"This is a dream. This just has to be another dream." I say while closing my eyes and breathing. This has to be the most logical explanation.

I hear April's feet shuffling. "This is no dream, my sweet," I open my eyes and she's over near the other bed. It's just now that I see that it's not Eva's luggage and bags, and there aren't any clothes in the closet anymore. Is this shit for real?

"But wait, did I hear that correctly? 'Another'? As in you--"

"How did you get in here? Where is Eva?" I cut her off so I can wipe that arrogant look off of her face.

It doesn't leave, though. "The funniest thing: I ran into Eva earlier. One thing led to another and we agreed to switch rooms!"

I'm not falling for that shit. "Oh yeah, because you happen to run into Eva, unbeknownst to you that I was her roommate, right?" I scoff and roll my eyes.

She looks away, then looks back and shrugs. "Yeah."

She just stares at me for a moment. Then I realize that I am close to naked. Not as naked as April, obviously. Now that I think of it, she never liked to be naked around me before-- not even when I encouraged her to be. Because we were close friends and I wanted her to be comfortable with me.

"Um, you can't stay here." I spit out, picking up the rest of my stuff I dropped, reminding myself of how sore I am and how much I need a shower.

"Well it's too late to switch back, so what can I do? And I know I'm better company than Eva." She starts laying out what she's about to change into.

She can be, but I won't tell her that. "Debatable. Well I'm gonna go take myself a shower, so."

I stand up straight and not even two steps to the bathroom, she drops her towel, leaving her truly naked in all of her glory.

My jaw drops, and I almost choke on my own breath. I hate myself for not being able to look away. I--I just... can't.

She "innocently" turns around and sits down on her bed. I tear my eyes away (finally) and rush into the bathroom, unable to see the grin I know she's wearing.

I lock the door and sigh to myself. I can't believe she did that! What in the world is going on with her? More importantly, what's going on with me?

I sigh as I turn the shower on and started stripping. Once it was steamy I jump in, the hot water massaging at my body. It felt soothing.

As I'm lathering down my body, I can't help but think... vivid things about AJ. I saw a side of her-- both sides, actually-- that I've never seen.

"You enjoyed the show?" That pesky voice says.

"I wasn't expecting a show. She's being a little... daring. That little devil."

"Hmmph. What are you gonna do when you get out? Surely you know you can't stay in here forever."

"When I get out, I'm going straight to bed. I'm still tired and the less I think about April, the better."

"But isn't it fun to just... imagine? You and her together? She'll never know."

"I'll know, though."

That doesn't stop me from imagining it, though. I literally just saw her and it's still fresh in my mind.

As I'm washing and going down to the most sensitive part of me, the thoughts of her increase. Intensely. It's perverted...

"But intriguing."

My hands starts moving in a circular motion. Feeling so good. My eyes slip close from the euphoria erupting inside of me, as I keep thinking about her.

More like us. Intertwining with each other with nothing but passion and lust between us. And no matter how much I try to think about someone else, my mind is trained on her and only her.

I'm so far out in heat, I can't go back right now.

My pace increases, my breathing becomes more ragged. I'm hitting just the right spots to where I have to hold my hand over my mouth to keep me from moaning loudly.

They soon they become broken, and even though I'm covering my mouth, I'm pretty sure I'm very loud. But in this moment, who cares?

This... enactment continues for, like 10 ish minutes (but who keeps track of time during something like this?) until I feel a familiar coil in my stomach, which only makes me speed up, all until I orgasm. An orgasm so good I can't stop shaking.

I take a minute to come down off of that high. Everything is so dazy and cloudy in my head, I can't think straight at the moment. Eventually I lose balance and feeling in my legs and I sit down at the edge of the tub. Breathing heavily. After getting off. To April.

...

I open the door and slowly walk over to my bed. It's a little hard, though, because my clit is still throbbing, and it's hard to walk at a normal pace.

"Did you enjoy your shower?" I hear April ask. I look over and see her wearing an oversized Harley Quinn shirt and some boxer shorts and a book in her hand. I look down as I keep walking so she can't see the blush that's forming on my cheeks. I don't have enough willpower to answer her. Not after what I've done.

I throw my stuff in my bag and I lay down. "Now you're not gonna talk to me, Sara?" She asks.

I sigh heavily. "April, I just want to go to sleep." Is all I say before I slide under my covers and close my eyes.

Last thing I hear from her is a hum and a goodnight.

I'm left with with the sound of 3 things: the T.V, AJ turning pages every now and then, and my feeling of being... ashamed, more than anything.

I mean, it's not like I've never masturbated before-- I'm a girl with no boyfriend and needs. But this is my first time doing it to AJ. AJ, a girl who 1) used to be my bestest friend ever and 2) who I have had a falling out with. I'm not supposed to be attracted to her sexually, although I I always thought she was beautiful.

"So, you're attracted to her?"

"I... guess."

"Say it. Say it all in one sentence."

"I--I am attracted. To April." It feels so foreign to say. But it's not a bad taste on my tongue.

"Finally. Now doesn't it feel better to admit the truth?"

"No."

"It'll get better. Only if you tell her how you feel."

I snort. "Yeah, okay." Like that's gonna hapen.

...

"You know," I hear April pipe up. "I've been watching and listening to you toss and turn for the pass 20 minutes."

I sit up and look the opposite way of her. "Why are you watching me?"

"Because I love really my view." She shrugs. I roll my eyes and sluggishly walk over to the couch and flop down. I just wanna go to sleep.

"You're a creep." I finally sigh out, making her chuckle.

"I'd like to think of myself as a stalker, not a creep." She replies, making me question if she's playing or not.

I hear her shuffle out of bed and walking over. It isn't until she sits on the couch opposite of me that I start to tense up.

"Why aren't you asleep?" I asked.

"I'm not tired. It's only 10:30. My bedtime is at 11." she jokes.

"Hm." I dryly reply.

Soon, she shuffles closer to my end of the couch, and I catch a cool whiff of her scent.

Sweet Pea. It's a Bath and Body Works fragrance, and I told her everytime she wore it that I loved it when she wore it. It smells so fruity and sweet and it makes me crazy.

"Alright Saraya, what's the real issue you have with me?" She asks seriously and she turns to me and folds her arms.

I keep looking forward and take the remote and flip through channels. "You know why. I don't know why I have to keep reiterating."

"Saraya, please look at me." She says, a little softly.

I cannot give in, though. If I crack, I am giving her what she wants. I just continue  to flip through channels.

"Sara." I continue to flip through channels, a little hesitantly, though.

"Sar--" At this point, I try to turn up the volume to try and give her a hint that I don't want to talk. 

Wrong move. She gets so fed up at me that she takes the remote, turns the TV off, and then throws the remote, leaving us in silence.

I might have just gotten myself in trouble.

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This could've been published a week ago, but I was writing it in parts and I was skipping over *certain* parts because I cringe at my writing😭