"YOUR BODY COUNT IS MORE THAN 100?!" Lizzie screamed in Sammy's ear.
"Is that judgement I am hearing?" Juls asked, casually gulping down the bottle of wine. "And I thought I was the hoe, damn!" Takes another sip.
"I clubbed a lot when I was in London and America, okay? Of course one night stands always happened, and I certainly don't fuck twice unless we are exclusive, so yeah, more than 100 is about it."
"I only fucked one guy, and the sex was traumatising let me tell you, FOR MONTHS. Let's just thank God we didn't even look at each other for the rest of the years and no sex. Like I could barely handle it, I straight up lied I am asexual, and he pulled the I still love you and nothing his hands couldn't do. I just want to go and thank him and all the girls he fucked when he started cheating, I rested."
"How bad was he? I am dead curious honestly," Sammy asked leaning back, and tilted her head to face Lizzie and Juls, snuggling her hands in the hoodie.
"Let me tell you" Juls said.
"How do you know?" Lizzie asked now sitting upright looking at Juls dead in the eye. Don't get her wrong, she absolutely doesn't care who he fucked, but the idea of her bestie being one of them hurts.
"Remember Rebecca, the witch," Juls asked explaining herself before Lizzie kicked her out.
"Yeah?"
"Th wench actually recorded them fucking and sent it to the group chat, that group chat you left? That one, it was so dead I cried for you."
"WHEN WAS THAT?!"
"Like two days after you left, I tried telling you but you were off the radar, and I was like its not worth it, so I just forgot about it."
"On a scale of 1-10, how horrible was he?" Sammy asked
"Break the damn scale, infinity out of 10, in fact allow me..." Juls got up on her knees and put a pillow in front of her crotch, and started thrusting, no rhythm no coordination, and ugly screaming. Sammy threw her head back and laughed, Lizzie was so shocked, but immediately got over it, and started imitating her ex's sex talk.
" 'Yeah you like that dick, you like that cock, say you love daddy's big cock' Plot twist it was 4 inches,"
"YEAH! YEAH!" Juls kept on weirdly thrusting on the pillow.
"Two seconds later," Lizzie said in that SpongeBob SquarePants voice, and Juls started shaking like she was having a seizure and screaming weirdly.
Sammy was on the floor cramping from laughing, Lizzie had tears in her eyes, Juls was laughing loudly smacking the edge of the couch. And that went on for 5 minutes.
They went silent for couple of minutes, Sammy chuckling and heaving occasionally.
"Shit, I think I love you guys. She said 'two seconds later'. Oh God, my stomach hurts." Sammy said lifting the hoodie dazzling them with her rock hard abs, rubbing her stomach up and down.
"Shit, I think I like girls." Lizzie said, that one sip of alcohol she took hours ago kicking in just then.
"Fantastic news then. Cuz I have been trying to fuck you for a while now," Sammy said jokingly, looking at Lizzie with those awfully dazzling eyes. "But you been eyeing my brother, no?"
"I change my mind, I don't like girls anymore, that is one fine ass man that I need."
"Well, because I extremely like you, I am gonna try my best to swing him your way, immediately you hurt him, I am sorry but I don't mind going to jail again, lots of free food and pussy." Sammy said so casually snuggling her hands in her pockets again, eyes slowly closing.
"Again? You went to jail before?" Juls asked.
"Mmhh, like I came here right after I got released, been there for like, what, two years I think, I forgot mahn, I will remember when the alcohol is out of my system." then she opened her eyes, squinted and then, "fourteen months," she closed her eyes again.
"Can I ask what you did?"
"Yeah, you can."
And she was quiet, breathing softly, chest rising up and down. Juls and Lizzie sat there awkwardly waiting.
"You can ask, why are you not asking love?"
"Oh, yeah, umm, why did you...go...to jail?"
It felt intrusive to ask, but they were curious.
"Well, his mom is crazy, batshit crazy." Sammy breathed out. "I went one on her. Beat her to a coma. Her boyfriend at the time sued. Shit was turning hayward, I didn't want to tell Joshua I almost murdered his stupid mother, not that he would care about her, I just didn't want to him to be worried about what will happen to me." Sammy now almost sleeping, voice hoarse sounding tired. "And I knew he would feel obligated to open up about things that hurts him to save my ass, but he found out about it, he always does. Came to court, talked about all the crazy things she did, plus evidence and everything, I could see that hurt, but he is that kind of a person." She said eyes slowly opening and closing, looking at the ceiling. "So I got my years lessened, or that is what the lawyer said, I still beat someone to a coma, but when the reasons started popping up, the bitch's boyfriend started sweating a lot, and the prosecutor who was screaming more years than normal was mad quiet." She sighed, recalling everything. "And when the witch woke up, she went in as well, because he finally had the heart to sue her bitch ass." For the few months she has known Sammy, she has never cursed this much, and never with malice. Each and every single word was sharpened and with venom. "Good thing she will be there for a very long time. Hopefully."
Sammy opened her eyes and stared at Lizzie, this time eyes scary she could feel chill down her spine. "That's why I am saying, you hurt him, I will not leave you in a coma like I did with her." And her voice was serious, she was not joking.
"She is so sexy I could die," Juls whispered. Sammy chuckled at that.
"And you are a beautiful one," Sammy yawned saying that. A clear clue that she was basically shutting down.
"Honestly, this the reason why I hate being straight, see this beautiful human, and I still like pieces of shit. Annoyed." Lizzie said getting up, swaying on her feet. She slowly carried the plates piled up together and walked to the sink. She put them in and leaned on the kitchen sink.
"What hurt him?" She was curious. Based from what Sammy said, he seems to carry a lot in his stomach.
"Juls, we are sleeping on my bed, Let's leave Sammy.... Juls?"
Juls was comfortably sleeping on the couch, snuggling on Sammy's blanket, while Sammy was hunched on the other end of the couch, not looking comfortable and cold.
"Juls, you better get your ass up before I actually murder your ass," Lizzie said, trying to snatch the blanket from Juls, who just groaned and snuggled some more. Lizzie knew even if there was world war happening just outside that door, nothing would wake Julie up. But she still tried, because poor Sammy looked cold.
She struggled for a while, and finally gave up.
"Sammy. Sammy!" she whispered yelled.
"Mmhh, what?" She answered lowly.
"Juls happened to sleep on the couch and I can't wake her up, you can sleep in my bed, I will sleep here with her, You can get up right?" she whispered.
"No, is fine, go sleep, you must be tired," she snuggled more, looking more uncomfortable.
"ATLEAST SHARE THE DAMN BLANKET WITH SAMMY YOU WENCH!" Lizzie was one decibel away from yelling. Juls groaned and let go of the blanket, turning away.
Lizzie took that blanket and walked slowly to her room, dropped it on her bed and picked the bigger blanket.
"Can't believe this, Sammy will suffer a lifetime of pain in one night." she mumbled to herself walking down to the couch, smacks Juls legs out of pettiness and puts the blanket on them.
She walked to her room and throws her face first on her bed. She stayed like that for a while and faced up, staring at her light bulb.
Joshua was living in her head, rent-free. She sat up and looked around for the blanket she threw earlier. And her eyes fell on the sex toys on her bed.
"Well, long day tomorrow," she laid down and slept.