The Spare Girl [M/F/F]

Chapter 35

I let the phone ring for two seconds before I hung up. The keypad stared back at me on my phone. I let out a long sigh and fell back on my bed. My heart was beating in my throat as I thought back to the night in the club when they’d first proposed their offer. 

It was a long moment before I gathered up the courage to type the numbers back in. My finger hovered over the call button. I bit my lip.

Everything I’d been denying, trying to hold back this entire time was rushing back to the front of my mind. There might be a point to turn back now, but I already knew that once I pressed call I wasn’t going to back out. This was the moment when I stepped into their world. This was the no point of return.

My eyes lifted close as I pressed the phone to my ear.

The ringing dragged on forever and yet it wasn’t long enough. I felt all the blood rush to my head and face, burning me up that I thought I might break out into hot sweats.

Then, the other line picked up.

“Hello?”

It was Nate. 

I swallowed at the sound of his voice. He sounded so normal that it was hard to get my mouth to start working. 

“Hey, um…it’s Julie,” I muttered out. My voice sounded so soft in my empty bedroom. The apartment was empty as well, Mel out somewhere that I didn’t need or want to know. 

“Julie, it’s good to hear from you,” he said. I could imagine he was smiling on the other end. That alone made my gut burn. I twisted to my side, trying to squelch out the fire that was wrapping up through my stomach.

“You too.” An awkward silence fell over the conversation. I bit my lip. My hands were shaking.

“Hm,” he hummed over the line. “Julie, is there any particular reason why you’re calling me?”

My breath hitched. I prayed that he didn’t hear how much his voice alone was affecting me. My ears burned with embarrassment.

But once I got the words out it would be over. The shame was on them for wanting something like this. I was just giving them what they wanted for something in return. 

That made me only blush harder. I was a hooker basically. They just liked trying to make me feel better about it.

“Yeah,” I breathed out, trying not to sound as nervous as I was. “I want to do it.”

There was a beat of silence on his part. I held my breath. It was like he was teasing me. No. He was. 

I grabbed onto my comforter and squeezed. This was too intense. After everything they’d put me through, what Amelia did to me, this should be a walk in the park. Why was this suddenly harder than letting Nate f**k my mouth or Amelia watch me get off?

“Do what?”

You’ve got to be kidding me.

“You know ‘what’.”

He let out a soft laugh. My heart felt heavy at the sound. “I want to hear you say it. So I know you’re serious about this.”

“If I wasn’t serious about this, I wouldn’t have called you.” I immediately wanted to smack myself. 

The line was silent. 

“Sorry—”

“Julie,” he said and I thought my heart was going to thump right out of my chest. His voice was hard, shaking me down to my core. My palms sweated on my chest and around my phone. I licked my chapped lips, hungry for the one thing that wasn’t here. “You’re nervous. I understand that. But don’t think I’ll let you speak to me that way.”

My face blushed scarlet with embarrassment. “I’m sorry.”

My voice was small, barely over a whisper. Hopefully he could hear how sorry I was. And though the slight irritation that had taken over me in that moment was all due to the nervousness as he said, it still felt like I needed to make it up to him somehow. But those kinds of feelings were dangerous in the position I was in. Soon, if this was heading in the direction I thought it was, Nate would be in charge of most of my life. 

There were going to be problems if we butted heads all the time or if I didn’t keep my head on straight while under his authority.

I clenched my thighs as my c**t throbbed at just the thought. 

Seriously, this was getting annoying how he could manipulate my body without even trying or knowing he was doing it.

“Now,” he said, voice dropping low. My heart skipped a beat and I had to physically hold back a moan. “Tell me why you called me.”

Everything in me was telling me to hang up. Hang up and pretend none of this had ever happened. Ever since the night in the club, where Melanie had taken our friendship and crashed it, I had been riding out this wave. It was sending me straight to land where I thought I could be saved, but it was riddled with rocks. Those rocks were Amelia and Nate. As much as I wanted to be saved, as much as I wanted and needed the money to survive, I didn’t want to give up a piece of me. Soon, I might realize that this was the biggest mistake I’d made in my life.

That wasn’t right now. 

I took a deep breath and made the plunge.

“I want to be yours.”

As soon as I said it, I knew it was what he wanted to hear. He made a deep hum that sent shivers through my body. This feeling was like any other. Amelia and Melanie were fire coursing through my body. They were a high forced into me while I’d tried to run away. Nate was a flame calling me towards it. I was the moth that was so blind yet so intrigued by the fire blazing my skin.

“I want you to be mine too.”

As if I wasn’t already in pain, those aching words almost broke my heart.