Amy's POV

She was a fighter cock.

She feared no one.

No except...love.

She was ME.

Wrapped in sheets, smelling like Axe perfume and sweat mixed with the sweet scent of our bodily fluids and friction...my eyes have rolled to my brain and glued there for the entire hour.

His parents weren't home. Again. It didn't matter to us if they were home or not. We'd do each other's brains out anyway.

It was around 7pm when we left the library. We had a monstrous study sesh. One that fries the part of the brain to induce horniness.

Cynric was on his third round when someone was pulling into his mansion's driveway. My eyes widened. I held Cynric by his throat and cussed in the most seductive way possible.

"Come in me, come in me! Before the bell to your h-house rings, fill me UP—!"

The last one didn't even make it out of my mouth as a word. Cynric pinned his pelvis onto mine as loud groans escaped him. I thoroughly enjoyed my view from here. Being a pillow princess has its own pros.

The doorbell rang, Cynric shuddered. I smirked, however.

"Now, get our pizza," I demanded, chuckling as his face scowled.

"Are you kidding me? I can't walk, Amy!"

"Aww...is someone too weak after nutting inside a girl~?"

"...Don't hurt my ego, Amy."

And I giggled again, watched how Cynric wrapped the bedsheet around him like a princess's gown and ran out of his room to attend the rapping at the door. Oh, this delivery boy was too impatient!

However...

I sat up at once when a familiar voice came through. A girl's voice. Stressed and panicky.

Aria...?

"What do I do? WHAT DO I DO!?" She yelled at Cynric. Meanwhile, Cynric was trying to shush her. Not to comfort her. SHUSH her.

That was weird.

"Cynric, I need to fix our friendship asap or else everything will be ruined!"

"SHUSH! ARIA. SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Cynric whisper yelled as the voice of Aria was coming closer.

"If we don't do this as planned, I will just— AH!" Aria took her jacket off, tossed it to the ground, switched the lights in the room on...and found me.

Trust me, all of this happened in 2 seconds.

"AMY!? YOU'RE NAKED, DAMMIT!" Aria screamed and turned around.

...I didn't realise my state until she pointed it out. And I started screaming, too.

"I'M SO SORRY!" Cynric rushed to cover me, but Aria screamed louder when Cynric's sweaty buttocks said hello.

"CAN YOU JUST GO OUTSIDE!?" Cynric yelled. Only then did she think of leaving.

With my heart racing, yet...a few questions rising, I washed up and dressed myself quickly. Aria was still in the house, comfortably seated in the hall while rocking back and forth with a pillow. Her mind-gears were running overtime. I could see that.

I sat across from her awkwardly on the single couch. Cynric sat between us, a mutual acquaintance.

"I- I can't believe it." Amy started. She turned to Cynric who looked a bit...guilty.

"You're sleeping with her? What, are you two together now?" She asked.

"It's hard to explain, but yes, we are together, Aria," Cynric replied in a rather calm voice. Aria took a deep breath.

"Since when?" She asked, staring at the wall in front of her now.

"Since...last month," Cynric said. I quirked my eyebrow up because that wasn't an apt time. What's going on here? I think it's my turn to ask the questions.

"It's 9pm, Aria. What are you doing in his house now?" I asked in a rather nonchalant voice. Even for that, Aria scoffed and turned to me.

"We study together. We are neighbours going to the same campus." She replied sarcastically. I didn't like her tone.

"Look, we all are capable of keeping secrets. Why don't we just—" Cynric was trying to negate the situation, but guess who wanted to be a bitch out of nowhere?

"No need. Do whatever you guys are doing. I'm out of here." Aria said, walking out with Cynric chasing her down the street. I couldn't help but follow.

Hiding behind his mansion's last fence, I tried to eavesdrop. But they were talking too low. However, Aria kept shoving him as they argued in hushes. Why was she so upset...?

After what seemed like an endless argument, they split. Cynric turned and looked like he had just lost the world war. I ran back into the house swiftly.

When he came back...I sighed.

"Cynric," I called his name. He shut eyes tightly, as if he was expecting this to come.

"Who is Aria really to you, hmm?" I asked, trying my best not to let the green monster take over me whole.

Just when I thought I could mean more than just a gloryhole to someone...

"I...I can't explain it. Just listen to me, please? Don't go..." his weak voice wasn't strong enough to keep me seated. I passed by him, intentionally hitting his shoulder.

"You know...I thought I meant something to you. But you showed me what men really are, Cynric. Also...I should've known about this when your feelings for me fluctuated day after day...After a day. You don't take anyone seriously, don't you?"

I smirked, spat and shoved the truth in his face. Eyes wide, like I just slapped him, Cynric couldn't say a word to me.

"That's what I thought. I'm going back to my personal jail. Thanks for making my pussy wet."

And just like that, I walked out without a word.

I drove myself home, parked the car in the garage, in a confined space designated for me. How stupid. Why didn't I ever demand more space...?

Or...more love...?

Priority?

Before tears could roll down my cheek, I swiped them off.

Still feeling icky, I ran straight to my room to take a shower but guess who was there?

The mighty, sexy man...Dane...alone and sniffing a piece of fabric while moving his hand under the sheets...

...In MY BED.