Chapter 79: Like A Stack Of Cards

Sasha’s little blush turned red as a tomato and she struggled to give me a glare with a disgusted voice. “Wh– h– how dare you!” she crossed her arms and sharply turned her head away with her nose up as Grace did. “I’m not a fucking piece of meat!”

“Nah. You look like a fuckable piece of meat.” my shameless words made Sasha spin around and look at me with wide eyes and a gaped mouth as if she had never heard such boldness before. “But, your loss. See ya.” I walked past her over to where Grace had gone, guessing that’s where the bathroom was. Even as I walked away I could tell Sasha was still gawking at my back.

*I bet she’s wondering whether or not I’m really dating Grace. Pfft. Sucker.*

When I went in the direction I had seen Grace gone I came across the bathroom. Grace isn’t here. Where’d that fucker wander off too? I huffed at the thought of tracking down the woman who had been giving me hell since I moved into the August Mansion. I went into the bathroom and got changed into my bikini. Like I had said before, it was a little complicated to make the knot behind my back. Not to mention I had to make the knot on the back of my neck tight enough to hold my breasts but at the same time, it rubbed the back of my neck sore. *Fucking hell. Maybe I should start wearing one-pieces…*

I took a glance in the mirror to see if I had everything on and nothing popped out. My black bikini had short rills beneath the breast part that grew longer towards my back. I wasn’t usually a frilly type of person but I couldn’t deny that was pretty cute. My bottom had the same fashion along the top. I grimaced when I turned around. I had almost forgotten about the scars that littered my body. Some were small cuts that could be overlooked but there were a couple of bright ones from close calls in the past. The type of close calls that would’ve left me dead if it wasn’t for my gang. That single thought brought the memory of my last encounter with my friends back to my chaotic brain and I felt that familiar tightness in my chest.

*All because of fucking Julian… why am I even thinking about that? I’m at a fucking PARTY. And I’m finally starting to get used to being surrounded by large crowds. Might as well have a little fun.*

Did I feel bad about this when I was supposed to be ‘dating’ Julian? …Kinda. But his love felt like a shackle.

I ran my fingers through my dark brown hair and gave my head a shake, my curls bounced with each movement till I tucked some behind my ear. Should I put my hair up in a bun? …Nah. Fuck it.

Leaving the bathroom, I didn’t expect to run across Nade. My expression reflected my impatient annoyance meanwhile he just gawked at my big breasts and hourglass body.

“Yoo shh, damnnn gurrrl” he belched again.

“Fucking hell, dude, dunk yourself in the pool.” I grouchily snapped before pushing past him. A dunk in water sobers people up, right? …Or drowns them. I can’t remember.

Multiple men and women glanced my way as I walked past them, my hips naturally swinging side to side. And, like always, I ignored the fuckers that weren’t my target. Where the fuck did that tramp go?? I felt like I was walking circles around the herd of drunk college kids that sounded like baaing sheep and goats if you listened closely enough. My olive-green gaze eventually spotted Sasha through the crowd and her expression changed to something more flustered as soon as our eyes contacted.

*I guess she’s still recovering.*

“Suki~” I heard Grace’s voice behind me before hugging my arm. I could tell she was purposely putting them between her breasts. “Come on! Let’s go for a swim!”

“Call me Suki again and I’ll burn the rest of your shitty dresses,” I grumbled under my breath where only Grace could hear.

“I’ll tell Julian you’ve been flirting with other people.” she shot back at me just as quietly.

“I’ll tell him you asked me to be your girlfriend.”

“I’ll tell him you’ve been feeling up on me.”

“I’ll tell him that you forced me to make out with you.”

Grace looked at me with bewilderment. “What? No, I didn’t!”

I leaned closer to Grace’s ear and whispered. “Not yet.” I then nodded my head over in Sasha’s direction and Grace spotted the woman eyeing us down. The look in Sasha’s eyes changed. I knew that look anywhere.

*Somebody is jealousss.*

Grace looked startled then blushed and quickly looked away from her. I placed my hand over my mouth to keep myself from cackling. My stepsister thought that Sasha was getting jealous of her when it was the other way around.

When we got to the pool there was another radio blaring rap music and women in their bikinis dancing seductively. On the other side of the pool, men were shouting stupid shit and doing cannonballs into the pool. Grace looked in their direction with disdain. I didn’t exactly want to get splashed on either so we went to the other side.

Sliding out of Grace’s grip, I dived into the pool. The cool water sent a chill up my body that snapped my senses wide awake. *Yeah, that Nade dude definitely needs a dunk.* When I swam back up to the surface I gave a rough shake of my head and wiped the water out of my eyes before looking up at Grace. “What’re you doing? Get in here.”

Grace looked uncertain. “How cold is it?”

“Seriously? It’s fucking fine. Come on!”

She rubbed the back of her neck sheepishly while looking away. These were sides I’d never seen from her before. Was she being genuine or just acting to let my guard down too? These twins were giving me whiplash.

“I’m… not that good of a swimmer?”

“You’re fucking– GAH. Just fucking jump! I’ll catch you.” I lifted both my arms to catch her but she still hesitated.

“No, you won’t, you’ll let me drown and tell Dad it was an accident!”

“Don’t fucking tempt me! Just get in the fucking water!”

Our loud bickering was drawing the attention of other people in and around the big pool.

Grace still squinted at me suspiciously while looking like she was about to pout at the same time from me cussing and raising my voice at her. “Fine… Just a second.” She took her long, ashy blonde hair and split it into three before twirling them.

“What? What the fuck are you doing?”

“I’m braiding my hair. I don’t want it messy when I’m swimming.”

My jaw dropped from the audacity and my arms fell back into the water. *You gotta be fucking kidding me!* “Aight, then.” I swam back to the edge of the pool and hauled myself back onto the warm concrete.

“I’m almost do–” she didn’t get the chance to finish her sentence since I harshly pushed her into the pool. She screamed the whole way down until hitting the water with a big splash that was more like a splat.

“You know, for someone named Grace, you’re far from it…” I gave my grouchy grumble while putting my hands on my wide hips and shifting my weight on one leg.

She kicked her way back up to the surface and gave multiple coughs. Grace glared furiously up at me when she screamed at me. “SUKIA! You ASSH– AH!” her sentence was cut short again when I cannonballed right next to her, splashing water in her face and she coughed again.

When I came back to the surface again I wiped my eyes and swam over to her. Grace stared at me warily before stiffening up when I grabbed her by her ribcage. “Wh– what do you think you’re doing??”

“Putting on a show. Remember?” I grumbled bluntly while looking towards the house in the corner of my eye. We both saw that Sasha had come out onto the porch under an umbrella to keep out of the scorching sun. She nonchalantly chitchatted with her friends but even I could tell that was a ploy. The biggest difference was that she had a man with her this time and his arm was wrapped around her.

“Wow. You never mentioned he was a good-lookin’ fucker.” I commented while staring the man down. Of course, he just had to have blonde hair. Paler and more vibrant than the twins’ too. My taste supreme.

*He’s still not nearly as good-looking as Julian… unfortunately.*

“Welp. Looks like–” this time it was my sentence that was cut short when Grace roughly grabbed me by my cheeks with both hands and slapped her lips against mine.