Chapter 15.

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~Josh~

Damn, this girl head game is too on point!

What she say her name was?

Danielle?

Darcy?

Whoever she is, her mouth is blessed.

She deepthroats as I finish in her mouth.

"Damn ma, we might have to hook up again sometime." I say pulling my pants up.

She laughs and fixes her hair in the mirror.

"Josh, you know damn well I ain't gone hear from you again." She reapplies her lipstick then stands up straight. "By the way, my name is Dana."

She winks, then walks out of the bathroom.

Hmm...

Dana

I look down at my hand and see her number on it.

I smirk and then walk back downstairs to the party.

•••••

I leave the party around 12 with Dana and we go to her place.

And of course, you know what happened next.

After she falls asleep, I kiss her forehead, add myself in her contacts, and then leave through her window since her pops is downstairs.

I start my car and head home.

I think I'm really feeling Dana...

Plus that pussy got me whipped.

But anyway.

When I get back home I see my moms car is gone...

Again.

She's a lawyer and spends all her time at the office or with her clients so Sasha and I fend for ourselves basically.

I get out of my Chevy and lock it, walking into the house.

I hear someone talking upstairs but I ignore it, thinking Sasha is on the phone like always.

I grab some water from the fridge and walk up to my room across from Sasha's.

I'm halfway through the door when I hear something.

Fuck is that?

Ah hell nah.

Is that Sasha?

I sprint to her room and look around for her.

"Sasha?" I call, walking around her room.

No answer.

I'm about to walk out until I see a red pool coming from under her bathroom door.

Please no.

I call her name again and when she doesn't answer I open the door.

"Oh my god," I cry. ""Sasha?"

She drags the already red glass across her arm repeatedly and whispers, "Worthless whore, stupid slut, disgusting."

Both of her arms are covered in deep, red cuts.

Both legs have 'slut','disgusting',and 'backstabber' carved into them.

Blood is all over the floor and walls.

"Sasha?" I croak, kneeling beside her.

She looks up at me weakly. "Joshie? Joshie." She closes her eyes and smiles lazily.

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