Nelly's POV

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After the first night, I'd promised it would never happen again, and I told Nazia so too.

She simply shrugged with a smirk that said you'll be back.

And she was right, after yet another fight with Leo, I was back to her room, begging her for some form of attention to forget the frustration, even if it was for a few hours.

One time became two, two time turned to three until I sneaking around with my best friend almost every week behind my boyfriend's back.

"I'm sick of her." I say for the thousandth time, playing with the corner of the cover draped over my naked body.

Nazia passes me the cigarette she lit,  I take one drag and pass it back to her.

"Me too." She says simply. "But don't worry, Lilly will be paying for it."

Clearly, the event of a few months ago at the ice rink weren't enough for her, she had another show down plan.

"When?" I ask.

"Soon, her time has come." Nazia doesn't bother with the details.

She stands up and slides away from beneath the cover, exposing her bare back to me. She bends down, giving me a full view of her gorgeous flat ass, picks up a few items of clothing and chucks some towards me.

"Get ready." She says, all the tenderness from a few moments ago gone. "Sana is coming, so we can get ready for Leo's party."

"Must we go?" I say, not wanting to face Leo with all this guilt washing over me.

"Yes, I have plans. Now get ready."

I obey her command like a worthless servant, knowing well enough that is what I may as well be. Nazia had really no need of me, she wasn't in love with me, she only did this for the thrill.
Whereas I found something deeper in our times spent together, peace and a satisfaction no boy or man could ever give me.

I clean up all evidence of our deeds just before Sana arrives, Rachel Sparklight in tow.

"Ah, Rachel! So glad you could make it!" Nazia greets with her all the warmth she posses.

"Thank you for inviting me." The girl responds, her eyes nervously looking around the vast bedroom.

Her nervousness that had yet not disappeared after months of having befriended her Nazia, who had yet to reveal her dark side, and I must say, it was entertaining to watch.

We got ready into better attires and brushed on the right amount of make up, and soon enough we were ready.

"I don't want to go, I have a bad feeling about this." Sana mutters to me, as the other two girls exit the bedroom.

Although I share her feeling of not wanting to attend, it is for different reasons I cannot tell her.

So I put on my best plastic smile and drape my arms in a reassuring manner over her shoulders.

"Relax Sana, let's have some fun."