“Here,” Luciano said as he opened the door.


    I ignored him and walked past him to the apartment. I didn’t want to have any conversation with him so the best thing to do was to ignore.


    Since what happened two days, I don’t think I would be able to look at this dude the same way.


    This dude fucked the shit out of me that I swear, my waist hurts. His obsession shit is so unbearable! He can’t just act like he own me, own my life, and own my pvssy too.


    I sighed audibly and walked straight to my room. I locked the door after me and dropped my back pack on the bed.


    My room was looking messy and I knew had to fix up the whole room. I growled but a part of me was d I wouldn’t have to go to school for the rest of the week.


    I have online sses and so I’ll be able to finish up whatever I have to do and maintain my sanity.


    I turned to the bed and changed my clothes into somefy clothes and slid my legs into the crocs beside my bed.


    I then lowered by stance to the bed and began picking up the clothes on the bed.


    I folded the clothes and arranged it inside the wardrobe. I kept repeating the same procedure till I had all the clothes arranged.


    I took a deep breath and grabbed my phone from the table. My tummy made this sound and I just knew I needed to get something to eat.


    I walked to the kitchen and saw that there was nothing in the freezer. I locked it and turned to the kitchen sink.


    I was going to make something but since I couldn’t figure anything out, I settled for cereals.


    I poured some into the te and reached for the tin of milk. I took two teaspoon and poured inside my te.


    Just as I was about to add some water, my phone vibrated on the b. I paused and leaned closer so I could get a glimpse of the caller.


    When I saw it was dys, I declined the call and turned back to my te.


    I didn’t want to pick the call because it felt like Luciano was watching me. I couldn’t make sense of the whole situation but somehow, I was really scared of him and what he could do.


    The phone vibrated again and this time around, it was a notification.


    I checked it and saw that dys created a group chat and added me.


    I check for the group participant and it was just me, her and Massimo.


    dys: Hi guys! Now we’ve got a ce to talk and say a lot of things.


    Me: yeah, lol


    dys: There’s a lot to say!


    I smiled briefly and reached for my te. I took it and walked back to my room for privacy.


    Whatever this was about seemed interesting. I sat on the bed with my eyes fixated on the screen.


    I saw Massimo was typing so I waited till he finished.


    Massimo: Hey pretty


    I blushed for a moment cause I didn’t think he’d call me that.


    Me: Hi Massimo


    I pressed the send button and he message delivered. I took a spoon into my mouth while waiting for a response.


    dys: I have an idea!


    Massimo: Share it


    Me: Yeah, what’s that?


    dys: A game. Who’s in for Truth or dare?


    Massimo: ohmon, that’s for kids.


    I rolled my eyes when Massimo’s text popped up. He was so good at belittling others and that was a turn off.


    Me: You pretend a lot.


    Massimo: That’s not true, you know


    Me: It won’t if you start the game. Common Massimo, prove to us that you’re not just proud.


    Massimo: Fine. I’m in.


    Me: Truth or dare?


    Massimo: Truth


    Me: Have you done anything dangerous?


    Massimo: Slitted a man’s throat once. If that doesn’t count, I’ve also shot someone, lot of people.


    I swallowed the lump in my throat as I read the text.


    I didn’t say anything and there was no response for a few minutes.


    Massimo: What now? Cancel me for epting to y a game?


    Me: No no.


    I didn’t want him to feel like he was being judged so I quickly rebutted.


    dys: That’s enough. The game is still ongoing.


    Massimo: Right.


    dys: Your turn Tiff, make a pick.


    Me: Dare


    dys: I dare you to post your nudes here in the group.


    Me: No. I can’t.. there’s no way I can do that.


    dys: Of course not but it’s a game


    Me: dys I can’t


    Massimo: Of course she can’t cause her brother will hurt her. She’s a scared little child.


    dys: A weakling too


    I swallowed the lump forming in my throat as I read the messages.


    dys: Poor Tiff, she has no say when ites to her life


    Massimo: Poor herN?velDrama.Org content.


    Me: Enough, I won’t and this is not about Luciano.


    dys: One more question. Are you doing that ‘sweet bama’ stuff with your brother?


    What the fuck?


    I paused and the typed immediately.


    Me: Of course not.


    dys: I didn’t expect you to admit it but I’ve got something…


    Me: Wait. I can send it now.


    I stood up from the bed and took off my shirt.


    I felt the sudden urge to prove that this wasn’t about Luciano.


    I took my bra and took a photo of my breasts without my face showing.


    When I looked at the picture, I wore my shirt back and picked up my phone.


    I sent the picture to the group and in few seconds, they were typing.


    A part of me wanted to know what they think. I was so seeking their validation that I didn’t realize dys already sent a text.


    dys: Now this is a dare.


    Massimo: it can be downloaded.


    dys: That’s right. So Tiff, take a picture of your pussy and send. You can take it without your face too.


    I looked at the message for a few more seconds before I gathered the energy to.


    It sounded risky but since my face wouldn’t be showing, it didn’t sound like a bad dare.


    I dropped my phone on the bed and began undressing. I was about removing thest clothing on me when the door red open and Luciano walked inside.


    “Jezzzzzz! What the fuck are you doing?” I yelled at Luciano.