Plan B by Me =/ (beautiful books to read .txt) 📖

touches my shoulder, making me flinch, a lot. 

"Woah, you okay? I was just checking on you." Adrian is there, and I just nod. "I'll get her drink. Go sit down." I nod again, not trusting my voice, and go back to the group. I feel my eyes water as I look at Maria, who's already looking at me. 

"I have to pee." She announces loudly, making everyone look at her, except Brad. Strange because they're still dating, I know, but he's busy staring at me. Knowingly, which freaks me out even more. "Em, come with me?" I nod and stand up, following her to the restroom. "Oh babygirl..." She pulls me into her arms as soon as the door is shut and locked. I feel weak, but I immediately start bawling into her shoulder. 

"Maria... He'll get me back. I can't go back!" I sob. 

"Shh, I won't let that happen alright? He'll be beat to a pulp before he ever lays his hands on you again. I'll make sure of it, okay babes?" I nod, crying for a bit longer before pulling away, wiping my eyes. "There is that gorgeous face. Now, we're going to go out there, and rule, okay?" I nod, but I don't believe it. I turn to open the door, but her hand on my arm stops me. "Sof, you know I love you, right?"

 Instead of being my normal philophobic person, I respond, "I love you too bestie." Despite my vally-girl voice when I said bestie, I mean it. Being away from all the toxicness in my life, and around people who care for and love each other, I might take back a bit of what I said about love being one big sham. She looks kind of shocked, but then a large smile splits her features, and we exit the bathroom. We get back to them, to find them packed up, with Adrian holding my iced vanilla macchiato. 

"C'mon." Brad shoves his head in the direction of the door. After I get my drink back, we leave the coffeehouse, and begin walking back to the mansion. It was about a three mile walk, but none of us minded, and it was really nice put. It's a bit windy, but the sun is out so it's a good temperature. We begin walking through the town, when suddenly there is a loud, screeching voice behind us. 

"Sofia?? Sofia, is that you?? Sofia!" I do my best to ignore it, but when even the others look back at the crazy woman, I can't resist. My eyes widen again. How many fucking people do I have to reconnect with? "Yeah! You!" She points to me, shoving people out of the way to get to our group, which is now stopped. 

"Me?" I ask. She nods excitedly. 

"Oh Sofie!! I've missed you my daughter!" She lunges herself into my arms. I quickly peel her off of me. 

"Um you must be mistaken-" The undeniable face of my mother stands in front of me, completely ignoring me. 

"Oh dear, we have so much to talk about! After your father passed, I went to rehabilitation, and I have been out for three years! I even re-married. Oh, here he comes now. Hal! This is my daughter Sofie!" God I hate when people call me Sofie. 

Fucking hell, when am I going to catch a break with people from my past? Before I can say anything else, my ex best friend speaks up. "Hal? You married this psycho?" Brad asks his apparently ex step dad. 

"Brad, I hardly recognized you! Oh, Sofia, it's been so long. How have you been?" He asks, noticing me. 

"Uhm, I'm really sorry, but my name is Emily." I tell them. My mother still doesn't back off. 

"Oh Hal, isn't she just the greatest? I don't remember much from her childhood, but I know she was great. Why did you run away honey?" 

"Ma'am, this isn't your daughter. I'd appreciate it if you'd stop harassing her." Adrian steps in, before pulling me away. "You okay cupcake?"

"Sure thing banana bread." I add to the lie with a smile. He nods and continues dragging me, with the others close behind. I can't believe this. My sperm donor is dead? Good riddance. 

Despite what I said, I can't help the pang at my heart. Before my mother got addicted, we had fun. Before I was nine, we had so much fun together. He would take me to the park, to see movies, and he would even play princess with me. Not even my mother was horrible. She was more distant than my father, but she would still hang out with us sometimes. But that all changed when she lost her job and got addicted. It started with alcohol and moved to practically any drug you should think of. My dad became so focused on getting her into rehab that he lost his job too. That's when I had to lie and say I was fifteen when I was only ten to get a stupid job at McDonald's. It payed the Bill's though. Luckily, I began puberty earlier, so I looked the part. Juggling that with school, was a pain in the ass though. 

"Cupcake, are you sure, you're okay?" Adrian stops and crouches to my eye level in front of me. I nod, not trusting my voice after the resurfacing of painful memories. He doesn't look convinced, and his eyes darker a few shades. He jaw ticks in annoyance, but nods and continues walking, dragging me with him. When we reach the house a while later, he doesn't even bother closing the door behind us, as he pulls me to the six floor. His floor. We get to his room, more like our room, and he immediately slams me against the wall. One inked arm is over my neck, pressing me into the wall harder, the other holding both my hands above my head. "I value honesty cupcake. And I don't like being lied to." He growls, a hint of Italian accent coming out.

"I-I didn't lie." I whisper, looking down. His arm still presses into me, but his hanhand goes to my chin, forcing me to lock gazes with his almost black one. 

"Keep on lying principessa," He tsks, speaking in Italian. "E potrei solo doverti punire."

And that was the start of my first time. My first time having sex, and my first time discovering I'm a kinky bitch...

Only for Adrian though.

Chapter eighteen

~Sofia~

 

"My God cupcake. That was the best sex I've ever had." He groans. If you thought it was the one time, boy are you wrong. We went for a least seven rounds, over the next few hours, in so many different ways I couldn't even imagine. I simply pant in response. He gets up, and I immediately miss his warmth, but when I hear the water running, I sigh in contentment. A few minutes later, he comes in and lifts me up wordlessly, placing me in the hot bath, before sliding in behind me. He silently washes my back, leaving me to think. I need to yell him. Luckily, he never called me Emily, cause that would he a huge turn off. He needs to know that I'm not who he thinks I am. I'll enjoy this moment before he hates me, and tell him later. 

We wash each other off, and then go lay on the best as I work up the courage to tell him the truth. What if he hates me after this?

Deciding I'll have to deal with the consequences, I take a deep breath and say, "Adrian I need to tell you something."

"What is it cupcake?" He asks, playing with my wet hair. 

"I'm not-" 

"Emily, wanna come play Candyland with us? You too banana bread." Maria barges in, making Adrian yank the covers to his waist. 

"Sure- wait. You got Martinez in on it too?????" Adrian asks me. I laugh and feign innocence. 

"What ever could you mean banana bread?" 

"Oh you... I'm beating you in Candyland." He declares. "Both of you."

"Oh it's on Garcia. Em, get dressed and come with me." Maria tells me. I hop out of bed and Adrian is obviously shocked. 

"You are aware of the fact that you're naked right?" He comments. 

"Yeah. So?" 

"Wait... why are you... HOLY SHIT YOU TWO HAD SEX!!" She exclaims, probably loud enough for the whole house to hear. 

"Maria! ¡Tranquilizarse! ¡No quiero que toda la casa escuche o pensarán que soy una puta!" I whisper shout in Spanish. [Quiet down! I don't want the whole house hearing or they'll think I'm some whore!]

"Sorry, it's exciting." She shrugs and hangs her head. I throw on Adrian's t-shirt (One of many that have ended up in my closet) and a pair of leggings, before walking out with Maria, letting Adrian get dressed. "Oh my God! My baby isn't a virgin anymore!" She squeals as we wait outside the door. "So, how many times did you do it?" She asks, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. 

"I don't know... I kind of lost track after seven." I admit, looking at the ground. Her eyes widen as she stands there stunned. 

It's my turn for wide eyes when I see Brad turn the corner of the stairs, right as she exclaims, "Seven times?!" He looks shocked to say the least.  I open my mouth to warn her that Brad is coming, but she doesn't allow me to speak. "You have to tell him." She tells me, her voice much lower so that Adrian doesn't hear. 

"Tell him what?" Two voices speak at the same time, one behind me, one behind Maria. 

"Ehm." I fake cough to stall, luckily I don't think Adrian notices as I'm looking at him. "Adrian. Um, just how many times we did it. Incase you know, you lost track." I come up with on the spot. He nods, and walks ahead with Brad, who gives me one last cold glance. What was that about? "I was about to when you walked in." I whisper to Maria when we are out of earshot. 

"Shit. Sorry Sof." I shrug and we walk down stairs, where there are two teams. Adrian, Brad, Garret, Dani, Fred, and Chad are on one side. Waiting for Maria and I on the other, is Riley, Rose, James, and Chase. Trying to ignore my guilt, I jump right into playing. "Remind me how Candyland became a thing?" Maria speaks up, breaking the tense are as Adrian and I pick up cards and move. All hands shoot to Brad, who is shrugging and smiling sheepishly at Maria. We all laugh and get back to the game. I stare at Adrian as we play, and the guilt immediately creeps back into my stomach, making me queasy. 

And hand waves in front of my face. "Strawberry! You good?" Brad asks. 

"Yeah. Fine." I snap. Ever since I found out Brad was my Baldy, I've been really testy with him. He puts his hands up in surrender. The game goes on a while longer, before it gets down to the turn that could win the game. My team is hyping me up, so I take a few deep breaths, rolling my shoulders. On the other side of the coffee table, Adrian laughs and rolls his eyes, and Brad simply smiles, giving me an odd feeling in my gut. It wasn't a creepy smile or anything, it