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"Could you ever love me that way?"

Chapter Theme Song: 'Could you ever love me that way' by Nikki Flores. (For Vicky & Max)

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Chelsy

Vicky was finally here and we were all sitting around in a circle to play 21 questions, Shelly's idea and Max stupidly agreed, but something told me she was up to something. This game was where we spun the bottle and whoever it landed on got to ask anyone around the table a question and they would have to answer truthfully. The whole time I sat there, my facial expression was so indignant that Nathan noticed, but I wanted him to. Why was Shelly in his room after he had definitely told me she had a separate room and wasn't allowed in his? Plus, his mother wasn't even home.

My phone dinged in my jeans, and I pulled it from my pocket to see a text from the devil.

Okay maybe 'devil' was a little too extreme, but that was what he got for allowing the witch inside of his room.

*You okay?

-Nate

I looked up at him, and he raised a brow, his phone in his hand.

Still maintaining my irritated expression, I typed a response.

*Was Shelly in your room?

-Chels

I watched his facial profile, and he looked a bit stunned. I took that as a yes.

*Yeah. But nothing happened. Was going to tell you all about it but haven't gotten the chance.

-Nathan

His response made me feel far worse. I unintentionally disregarded the rest of the sentence and only saw the word: "Yeah." That was all I needed to hear.

*You're an ass.

-Chels

Immature, I know. But I don't think straight when I'm jealous.

Nathan read the message then looked up at me with a face that said 'really.'

I nodded incessantly and looked away, pushing my phone back into my jeans.

"You okay?" Vicky whispered.

I nodded. "Yeah...I think," I whispered back.

"Chels, the bottle landed on me, so can I ask you a question?" Shelly said, snapping me from the whispered conversation between Vicky and me.

"Yeah...okay." I shrugged.

I prepared for whatever twisted question she was about to ask because at every chance she got, she would try to bring me down.

She smiled. "Did you really not have sex with Brad?"

And there it was.

Nathan clenched his jaw, and Max looked at her. "It's fake, Shelly, the picture you saw was not real."

She shrugged. "Whatever but that doesn't mean she hasn't ever done it, have you ever had sex with anyone, Chelsy?"

I sighed. "That's two questions, I am only allowed to answer one, but I will answer both. I didn't have sex with Brad and I am a virgin, happy?"

She forced a smile, but I could see the deep hatred in her eyes.

The circle grew quiet for a while before Max spun the bottle, and it landed on himself. "Shelly, can I ask you?"

She grinned. "Yeah, okay."

"Are you a virgin?"

She chuckled lightly, pushing her hair back from her face. "No. I am not."

I had a thought. Though this couldn't justify, but she came onto guys too professionally.

Max smiled. "Bad girl, huh?"

"When I want to be," she said with a smile. "And for who I want," and saying that last statement, she bit her bottom lip, looking over at Nathan. He looked away from her as soon as their eyes met, looking uncomfortable and a bit peeved.

I rolled my eyes and sighed.

Three weeks was taking way too long, even though this was just the first day of the turmoil.

The bottle was spun and landed on Shelly again, unfortunately.

She grinned, shooting her eyes over to Vicky. "Your turn, Vicky," she said.

Vicky shifted uncomfortably in her spot, and I waited to see what she had up her sleeves again. There was no way she could think to target Vee; she barely knew her.

She tapped her chin as if to think, then her face lit up, and she spoke: "Do you like anyone around this circle?"

I looked at her with wide eyes, and Vicky squeezed the hem of her dress, looking nervous at the question.

The look in Shelly's eyes told me she knew something and perhaps knew more than we did.

Vicky looked down. "Y-yes...." She said softly.

Nathan and Max looked surprised at the response, and I noticed how Vicky's hands were shaking. She didn't want anyone to find out this way, and she wasn't ready for Max to know yet.

Shelly smiled smugly. "Who is it, darling? Who's the person you like?"

I didn't like this. My best friend looked terrified, almost on the brink of tears, and I couldn't sit and watch Shelly humiliate her. Never.

I shot angry eyes at her. "Stop, you already asked her a question, she is not entitled to-"

"Shut up, Chelsy, who do you like, Vicky?"

Vicky closed her eyes, not uttering a word.

"Is it Max, Vicky?" She pressed, an amused look on her face.

Max looked stunned, and Nathan was too, but they didn't say anything. They must have been lost for words.

This was not fair for Vicky.

"It's Max, isn't it?" Shelly said again.

Max sighed, a sympathetic look in his eyes. "Shelly, stop it."

"Don't you want to know, Max? How she really feels? I see the way she looks at you when you're not looking, she's dying to be with you, aren't you, Vicky?"

I noticed Vicky's eyes were teary as she got up quickly, keeping her head down. "I am leaving," she walked away hastily and made her way through my front door, holding back tears, and I darted eyes of fury to Shelly. "You're a bitch," I cursed, getting up and chasing after my bestfriend.


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