Welcome To Sophie’s Diary

Chapter 2: Edna

Well, Edna is just Edna.

Edna is the type of girl your parents warn you about and tell you to stay away from.

She’s goofy, nasty, and, at times, a good friend.

I met Edna the first night I slept on the street. She saved me from getting r***d by some street boys, and since then, she’s been helping me. She helped me get this job, and sometimes I crash at her place.

Edna is a bad influence. Take it from me.

She doesn’t mind getting involved in a threesome as long as she’s getting paid. Edna is just the opposite of me when it comes to being a dirty, slutty girl.

Her parents are well-to-do, but she chose to be a street girl.

Thank God she’s a street girl. How else would I have met her?

After the day’s work, Edna insisted that we go to a house party since it was the weekend and we were practically off duty.

“A little tequila and a little d**k wouldn’t hurt,” she said.

Oh my days.

Edna would certainly ruin my twenties, and I bet she’s already doing that.

We stopped at Edna’s house. She rushed off to the nearest supermarket to get some condoms in case the need for them arose.

I quickly slumped onto the bed.

Soft. Comfy.

Heaven on earth.

“Oh, this girl is enjoying,” I said out loud, staring at the ceiling.

I checked out her wardrobe, and this girl had already mapped out our outfits for tonight.

I smiled.

What a thoughtful girl.

Because with Edna, I didn’t have to pretend or hide myself.

While checking out the new clothes she had added to her wardrobe, my phone rang.

“Hey, girl,” Edna said.

I replied, “What’s up? When are you coming? I’m checking out the clothes you bought.”

“Are you down tonight? Because I saw that my friend I promised to hook you up with, and he said he’s coming to the party.”

“Oh my God, Edna, who are you?” I said between laughter.

“I’m the girl who wants her friend to know what it means to be wanted by a man.”

“Oh, girl, I’ve got a lot in store for you.”

Before I could say anything else, the call ended.

Thirty minutes later, after I had dozed off, the doorknob turned, keys jingled, and the door opened.

Edna walked in with her hands full.

“Girl, look who’s back!” she giggled, dumping the bags on the bed.

I had struggled to close my eyes, and this girl had just decided to ruin my sleep.

I yawned sleepily.

“Hope you bought some snacks? I checked your fridge. There’s nothing there.”

“Well, this fairy got you covered,” Edna said. “I bought spinach, apples, cabbage, bananas, chips, walnuts—anything to get a junkie like you running again.”

My eyes opened wide.

“Edna, all this stuff you listed? We’re not paid that much. So where did you get the money for all of that?”

Then I noticed the second bag.

“What the hell is this?”

A packet of condoms fell out.

“Ewww! Are you trying to f**k the entire town?”

“Heyyyy! One question at a time,” Edna snapped back. “Don’t you know I’m a pretty naughty girl? So I used my pretty-girl privilege to get what I wanted.”

I stared at her.

“I had a quickie with the supermarket owner in exchange for all this. Plus, he gave me some cash and promised that anytime I needed anything, I shouldn’t hesitate to come over.”

She shrugged.

“So, if you ask me, I think it’s a pretty good deal. Don’t you think?”

She winked at me.

“Edna!”

I couldn’t believe her.

“Tom’s wife has been good to us, which you’re aware of. So why the hell are you sleeping with her husband?” I screamed at her.

“But Tom was the one who approached me first, so how am I at fault?” Edna shrugged.

She walked into the bathroom to wash off, leaving me to decide which of the snacks I wanted to dig into.

I took out the walnuts and grabbed a bite, but it was a bit too hard.

I tried different snacks before finally deciding which one was going down.

“Hey, I saw Jason, the guy I told you about. I gave him your WeChat account and also sent him your picture. So once we get to the party, play nice,” Edna said from the bathroom, with the water rushing in the background.

“I can’t hear you. Say it again,” I pretended not to hear a thing she was saying so she could come out of the bathroom.

Immediately, the door opened.

“I said Mr. Good d**k is coming to the party, so dress nice and sexy and don’t f**k this up,” she said, emphasizing every word.

“God, you’re such a slut,” I said, laughing out loud. “You can’t be serious right now, Edna.”

I feigned innocence, although deep down, that was exactly what I wanted.

Edna came straight to the bed, touched my face, and gave me a kiss on the forehead.

“Oh, my baby. Don’t worry, he’s not going to dickmatize you,” she said. “I can assure you he’s going to go down on you in a way you’ll want more.”

She patted my head.

“Come and check out this chic dress I bought. It’s especially for you, and trust me, I know what’s good for you.”

I was lost for words and couldn’t find the right thing to say at that moment. I just nodded and said, “Okay.”

When Edna says something, it must be done.

No excuses.

None at all.

I freshened up because there was no way I was going to a party smelling like the day’s work. I hummed one of my favorite songs, brushed my teeth, and had a quick shave.

Because apparently, this girl was getting some good d**k tonight.

Although I hadn’t seen the d**k yet, the reviews from Edna were enough for me to work with.