Chapter 2
the groaning that comes from Grace’s room is loud And breathy And way too low to be a
sign of pain.
It finally dawns on her
What She heard outside—the sound that made her barge into her sister’s
place uninvited—was not an ‘I’ve fallen and I can’t get up’ groan.
Something a lot more… private.
The bedroom door was closed
Delia Hayward (fl)
(My sister is an adult, so it
shouldn’t surprise me that she’s getting certain… itches scratched😳)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(But I still
remember her as the scrawny tween who wanted to be everywhere I was😊)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(It’s hard to reconcile what I knew of her to that of an adult who can…😶)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(I should go😳)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(Maybe I’ll call welles and find out where he is😊)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(See if we can meet up to get our own time in)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(A weekend apart was long enough to go
without holding him😊)
unknown
You like that, baby?
Delia Hayward (fl)
*freeze*😐😶
All of her goes cold.
Every. Single. Part.
Delia Hayward (fl)
(Why did that voice sound like my boyfriend of three years?)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(It can’t be Welles)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(Even though it’s the very same timbre)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(The very same husk that he uses when we’re loving on each other)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(It’s not him)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(Maybe it’s his brother?)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(Who am I kidding?)
She approach bedroom
door
Delia Hayward (fl)
(even if it hurts,I have to see)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(Have to know)
She push the door with her hand.
Delia Hayward (fl)
(Oh, my go—😨)
Delia Hayward (fl)
* gasp*
She was Terrified by the sight of her sister on top of her boyfriend.
She can’t
see what body parts are sticking into each other because a blanket is draped
over their hips
But anyone can guess by the way they’re moving that they’re not
exactly praying under there.
They didn't exactly notices Her
Grace Hayward (fl sister)
Yes Welles... 🥵
The next thing She did the
bag is gone from her hand.
Delia Hayward (fl)
*throw her bag toward Grace*
The bag slams Grace in the middle of her back.
Grace Hayward (fl sister)
* curses and sprawled down on Welles’ chest*
Welles Helston (fl ex)
*garbleds*
Delia Hayward (fl)
(The angle must have been painful)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(I hope she broke it)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(I hope he can never have kids because of it)
Grace Hayward (fl sister)
The hell?
Grace Hayward (fl sister)
*turn her head back to look*
Their gazes collide Deafening silence fills the room as she stares at her
Delia Hayward (fl)
(It’s funny the way horror crawls over her expression)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(If it wasn’t my sister and my boyfriend—)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(If it wasn’t my life—)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(It would be almost satisfying to see that split second of oh damn I got
caught slip into her eyes)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(But it is my boyfriend)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(And it is my sister)
Delia Hayward (fl)
(In bed.
Together)
Delia Hayward (fl)
*start trembling*
Grace Hayward (fl sister)
Delia Sis *gasps*
Welles Helston (fl ex)
Delia?
That voice belongs to her boyfriend Ex-boyfriend as of now
Delia Hayward (fl)
(It hurts Damn)
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