Tallulah's POVThe loud squeals had me watching the two girls making out publicly. They were so immersed in each other's sensual kisses and arousing touches that they failed to notice the sea of eyes and cheers all around them. They're probably drunk.My eyes were still fixed on the couple when I heard a throaty retch from beside me. I looked at the direction the sound erupted from to see a girl throwing up, the disgusting watery fluid gushing out of her open mouth. Her eyes were numb from all the drinking, and her makeup was distorted, mascara drawn below her eyes. The couple of guys around her yelled and chanted, putting enough distance away from her as she continued to bath the tiles with her smelly vomit. One of them even had his phone held out, filming the whole thing. I could only wonder how embarrassed she would feel when she wakes up to see this embarrassing video of her all over the Internet.Her head swung up when she was done to see the cameras and eyes watching her. She
Tallulah's POV “You need to take it slow, Lula. You're not thinking straight.” His deep voice sang into my hearing.I scoffed, knowing I had earned his attention and maybe a little of his care.“Get out of my way.” I spat, pushing against his chest and storming out of the kitchen door.I could hear him calling my name loudly from behind me as I swam deeper into the music-filled air and crowd of drunk people.His voice became indistinct as I headed straight for the dining section where the bartender’s counter was set up. Reaching the counter, I reached for the stack of disposable cups.“Tequila.” I sputtered, leaning against the counter for support.My eyes widened as I watched the alcohol fill the cup until the liquid was at its brim. And with one lift, I overturned the cup over my lips and gulped down its contents with my eyes shut. The tequila slid down my throat, burning my insides with a fiery and sharp flavor, making my head spin. But I still had one last thing to do before I l
Tallulah's POV I tried to stop the tears from trickling down my face when I found Marcus having an intimate moment with Trisha. I couldn't understand why my heart was hurting from seeing the two of them together. It was my subconsciousness lying to me, telling me he was the love of my life, and now, he had cheated on me. But the words that sprung from their entangled bodies brought my mind back to the real world.“Isn't that your stepsister? Why is she just staring? Tell her to leave for goodness sake.” Trisha spat, covering her party exposed body still clad in her bra and pants.She was right. I was his stepsister. So why was I standing here in shock with tears streaming down my face like a wife who had caught her husband in the middle of his infidelity. Without wasting another second, I bolted for the stairs, afraid that if I ran into my room, he would follow. ‘Would he? I don't think so.’He'd probably proceed to fuck her while I cry out my eyes into my bed. But just to be safe,
Marcus POV I swiftly pulled up my zipper and rushed at the door which Tallulah left open. I couldn't believe I had let her see me with Trisha, knowing how much it would hurt her. It was even worse now that she was drunk, with tears streaming uncontrollably down her pale face.I bobbed my head to the right side of the hallway, but it seemed like she had gone downstairs. A part of me was tempted to follow her even though I was bare-chested. It wasn't too late apologize since I hadn't fucked Trisha yet, was it? Maybe now was the right time to put an end to our intimacy.I was still busy in my thoughts as I stood at the door when I felt a hand rest upon my shoulder. Then I tilted my head to see Trisha behind me, the sight of her boobs-inflated bra bracing my view.“What's wrong, Marc?” She asked. “Why did she look so upset?”Fuck! That's true. No one else knew that I and Tallulah were together because we were step-siblings, living under the same roof.I swallowed, composing my emotions.
Marcus’ POV_Some Minutes Ago_“How about we just go straight to the point?” She whispered.I felt her hand grab my shirt, and she pulled me into her, my hands lifting to grab those soft mounds I had long admired.We were lost in our kisses and touches, and I was sure that in a couple of minutes, we would both lose our clothes and bodies to the wave of lust overshadowing our minds.Our kissing sound stopped when I pulled back a little from her face. I peered into her eyes which fell open.“Do you wanna… go to my room?” I asked.She paused, then shook her head with a smirk playing on her face.“No. Let's do it here, on your Dad's desk, surrounded by expensive books.” I felt her hands grab my chins and her lips crashed against mine, her tongue spearing right into my mouth. But after some seconds, she pulled back, her shallow breaths messing with her voice“Do you have a condom?” She asked.I nodded, then sucked in a rush of air.“I do, but it's in my room.” I voiced, throwing a thumb o
Tallulah's POV Beside me at the edge of the bed sat my mother with her hand still held against her stomach. I shuddered when the back of my hand touched her neck, feeling her temperature which burned like a furnace. Her pulse was a series of quick thumps, her entire body quivered, and her breaths were shallow like she was having a panic attack. What the fuck did Derrick do to her?“We'll all go.” Kathie said.Derrick and Trisha began moving out of the room after their announcement, and that drove me crazy. I didn't have enough of a chance to complete my act of vengeance for what he attempted to do to my mom, and worse, he didn't even show remorse after I had stopped him. I rose from where I sat, the infuriating thoughts threatening to consume me.“He's going nowhere.” I snapped.“Not until I call the police and report him for attempted sexual assault.”They all stared at me in shock, their eyes shifting back to Derrick who now had a look of shame creeping into his expression. I was
Tallulah's POVTrisha snapped, charging towards me, but Marcus held her back again.“Let her come.” I taunted, trying to get past Marcus.But the muscular creature turned sideways, his both hands pushing against us so we remained apart. “Enough!!” He screamed.His breaths had become a series of ragged messes from separating our fight, but what caught my attention was the way he glared at me when he said that word. His raging eyes were still fixed on me even after I had stopped pushing against him.“What the fuck is wrong with you Lula?!” He spat. “I thought I just told you to let go of it.”I froze at first, staring at him with obvious shock written over my expression. My surprise was slowly turning into anger when I remembered that I also had an unsettled issue with him. I felt Kathie's fingers curl around my arm in a gentle grip as she got closer to me.“Just leave it be Lula.” She voiced. “I think he's had enough.”Kathie's voice was quite soothing, but not convincing enough to m
Tallulah's POVMrs Zoey's eyes shifted and fell to the box, placing the bottle of pills back into it. She also proceeded to arrange all the other drugs and tools in a neat manner.I waited for her to answer, determined not to let my mom ingest the drugs into her system until I knew what it was. Even if I did know what was in those pills, I still wasn't sure if I'd let her have it. Not after knowing Marcus had something to do with the prescription.She sighed.“It's just some Xanax to suppress her nervous system.” She said,I was no medical student so I stared at her with my brows raised. “I still don't understand what that means.” I replied.“It's sedatives. It'll put her to sleep in a few seconds. After that, we can observe to see if the pain still continues by tomorrow morning.” She stated“It's like a reboot.” She added.I was still biased due to her sudden change in treatment. My eyes squinted, recalling what she had said some minutes ago.“Uhm, I thought you said something about