The Girl Next Door

~23~

                                             " What started off as a simple altercation, turned into a real sticky situation..."

Monday, October 10, 2016

6:45 a.m.

Robyn Fenty

My alarm clock blares, knocking my out of my dreamless state. I slowly open my eyes to the darkness and feel my eyes start to close again, but the alarm clock keeps ringing.

I groan, my hand wildly slapping air as I try to shut off the annoying piece of plastic.

I finally find it and shut it off. My arm drops beside the bed as I try to find sleep again.

"Rob," I can hear a groggy, sexy voice say.

I groan, not moving from my spot, because truthfully, I don't think I can. My body is still sore from what happened Friday and getting up is the last thing that's on my mind right now.

The owner of the voice shakes my naked body,"baby, get up. We're going to school today." I recognize the voice as Onika's.

I groan again, not moving.

She shakes me harder but I shake her off,"Nika, gon' somewhea wit' t'at, I'm tired. Ain't gon' ta nah damn school."

I can hear Onika smack her lips, but I don't care. I snuggle into my pillow and soon, I can feel myself drift back to sleep...

Suddenly, the covers are ripped off of me and I can feel Onika rubbing her fingers against my exposed clit.

"Shit!" I scream, my body fully aware now. I try to get up, but Onika presses me back to the bed and continues assaulting me.

"N-Nika. Lemme go nah, I'm up!" I exclaim, my voice rising a whole octave. I can feel pleasure taking over my body, betraying my will and letting a moan come from me.

"We goin' to school, right?" Onika asks, rubbing faster circles on my throbbing pearl.

I moan, burying my face into my pillow and jerking my hips upward to give Onika more access. I can already feel my body threatening to give way and Onika hasn't even done anything yet.

"We're going to school, right?!" Onika repeats, slowing her rubbing down.

"Yes..." I moan out, moving my face so she can hear. My breathing is quickening and becoming shallow, an all too familiar feeling for me.

"Good," she says, pulling her fingers away from me.

"Wha' tha fuck?!" I scream, throwing a temper tantrum in the bed.

I can hear Onika giggle as she walks into the bathroom, making me more angry. How she gonna do this to me? That's flat out disrespectful.

"Ugh," I groan, lying still in bed. I turn my head to the left and pick up my phone off of the charger on the nightstand.

Checking the time, I see that it's 7:15 a.m.

I groan loudly and blindly walk through the darkness to the bathroom, scratching my stomach and yawning.

As I try to open the bathroom door, I see that it's locked. Ugh, that's a foul move.

I blindly pick up my school I.D. from the dresser and slip it between the crack of the door. I hear a satisfying click and I drop the identification card and quietly open the door, walking into the bathroom, squinting my eyes from the bright light. I look across the bathroom and see Onika in the shower, singing to a song playing from her phone.