New Beginnings

Georgia's POV:

"This. This one Fahmeen!" I hope she catches the dress I just launched at her as I'm too busy searching for the next. I take things like this very seriously. It's prom. A once in a lifetime opportunity and we'll be forever remembered the way we looked that night. So we gotta be remembered good, right?
"Georgia no more please?" She tried the puppy eyes but I will not be easily swayed! This is serious business.
"No, come on. Look around you babe. We're in the land of opportunity. Find one." I nudge her towards a rack of dresses I think she'd like. I see her eyes shine and I know I've done my job.

My phone buzzes and I realise there's a couple of unopened texts. One's from Rolf, he gave me his number once he knew I knew about them.

(R) How's it going? Found anything yet?
(G) We will. Give us time.
(R) Okay. Can you please make sure Fahmeen texts me back, that girl doesn't check her phone much.
I giggle because it's true. She becomes oblivious to the vibration in her pocket once she steps outside.
(G) Aye aye.

I see Aston's name pop up. Immediately I reply to his texts.
(A) Where are you?
(G) Sorry did I forget to tell you? I'm shopping with Fahmeen. It's for prom :)
💬
(A) You did
My throat suddenly feels dry. I grip my phone a little tighter and look up to see what Fahmeen's doing. I mentally scold myself for making such a stupid mistake. I was lucky my boyfriend was such a forgiving person.

...

Fahmeen's POV:

"Hey I was thinking we could get some Krispy Kreme? And I'd love a coffee."
I turn to see Georgia distracted and staring at a distance.
"Georgia?"
She blinks and comes back to me.
"Is coffee good for the baby?" She says absentmindedly.
"It's fine. Are you okay?"

Whilst I continued dress hunting, I noticed her mood drop. I didn't like it. It wasn't her to become sad when we're shopping. This is her happy time.
"Yeah fine! Alright we're up." She nudges me forward and we walk to the till. There's something she's not telling me.

We sit with doughnuts and coffee. Georgia's mostly come back to me now. Or she's trying to appear normal, either way she's doing a great job because she didn't laugh at one of my terrible jokes.
"That was awful. Worse than usual, Fahmeen." She shakes her head at me, finishing her second original glazed.
Whilst I take a sip of my coffee, I see my sister walk in.
"Oh my God, it's Sam."
Georgia has her back to her and her eyes widen.
"I'm going to say hi."
"No wait." She holds my hand. But I've made up my mind. These will be the first steps to reconciliation. I had to make my move.

Sam doesn't realise it's me yet but I tap her on the shoulder. Her eyes find mine and she stares at me for a few seconds. She doesn't seem angry, that's good.
"Hey." I attempt to smile.
"Hey."
I see her look down at my stomach, curiously.
"I'm not showing yet. Well, not like this. Can I hug you?"
I don't give her the chance to refuse so I go straight in. Eventually her hands hug me back.

"Jay's coming back."
What?
"Why? Doesn't he have his exams soon?" She pulls away.
"He said he can study from home. He knows by the way."
I nod slowly, I should've expected that. I wasn't angry. Just anxious.
"Okay." I saw slowly.

Sam looks over at Georgia who just meekly waves at her. She chuckles.
"Doughnuts. Was that a craving?"
Her eyes are genuine as she asks me that. She cares.
"No. We just fancied them after shopping for prom dresses."
She gasps.
"Oh yes, your prom. You'll show me what you got right?"
"I will." I promise. I will see her again.
"Just give mum time. She'll come round. And father's finally left. She kicked him out."
"Wow." I exhale, that's good news.
"Alright I'll let you know when Jay's back. See you around."

I can't imagine my brother's reaction to everything. In all honesty, I was not looking forward to it.

Fahmeen's POV:

I was in the shower. My evenings usually end like this, an early cleanse and then I go to sleep around 10. I've been getting tired easy and shopping combined with coffee and seeing family after a while, it's worn me out.

I hear the door open behind me and I can feel his body heat as he presses up my back.
"Hi." He says into my wet hair.
His wandering hands start off with massaging my shoulders.
"Hi. Going to bed?"
He's at my breasts now, kneading them. I lean my head back on his chest.
"Uh huh. Thought I'd join you." His voice his husky and close to my ear so I can hear him over the running water.

One hand dangerously sneaks lower, venturing south. He cups my pussy and he's kissing my neck. The combination of his finger dipping in and out and the sound of his sloppy kisses make me grind into his hands. I moan as he increases his pace, one hand still massaging my breast. The image of us was driving me crazy. Our wet bodies, sensually moving together. I could feel his steadily rising cock against my ass.

"Faster." I whisper, eyes closed. He complied and I hear him groan into my ear. Rolf begins thrusting against my behind, bringing me closer to my own climax.

I reach it, keeping his hand there whilst I ride it out with him still inside of me. Rolf continues with his fingers till I finally finish.
"Bend over." He says hastily, and I lean my hands on the wall in front of me in just enough time before his cock pushes into my pussy.
We both moan and he thrusts long and fast. His fingers are tightly gripping my hips, pulling me closer. In and out.
I arch my back, wanting him deeper.
"Oh fuck."
I hear him moan and his finger rubs my clit, furiously.

...

When we both finish, he hugs me close and brings us under the water. As we clean ourselves, today's events runs through my mind.
"There's something Georgia's not telling me." I say, scrubbing my back. He takes over for me, reaching the lower part I struggled to get being so close to him.
"Maybe she's just going through something. We're all entitled to secrets." He gives me a knowing smile.
I can't help but agree, I mean I was one to talk.

"My brother's coming back. I bumped into Sam and she told me."
Rolf stills and stares into my eyes, I can sense his protectiveness.
"It's okay, she was happy for me. She even told me dad's gone, all thanks to my mother."
"Susan kicked him out?"
I see his eyes shine with pride towards her. I loved their relationship, I just hope my mother could look past certain things to appreciate a good man when she sees one.
"I'm proud of her." He says softly, his soapy hands stroking my face.
"Me too."
I lean into him and kiss his lips.

...

Harriet wore no makeup today. It was unusual so I found myself studying her (discreetly) throughout English. She had her head down, actually working hard. I notice that notepad she kept close to her. Now I knew she wasn't the culprit behind the suspicious notes, I was intrigued in a good way.

After the lesson ended, I was about to catch up to her to talk before Rolf pulled me back.
"I'm going to meet up with some friends after work. I'll drop you home. Won't be too long." Home. He never called his place his anymore, Rolf always called it ours. Home.
He looks behind me as the door closes behind the last student and kisses my forehead.
"Okay." I smile.

"Harriet?"
She stops and regards me suspiciously.
"Can we talk?"
She dramatically rolls her eyes.
"What do you want, Fahmeen?"

I see it now. All this facade to cover up some insecurity or vulnerability. I find myself wanting to help her, or at least let her know she has someone who cares enough to talk to with.
I gesture for her to follow me to the side of the hallway, away from the stampede of students. Georgia approaches us and looks at me funny.
"I'll see you later."
I smile at her, hoping she catches on.
"Okay." She says suspiciously and walks away. She shakes her head.
"Can this hurry please? I have somewhere to be."

"Are you okay?" I ask her.

She stops her fidgeting and just stares at me. Harriet has eyes the colour of emerald green and they sparkle as she looks into my eyes. She has cheeks covered in freckles and her hair is a long mane of thick orange hair.
"Y-Yes. Why would you ask me that?" Harriet watches people walking past us as if the world was watching her. She seemed paranoid.
"You've just seemed different lately. I've noticed you don't hang with your... crew anymore."
She rolls her eyes.
"Stalking me much?"
I ignore that.
"Look, the reason I've noticed is because I did think you might have been a suspect in my own drama. But you weren't. I found who it was and ... it's sorted now anyways."
She leans in closer, eyebrows down in concentration as she seems interested now.

"So, I just wanted to say if you ever wanted to talk to anyone about having a crazy, melodramatic life. You can talk to me."
I smile at her and turn to walk away. She grabs my arm.
"Wait."
She sighs and looks like she's hesitant about saying what's next.