Read Between the Lines

Chapter 7: The only thing you wanted

She really couldn't believe her eyes. After all Anntonia's theories about players like her, there she was, all but humping one. How could she cheapen herself like that? She thought and she knew she was being a hypocrite. Girls cheapened themselves with her all the time and she hadn't particularly minded. She didn't think less of girls because they enjoyed having sex with her. But there was something about seeing Anntonia in that promiscuous position that made her blood boiling to its maximum.

She saw Kylie placed a soft kiss on the side of her lips and Anntonia giggled.

She fucking giggled!?

When Kylie's hands started traveling south, moving just past her waistline, she suddenly shot up to her feet without thinking because there was no way in hell she was letting those filthy hands reach their intended destination.

She stormed in and walk crossed the room in long steps and inserted herself in the tight space between Ann and Kylie. Both of them glared at her at the sudden invasion of privacy.

"What the hell Michelle Dee!?" Anntonia shrieked.

"A word?" She simply growled, not recognizing the low pitch of her voice, dark and dangerous and feral. It must have taken the girl by surprise, too, because she didn't say anything and simply stared at her with her mouth open. She never spoke to her in that tone before.

"We were in the middle of something here, Dee." Kylie hissed but she wasn't looking at her.

"Shut up! I'm not talking to you. And I don't care what something do you have." She told Kylie with so much anger but her gaze, all of it, was on Anntonia. And whatever her expression held must have shaken something in her, because she didn't argue as she took her wrist and led her away from the other girl, out of the living room, up the stairs and into one of the guest bedrooms of Max's.

She then shut the door behind her lightly, the soft click that it made isolating them in the dimly lit bedroom, away from the loud pounding of the music downstairs. And that's when she realized she had been holding her breath for God knows how long. She rested her back against the door and kept her gaze pined to the floor. Now that her anger subsided a bit, she realized how she'd gone off and done the stupid thing and thought that she had no plan for this. There wasn't anything she wanted to say to Anntonia. On the contrary, she was pretty sure whatever words rested on the back of her tongue needed to stay there and never see the light of day. All she knew was that she just want to get her away from that girl.

Fuck! Now what genius?!

"What the hell, Dee?" She suddenly heard Ann snap at her and finally raised her gaze. The girl was standing a few feet away from her, her hands on her hips and her nostrils flaring. She was fuming with rage and for what it's worth, she look more beautiful than ever. Like a vengeful goddess. "What is the matter with you? I had Kylie in a good way."

She lost control of herself and snorted before she could stop herself doing so, feeling Anntonia's words bubbling up in her throat, threatening her to burst out a laugh.

"Sure you did. It sure looked like it. You two were all but putting off a show for the whole party to see. Is that what you wanted, Anntonia?"

"What?! Wait... what if yes?" the girl raised her voice. "So what? News flash, Michelle Dee. I hook up, too. And you just ruined my chances for tonight because, what? You're suddenly jealous?"