Julies POV

"It's looking better" Mam said after putting some healing cream onto my stomach

"It should be cleared within a couple days" I said watching her hands spreading the white substance across my torso

"Have you spoken to Olivia yet?" She asked changing the subject

"No, I don't want to talk to her right now" It's been a couple days since neither Libby or I got in contact with each other and I wasn't in the mood to speak to her at the moment.

"Why's that?" Mam said with some authority in her voice

"Because, she started yelling at me all because I didn't explain to her what happened" I sighed

"I would have done the same thing if it were Kimba" She said wiping her hands clean with the towel she brought along with her

"I didn't want her to give me that Oh-I'm-Sorry look"

"Has she ever given you that look?" Mam asked setting the medicine tube on my nightstand

"No.." I sighed feeling bad at the tone I spoke to her before she stormed out of my room that day

"I think you should be the bigger person and call her first" she suggested

"No, why would I do that!" I said stubbornly

"Kids" Mam tutted getting off the my bed

"Where you going?" I asked with a pout

"To go cuddle your Mum, want to join?" she asked walking over to the door placing her hand on the door handle

"No, go enjoy your time with her" I said thoughtfully

"What do you want to eat for dinner?" she said as she opened the door

"I'm not to fussed I don't care" I shrugged getting a nod as she left the room. What am I supposed to do now? do I call her? text her? I should probably text her. I grabbed my phone opening up a new message

Me: So are you just going to avoid me forever?

That should do it. I sent the message throwing my phone aside turning on the telly whilst snuggling further into bed. Why hasn't she replied yet? I said checking my phone for the millionth time

"Aghhhh! She's doing it on purpose!" I groaned slamming my foot against the mattress like a stubborn child not getting what they wants. My phone vibrated making me jump and quickly open the new message

Libby: Maybe you should speak to me with more respect.

My phone read. Oh, is she trying to add more onto the problem we are currently in

Me: Come over. Now.

Libby: It doesn't work that way.

Me: Olivia, I'm not joking around.

Libby: Tough sh!t.

Is she having a laugh? I can't be dealing with this right now. If she doesn't want to come over then so be it. It's her loss. I sat there fighting with myself whether to go and speak to her or let this go on longer. Not being able to handle all the arguing That was happening I rolled out of bed slowly going over to to my closet and having a quick change before heading down

"Mam!" I called out before walking into the living room, seeing my parents all over each other having a make out session like a bunch of teenagers. I stopped jumping out of my skin and screaming out in shock. I have become used to it, it's become like the air I breath with the amount of times I've walked in on them

"Well.. I'm going for a walk" I informed them when they finally removed their tongues from each other's throats

"Walk? why are you going for a walk? you're not in a good state to go for a walk" Mum argued

"Mum, I'm fine. Mam just saw my bruising it's healed a lot! can I please just go for a walk.. there's still light out" I said pouting to the floor length windows

"Go on, just make sure to take your phone" Mam said, I took that as a green light and quickly walked out of the front room exiting the house walking to my important destination. Libby's house.

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Kim's POV

"How long do you think she'll take" I said as Cheryl went back to assaulting my neck straddling my thighs

"A good hour" she mumbled against my smooth skin running her fingers into my shirt lifting it up and off me throwing it onto the hardwood flooring

"Baby you always smell so good" she whined putting her face between the cave of my breasts inhaling my scent as she squeezed down on my mounds making me moan whilst wrapping my arms around her shoulders bringing her in closer to my body. She brought her tongue out to play licking a path from my breasts to my neck nibbling my earlobe

"I'm going to make you go. I want all your fcking clothes off. Now." She demanded standing up off me, forcefully removing my leggings in on swift. She quickly removed her clothing letting them lie against the floor

"You ready?" she asked knocking me down onto the sofa, climbing on top of me whilst releasing her bra clasp letting her breasts dangle in front of my face allowing me to grab one in my mouth. She inhaled sharply at the contact throwing her head back. I pulled her down further to me wrapping my arms around her bare back our hips rocking back and forth inSync together. My nails clawing into her back as we sped up the tempo, both completely naked and nothing to be heard but our moist centers rubbing against each other making squelching noises and our heavy breathing

"Fck" I screamed out my hand scraping the back of Cheryl's back as she began to vigorously and roughly rock our centers together

"I-I'm close" She stuttered and her body went in a spasm. Jolting further into me as it stammered our orgasms came together, we fell apart in each other's arms. Cheryl lay on top of me our chests breathing in sync. We were always inSync everything about us was one. We were one.

"That was-" I breathed out in a huff trying to get oxygen back into my lungs

"-fcking amazing" she finished my sentence

"Yeah.." I sighed pulling the cover over the both of us one armed having difficulty with Cheryl's full body laying over mine. But I wasn't complaining.

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Julie's POV

"Libby open your front door!" I demanded shouting down the phone

"Go away!" she snapped shutting the phone in my face. I knew she was stubborn but I didn't know it was to this extent. She's asking for it! I went over to the front door knocking politely waiting for her nana or granddad to answer

"Nana P how are you?" I asked cheerfully taking her into a gentle hug

"I'm good Bunny, come in!" I laughed to my self at the nickname Libby's nana had been calling me for awhile

"Cinnamon is upstairs" I felt like I was going up to sleep with a hooker. That fcking pet name, she needs to find a new one. I went up to Libby's bedroom not even bothering to knock just storming in

"What are you playing at!? huh?" I hissed shutting the door behind me as she lay with one leg crossed over the other on her bed whilst playing on her phone ignoring me completely

"I'm talking to you!" I said shoving her leg making it collapse onto the mattress. She instantly sat up still ignoring me

"Give me that fcking phone!!" I shouted snatching the phone out of her hand and launching it across the room

"What the fck are you doing!?" she snapped standing up

"What the fck am I doing? Stop acting like a child Olivia!" I said poking her shoulder

"First of all Julie I am a fcking child! if I remember correctly I'm fcking sixteen and second-"

"Oh stop being such a smart arse!" I cut her off

"And SECOND of all! You're the one that needs to grow up! Keeping fcking secrets from me! I never keep a thing from you, you're always building up these fcking walls that are impossible to break! I'm done fcking trying! If there is this wall then there shouldn't be a us!" She said shocking me, I took a step back.

"W-what are you trying to say?" I said not believing what I just heard

"Exactly what you just heard" she said folding her arms across her chest

"Well.. I guess, I better leave then" I said walking over to the door

"You know, It's a shame that we have to play these games. It felt like you really knew me, now it feels like you see threw me. I thought those walls were torn down the second my eyes landed on yours. I guess I'll stay one step away, I don't want to be friends Olivia. So if we can't be together then I guess there's nothing left" I said leaving her room and quickly making my way out of her house. I walked through the streets with my tears streaming down my face, cars speeding past me in a hurry to get to their loved ones, the people that mean most to them. Then there was me, heart broken, depressed, and alone