Virtuously Evil [Book 1 of Animosity series]

Chapter 8: Drown a foe.

CHAPTER IS UP AHEAD!!!!!

Bro so like, I love playing Fortnite. But I had to delete it a few months back because I became too addicted to it. Then I just downloaded it again yesterday and I was just playing solo for the second time since the download and I GOT THREE VICTORY ROYALES BACK TO BACK WHAT. I never got one before on Fortnite Mobile. I literally gasped so loud and texted all my guy friends like "PRAISE ME MOTHAFUCKAS". Later I got to know that I'm the beginning when you start playing there are a lot of bots in the lobby. I wanna die. F's in the chat for me. 😔

(^^^I just came back to edit and what the fuck is wrong with me, like why in the fried fuck would I write that-)

The song kinda fits the chapter ;)

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I slammed my bedroom's door shut with a prodigious beam awning my face. I bounded on my bed, dug my face in the pillows and squealed. I squealed a few times, then I removed my face from the pillow and tried to serene myself, but after a few seconds I dug my face in the pillows again and continued shrieking.

I have a date with Jay. I have a date with Jay. I have a date with Jay. I have a date with Jay. My mind chanted over and over again.

After a few squawks and screeches, I somewhat soothed down, but the smile on my face didn't.

I ran towards the mirror, my beam not moving an inch and just stood there in front of it, looking at my flushed countenance and thinking about the kiss in the mirror maze. My hand involuntarily touched my lips as if the sensation still lingered and as if I could still feel those butter smooth lips move savagely against mine. My eyes closed as I remembered it, the kiss that happened not an hour ago. Just remembering the kiss made me feel elated and ecstatic.

The way his hands stravaiged up and down my body. The force with which he kissed my lips, as if he was claiming them. The way his body grind against my sensitive parts. And the way he could send electric shocks throughout my body as well as how he made me submissive just by his touch.

Those eyes. Those fucking hazel eyes.

That was likely the first time that he did not glower or scowl at me, instead he looked as if he I was precious to him, the possessive hold he had on me while kissing me gave it away. I always wondered how people read eyes, but now I think I knew how.

Calm down it's just a da- I HAVE A DATE WITH JAY- people go on dates all the ti- WHAT AM I GOING TO WEAR?- it's just a day where you get to know each other- DO I WEAR A GOOD LINGERIE UNDERNEATH?

Of course all my personalities started arguing in my mind fogging it with innumerable thoughts. Again, Jay was the reason why I couldn't think straight and clear.

This would be an ubiquitous news, and we would never hear the end of it. The thought wavered my smile, as I started overthinking. I already knew what the headline of the rumour page would be: 'FOES ARE HOES FOR EACH OTHER?' 'RIVALS FIRST HATING, THEN MATING?'

As I started thinking about it more, reasons for us to not date started weighing more.

Fuck that. I liked him. He liked me. Period.

While dreaming about Jay, a memory struck my mind.

This was four years ago. I did not know how to swim. I was shit scared of even nearing the pool. It didn't even make it better that there were no floaters.

As I saw all the pupils jump in the pool without any kind of protection and conversing with each other inside the pool, I started hyperventilating.

I was just sitting there alone on the edge of the pool with my legs dangling in the water, when suddenly two hands propelled me into the pool. My eyes stayed open for a few seconds as I continued to drown. Then it hit me, I was drowning. I didn't know how to swim.

As the panic kicked in I started chanting underwater. "Jesus, I didn't really mean it when I said 'I'm gonna die a virgin' and I'm really sorry for the time when I said holy shit, but ple- GRLGUSLSJJS" I chanted drowning. I was so scared that my Larynx pevented me from screaming. My body was in such a motility that it looked like I was having a seizure. If no one saved me, maybe I would've had one.

After a few more seconds of drowning, black spots started clouding my vision, until it fully covered my eyes and I fainted.

When I woke up I felt someone giving me a CPR, but before I could even get a word out, I puked all the water out and lay down again, coughing. As my eyes- which I'm sure looked like I just smoked seven pots-adjusted to the view in front of me, at first I thought I was dead and this was just a dream.

I saw Jay, hovering over my body, his lips were parted, he was breathing heavily while the strands of his wet hair were falling in his face. His locket was dangling in my face, as my eyes met with his.

The bastard propelled me into the pool first then pulled me out too.

As soon as we made eye contact, he huffed as if the whole situation was funny. Rolling his eyes, he got off of me and started walking away. My eyes then adjusted to the surrounding to see that I was in Anava's bathroom.

I was fuming at him for pushing me into the pool but also thankful for saving me. The thankfulness cancelled the fuming and now I didn't know what to feel.

I kept recalling memories when I didn't even notice that it had been three hours since I lay on the bed, smiling to myself like an idiot.

I got up, stripped and hopped into the shower. As the hot water touched my body, the sore muscles relaxed and a satisfied sigh left my mouth.

Tomorrow was going to be my first official date.

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This chapter is only 1000 words but I can assure you that the next chapter will be long ;)

Until next time bichaaas,

Aly.