ABW Three Friends: Chapter 04

Chapter 4

After nearly an hour, the moans, groans, cries of affirmation,  and proclamations of ecstasy had finally ceased. The thought of going in there and treating Ashley as harshly as she treated Emma and her friends had crossed her mind. Still, one wrong move might cause her to lose the only home she’d ever known.

So, Emma said nothing and looked through the cabinets to make something to eat. A jar of peanut butter, another of marshmallow fluff, and a loaf of bread—a peanut butter and fluff sandwich was her go-to move when she was alone. Both jars were nearly empty and only one slice of bread, along with a crusty end piece, remained. It was enough, but barely.

“Seriously? That’s your dinner?” Ashley said, taking an apparent break from the endless sex to grab a bottle of water. “What are you, like five?”

“I didn’t feel like cooking.”

Ashley twisted the cap and threw back a big gulp to replenish her fluids. It wouldn’t be long until she was back upstairs getting what little brains she had fucked out of her again.

“It’s cool, whatever. Mom’s coming home soon.”

“Guess you better get back upstairs,” Emma said. “You wouldn’t want Nate to get bored and start fucking himself.”

Water burst from Ashley’s mouth and sprayed into the air like a firework display. What was left dripped down her chin. A portion of the dispersed liquid washed over the kitchen table. She couldn’t believe Emma just said that.

“You little bitch,” Ashley said threateningly.

Emma couldn’t believe she said what she said. Wasn’t she worried about losing her home? The words came out as if directly from her mind without a filter. The last thing she ever wanted to do was rock the boat. Now it moved through turbulent waters.

Ashley grabbed her by the hair and pulled her closer. “You’re fucking lucky my mom lets you stay here. Piss me off again and I’ll make sure she kicks your skanky little ass out on the street.”

She was right. Of course she was right. That fact had been Emma’s worst fear and it seemed even more terrifying knowing it could happen. One word from Ashley and she could be kicked out of the house. Emma felt stupid for making that comment now. She watched Ashley walk away and back up the stairs. Then, she sat at the kitchen table in the utter silence of loneliness and cried bitterly. Stand up for yourself, Milena told her. But, what was the price of pride?