I took out my phone and booted up my favorite porn. I felt so dirty watching porn, knowing it was supposed to be a thing girls didn’t do. A lot of it was dumbly made, and definitely not for girls, but something about that excited me too. I found something hot I ‘shouldn’t have.’ I liked that. I moved my hips back and forth to meet my magic wand, working its magic on my love button, watching some hung buff guy absolutely destroying a girl half his size. It was almost a shame I was taller than the average girl. I would have loved to be destroyed like that.
My orgasm came swiftly and powerfully, and as always, I did not hold back my cries as I felt energy surge from my pussy. I liked that word, pussy. It felt so degenerate, almost childish in its openly reductive nature. My needy little pussy.
I panted heavily, feeling myself coming down from my high. I couldn’t wait until I could get a guy that would eat my pussy, I bet that was going to feel amazing. I traced lines around my inner thighs again, feeling out if I wanted to go for round two. It would be far from the first time, and the porn video was only halfway through. Since everything was already prepared, it would be a shame to waste the opportunity. I closed my eyes and bit my lip, feeling the wand get closer to my clit again.
***
“You what?!” I exclaimed.
Maddie shrugged. “I hung out with Cam yesterday,” she repeated quietly. “It was kind of fun.”
I turned to Heather. “Did we not talk about, like, all the red flags he’s ever shown anyone ever, multiple times?” I asked.
Heather nodded grimly. “You need to be careful, Maddie,” she joined in. “He never just does this for girls because he likes their personalities and thinks they’re cool. He always wants something.”
Maddie paused, then moved her mouth around in thought. “I mean… there are worse things.”
“Are you serious?” I barked.
“I’m just saying! I find him cute, he finds me cute, what’s the harm?” she defended herself.
“The harm-” I started, though Heather gestured that she wanted to try, so with great restraint, I stopped myself.
“You find him cute in a way where you want to spend more time with him and get to know him better,” Heather began. “Which is totally valid. Love that. But he finds you cute in, like, a fascination way. Like, he wants to have you until he gets bored. He might say he wants something real or whatever but that’s only to get what he wants. He’s never made the exception with any girl. He will dump you when you feel the strongest for him. He will cheat on you. He will turn around and say you said and did things to make him look better, things you never said and did. We all know it.” I nodded along the way with every word Heather said.
“I don’t get why this turned into a ‘fuck Cam’ party,” Maddie said with a pout.
“…When has it not been that?” I asked.
“We get he’s cute,” Heather explained.
“I don’t,” I cut in crabbily.
Heather shot me a look, then continued. “But he’s just not worth it. Admire him from afar if you have to do anything. Just don’t engage.”
Maddie sulked as the three of us finished our food. We didn’t talk about a lot more – mainly just classes and stuff. Annoyingly, and worryingly, Maddie was getting increasingly less interested in any topic other than Cameron. That was always part of the story; the girl becoming obsessed. I would be dead in the ground before I was going to let Cameron get to my friend too.
Clearly, though, his sights were set on her. Just as we talked about getting up, we heard his voice from across the cafeteria. “Hey, Maddie!” All three of us turned to see his crooked grin and waving hand. Maddie enthusiastically waved back. Heather and I exchanged worried glances.
No sooner than he had found us was he sitting down at the normally vacant fourth chair. Maddie was immediately transfixed, much to my displeasure. “Hi, Cam,” she sang as he sat down. “I really enjoyed our time together the other day. I was just telling the others about it.”
Cameron smiled and looked right at me. He caught my look and his smile didn’t wane. “Uh-oh, are we going to have a talk?” he teased. “Don’t worry; like I promised, I was nothing but respectful to her. You can ask her if you don’t believe me.”
“It’s true!” Maddie immediately backed him up enthusiastically. “We didn’t – he – I honestly think he’s changed, Jacq.”
“To be fair, it’s her right to not trust me immediately,” Cameron assured us all in his best politician voice. “But I want this behind me as much as anyone else.”
“That takes action, not words,” Heather added, the first thing she said since he sat down.
Cameron nodded solemnly. “I agree,” he replied. “And that takes time, doesn’t it? But hey, anyways, what class do you all have next?”
“I don’t recall us inviting you to talk to us,” I cut in. “If you really are hell-bent on this ‘actions not words’ crap, why do you just assume you can invade our space?”
“Ooh, ‘invade,’ good word,” he teased. “Well, if you don’t want me here, I can scram, but I did want to talk to Maddie here. We’ve been getting along pretty well.”
“As well as Georgina? Or Ash? Or Lena?” I pressed on. At this point, I’d heard all of their names multiple times.
His expression darkened in thought, the first negative emotion I’d really seen him display. “It kind of hurts that Lena’s included in that list,” he replied thoughtfully. “I could see I made mistakes with Ash and Georgina for sure. I’m a passionate guy and sometimes I can make dumb mistakes in the moment. But Lena was really uncool with me. She was, uh… she did some things that were really uncalled for, and kind of slandered me afterwards.”
“What did she do?” Heather asked. Her body language was telling me she still didn’t trust him but her curiosity was still clearly piqued.
“I dunno if I want to get into it,” he bashfully replied. “I mean, I hate this drama going on about me, it doesn’t seem right to do it to someone else, you know?”
Maddie listened to him with wide-eyed wonder. “Did she hurt you?”
“Well, I mean, yeah,” he replied quietly, with a nervous smile. “People hurt each other all the time. I’m sure she’s grown as a person since.”
He kept looking at me for the majority of the time he spoke, like he wasn’t really even speaking to the other two. I guess he really wanted to plead his case to me and show me he was actually a better guy now, but it was definitely weird how much he was ignoring Maddie while he spoke. What was weirder still was that Maddie didn’t even care. He came here on the basis of saying hi to Maddie. And after thinking about it I realized, I didn’t see him looking once at her. Not once. Surely if Maddie was head-over-heels for the guy, that would at least hurt that she didn’t get his attention, even if she did believe his lies. No, especially if she believed his lies.
But she didn’t care, she just looked at him with some sickening combination of adoration and pure interest in his story. “We can keep a secret! I wanna hear about it,” she insisted.
“I can’t keep a secret,” I lied with a sour face. “Guess you shouldn’t spill the beans.”
“Then it’s decided,” Cameron replied with a smirk, gesturing at me as he glanced at Heather. “I’d rather you remember her good qualities anyway. She was an interesting person for sure. She, y’know, taught me things like palm-reading.”
That piqued the interest of Heather, lover of all things spiritual. “Can you still do it?”
Cameron extended both of his hands across the table. “May I?”
Heather gave a nervously excited glance my way. I just stared back at her. When she looked at Maddie, Maddie gave her an enthusiastic nod, so hesitantly, Heather extended her palm across the table. Cameron dragged a finger across her palm, making her nervously squirm in his chair, then studied the lines along her hands.
“Okay, yes… hmm… alright! See this line here? It means, uh… I’m pretty sure it means you’ll come into money, suddenly,” he said hazily, trying to focus. “There’s a lot to remember here. This here is the head line. Now, because you have what’s called a ‘water hand,’ I can tell you that… sorry, is this your dominant hand?”
I rolled my eyes and scooped up my bag. “I’ll see you all later,” I calmly said as I began to walk away.
“Well, hold on, do you want a turn?” Cameron interjected quickly, still holding Heather’s hand. With his free hand, he gestured to mine, like he wanted my hand to come closer.
“No thanks, I’m already late for class,” I replied dismissively.
As I turned around, I wanted to savor the moment and watch him lose whatever upper hand he thought he had. In some kind of either desperation or defeat, he turned to Maddie and Heather and donned some kind of pitiful expression. How stupid. It wasn’t like they were going to help plead his case to me.
“Jacqueline, come on, stay!” Maddie pleaded.
Okay, that one was kind of a given. I was naive to think that Maddie wasn’t won over by his charms by this point. I had to keep a serious eye on her. I would hate myself if I lost her to him and had to witness her having her heart broken by him.
Amazingly, Heather turned around, clear sympathy for Cameron in his eyes. “Are you sure?” she asked hesitantly. “Maybe we should give him a chance!”
My mouth dropped open in disappointment. Maddie was a little shallow, but Heather knew better. So what, just because he could read palms, she suddenly turned on a dime for him This was absolutely ridiculous. I was the only one in this group who had any common sense.
“It’s 1:52,” I reported with a sharp edge to my voice.
“Oh, shit,” Heather cursed. She turned back to Cameron. “Could I have my hand back? I need to get to class, there’s a test today.”
My eyebrows went up. She was asking him for her own hand?
Cameron shared my reaction, laughing with a confused expression. “Can you-? Uh, yeah, of course, I don’t own your hands.” He released her hand which she quickly retracted, and gave her a friendly smile. “But this was cool. Maybe, if you wanted, I could give you an actual palm reading sometime.”
My scowl no doubt deepened. This was how he got them. This was how it starts.
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