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Sooner or Later...You Won't Resist Me [Ch. 15]

Sooner or Later...You Won't Resist Me

Previously: "Why do you think that? Is it because of what happened with Madison?" Courtney asked dumbfounded. Madison? Gawd lee, I haven't heard that name in nearly three years. I noticed Cory stiffen at the name. "Let's not talk about her," he answered sternly. Courtney rubbed her hands over her face, sighed and "Madison tried to kill herself...over her love for Cory."

Chapter 15

I stood there frozen, unsure of what to say or do. A part of me couldn't believe it. I mean seriously, I know some girls would do anything for Cory but...suicide? That seems too extreme to be true. My curiosity got the best of me once I realized I was making my way to the stairs to Cory. "He's not gonna tell you anything," Courtney assured me, she was still drunk.

She laughed softly. "If he won't talk to me about it, what makes you think he'll talk to me? I mean, he doesn't even like you," she told me. I stopped with one foot on the steps.

"I know he doesn't like me... duh," I said pragmatically.

She shook her head violently and gestured with her hand for me to come closer to her. I hesitated for a minute, but make it to her. "No, I mean he doesn't like you, as in he can't stand you. Everytime I tell him you're coming over, he gets all irritated and ask why I can't go over your house for a change. Haha, he's sooooo funny," she whispers to me as if it's top secret before passing out.

Wow, I knew me and Cory weren't the best of friends but, but I didn't know he thought that of me. I started feeling a little uncomfortable. I know when I'm not wanted and I would leave, but I can't just leave Courtney on the couch like this. So I made a decision that I'll put Courtney to bed then leave.

First off let me just say, Courtney isn't as light as she looks. I hooked her arm around my shoulders and mine around her waist, just to try to even us out as I struggled up the stairs. It took about three years until we finally made it to the top. I smiled with victory as I started dragging her towards her bedroom. I heard the shower running, Cory must be cleaning up.

I opened her door with my free hand and swung it open. I pulled her to her bed and dropped her on it, only waist up made it on. I'm sorry, but she's heavy. I took of her shoes and pulled her legs up until she was lying on her back. I took in a deep breath and let it out. Phew! That was a work out!

I silently made my way out of her room. I shut the door quietly, hoping not to wake her. When I turned around, Cory was leaving the bathroom, which was a few feet away from where I stand. He had a white cotton towel wrapped around the bottom half of his body, although it was low enough to see his V shape along his the front of his waist.

He had another towel rubbing through his hair, which made his abs stand out due to stretching. When he noticed me, he began walking towards me, well, to his room. Now, either I suck at reading people or what Courtney said wasn't true, because the look on his face didn't give off an angry vibe. I put his free hand on his door handle, not taking his eyes off of me until he entered. He left his door open as he walked towards his closet and...oh my God! He dropped his towel!

Not the one he hand drying his hair, but the one around his waist. He looked over his shoulder towards his door, he must've saw me standing there looking at him because he smirked and turned around. Is it just me, or am I sensing Déjà vu here? It wasn't until then I remembered I didn't have on any panties. "Where's my panties?" I ask him.

He turned around towards me, his 'friend' just hanging out. Yep, definitely Déjà vu. He had a small smirk on his face as he walked his naked self over to his desk. He opened the drawer and pulled out my pink laced panties.