OLD BITCHH
1275 Words
~ iris
Ky walked down the aisle slowly, her boots quiet against the floor. She stopped at the empty seat two rows ahead of me,then hesitated.
Her head tilted slightly.
Her eyes met mine again.
This time, they widened just a fraction.
Recognition.
My breath caught.
No.
It couldn’t be.
She smiled.
Not the polite, classroom kind.
The I-know-your kind.
Oh.
The café.
The scarf.
The heavy coat.
The way she’d leaned closer, laughed softly, slipped her number into my hand like it was nothing.
Ky turned fully then, ignoring the empty seat, and walked straight toward me.
“Mind if I sit here?” she asked, already dropping her bag beside my desk.
Alice glanced between us, confused.
“Uh sure,” I said, my voice steady even though my pulse wasn’t.
Ky sat, leaning back casually, her knee brushing mine under the desk. “Didn’t expect to see you here,” she murmured, low enough that only I could hear.
I leaned closer. “You followed me?”
She smirked. “Relax. I transferred weeks ago. Guess fate’s just messy.”
At the front, Miss Eunice cleared her throat sharply.
“Ky,” she said coolly, “you may take your seat.”
Ky didn’t look away from me as she replied, “I have.”
Eunice’s lips pressed into a thin line.
Alice leaned over, whispering, “You know her?”
I nodded slightly. “Met her once.”
Ky’s fingers tapped lightly against the desk. “You disappeared,” she whispered. “Didn’t even text.”
“I had reasons.”
Her gaze lingered on my face, sharp and searching.
“Interesting.”
I felt Alice shift beside me, tension radiating from her like heat. She wasn’t smiling anymore. Her hand rested on the desk now, too close to mine. Possessive. Afraid.
I held her hand, reassuring her I was meant for her alone.
The bell rang, sharp and sudden.
Chairs scraped back. Voices rose. The room slowly emptied, but I stayed seated, gathering my books like I wasn’t aware of the weight pressing against my spine.
Ky lingered beside me.
“Are you busy?” she asked casually.
“Yeah,” I said. “I think I am.”
She smiled, not offended. “We still haven't gone for that dinner, “ she said.
Alice squeezed my hand before heading out. “I’ll be at the dorm.”
I nodded, watching her leave.
“ Fine 4pm,” I said to ky. She smirked and left.
That’s when Wills approached.
Slow.. uneasy.
His shoulders were stiff, his eyes darting around like he expected someone to leap out of the walls.
“Iris,” he said quietly.
What did he want ? I hope it's an apology.
“ I'm..I'm …sorry iris, I promise I will never cross your part.” He said,terrified.
Why was he terrified?
I'm not a monster.
“It's okay wills…” I said.
He swallowed.“Miss Eunice asked me to tell you to come to her office.”
My fingers tightened around my book.
“ Okay!’
“And…hey, you never saw me with you. Please don't tell him.” He said and hurried outside.
Him? Don't tell who?
Was he talking about Alpha Duncan?
I walked through the hall, until I got to her office.
The office door was open. Eunice sat behind her massive mahogany desk, legs crossed, posture perfect, like she owned the entire room. Her sharp eyes lit up as soon as she saw me,predator spotting prey.
“Sit!” she ordered.
“I’m not here to sit, Eunice,” I said, keeping my voice steady.
She laughed, low and cold. “You think you’re confident now, just because my brother released you?”
“I’m grateful,” I replied evenly.
She tilted her head, studying me like I was an experiment. “You know… I’m still wondering why my own brother would pick an omega over his own sister. Twice. Why would he go so far just to get you free?"
“Maybe because he has a heart,” I said, letting the words drip with sarcasm. “You should try having one sometime.”
She laughed again, sharper this time. “Noo… I’m very sure you’re f*****g my brother.”
My chest skipped a beat, but I refused to falter. “I’m no psychopath like you, Eunice. He’s forty, and he’s my best friend’s dad.”
“You mean… your girlfriend?” she said, voice teasing, knowing exactly how to rile me.
I froze for a fraction of a second like I had no idea she would know.
“That’s it,” she said, standing abruptly and circling me like a shark. “You think I don’t know? You think I don't know about you and my niece. I also know my brother cannot settle for someone less like you.”
I smirked inwardly. Because Alpha Duncan is Obsessed with me. That’s why he couldn’t stay away. But I kept that thought buried. Focus, Iris. Not the point.
“So, Eunice,” I said, standing taller, daring her to continue. “Yes, you figured out Alice and I… so what? What else do you want?”
She leaned close, whispering in my ear, her breath cold and sharp. “Let me taste you, Iris. Let me drive you insane. Let me know if you’re sweet.”
I nearly rolled my eyes. f*****g hell. After all this time, she’s still this irritating.
I stepped back, hands on my hips. “No.” My voice was firm, unwavering. “Absolutely not.”
As I turned toward the door, I heard her voice again, venomous. “I’m going to report this to Alpha Duncan. Your little girlfriend will serve her punishment. Her father would be disappointed. and you, you’ll be expelled.”
My blood ran hot, and I whirled around, pointing my finger in her face. “He wouldn’t believe you, Eunice. You’re a liar!”
I didn’t wait for her reply. I stormed out of the office, every step fueled by disgust and defiance.
Completely lost respect for her.
Completely.
Then I saw ky, she was already there, perched on the edge of the window sill, one boot tapping lazily against the floor. She grinned as soon as she saw me, that same mischievous sparkle in her eyes from the café.
“ Well, look who actually showed up,” she said, tilting her head.
I smiled, tugging my coat tighter around me. “I’m here. You weren’t expecting that, huh?”
She leaned forward, elbows on her knees, letting her hair fall over her shoulder. “Maybe I was… maybe I wasn’t. Depends on whether you like surprises or not.”
I laughed softly. “I like surprises… when they’re worth it.”
Her smirk widened. “Good. Because I’ve got a few plans. For you.”
Heat pooled low in my stomach, and I fought to keep my composure. “Is that a promise or a threat?” I teased.
Ky shrugged, leaning back against the wall, letting her gaze linger. “Depends. Can you handle both?”
I caught myself shivering,not from cold, but from the intensity in her eyes. “I can… maybe.”
She reached out, brushing a strand of hair from my face, fingers grazing my cheek. “You smell… goood.”
She came closer, her hands came on my neck. Then she traced them down to my cleavage.
I pressed my legs tightly to offer some semblance of relief to my twitching p***y.
“ Let's go!” She said, as she hopped away. Leaving me disoriented and wet!
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