, my fingers freezing.
He didn’t, he wouldn’t, not on the day we...
“I know, but that doesn’t mean she’s pregnant, like I said, she stole my tampons because she doesn’t want him to know she’s gotten her period because she’ll lose not only her chance at grabbing his cut but also her job. She’ll get her comeuppance, Jiggles, just wait,” the woman replies to her friend, all while my heart tears a part more so than I thought it ever could.
Guess my love never disappeared, huh?
“I hope you're right,” she mutters in return, and I look forward to see the cashier and the customer now shoving each other as the five different people in front of me film. But me, I stand here with my shattered heart, it keeps breaking bit by bit as I drop my basket and walk away without looking at the scene or behind me.
He slept with me without a condom, then went straight to Angel and did the same with her or did he sleep with her and then me?
I have the urge to get tested.
I quickly rush to my car as I type out a message, my fingers shaking, knowing Ivy, my best friend, knows he slept with Angel and most likely kept it from me. I can feel it deep down, she knows I slept with her brother. She has to, she’s the one who sent him to me on my birthday.
Me:
I know you know I slept with your brother, and I’m guessing you know he slept with Angel the same day and didn’t tell me, didn’t give me a heads up…. We need a little distance for a while.
I press send on the accusation just as I climb into my Fiat before the first tear falls and sirens echo from the distance.
I need to get home, I need, god, I don’t even know what I need.
Sniffling, I quickly start my car and pull out of my space before the cops can corner me in to break up the fight. I speed off down the road in the direction of the clinic, knowing getting checked is the best option right now, my mind finally catching up.
“Raya!” I hear as banging echoes on my door an hour later, and I flinch as I eye the front door. I have it bolted and chained, knowing he’s most likely got the master key from Blade.
Does it surprise me that Ivy told her brother? No, not really, but I also don’t know why he’s here, I’m just using his sister in his eyes, trying to upsetdaddy…
“Raya, kitten, open up,” he says softly, and I swallow hard, not answering him.
I got a clean bill of health except for HIV, which will take up to two weeks to get the results, but the nurse was optimistic. I, on the other hand, not so much.
I gave him my body and he went straight to her.
How could he do that? Why would he do that?
Did he want to hurt me that much, to tear me away from his sister? Well, if he did, it worked.
“Kitten, if you don’t open up, I’ll let myself in,” he threatens, and again I don’t answer. I bring my knees up and rest my head on them before a key is put into my door, and the handle goes down.
I hear him curse when the door doesn’t unlock, and he shouts, “Raya, open the fuck up before I break the door down now!”
My tears fall, and I grab the throw off the back of my couch and wrap it around me tightly.
I get it, he doesn’t know my history, and we’re not an item. He still could have respected me, and he didn’t. Now, I want nothing to do with him ever again, and worse, I don’t even know if my friendship with Ivy will survive this kind of betrayal, especially when she knows I haven’t been with anyone elsewillingly.
I know he’s her brother, but she knew how I felt about him despite how much I’ve protested. She knows I’ve always had her back, yet her brother screws me, then Angel or whatever order, on the same day, and the fact that Angel could be pregnant, and she doesn’t tell me?
What kind of friend keeps something like that?
A friend who sees blood thicker than water,the voice in the back of my head whispers, and more tears fall.
