Page 88 of From Angel to Rogue

They definitely did.

And my stomach twisted, regretting ever starting this conversation.

“Thank you, Li.” Evy slid her a grateful smile.

“Was it any good?” Lily grinned, not letting it go. “I imagine the good old Matty Evans would be sweet in bed?”

“Quite the opposite actually,” Sierra mumbled, the red on her cheeks spreading to the tops of her chest. “He has a very dirty mouth, and he gets very creative and also…” She licked her lips.

“Also?” Evy and Lily leaned closer, holding their breaths.

“He’s pierced down there,” she said shyly. “He’s thinking of getting another one.”

Evy and Lily’s jaws fell to the floor.

My stomach only twisted further, and I groaned, not ever wanting to ever know that detail about my fucking twin.

“Holy fuck, good for you girl.” Lily blew out a breath. “At least all of you are getting sex. I miss sex.” She pouted. “Mikey wouldn’t touch me.”

“That’s because you’re not well, Li,” Evy said softly. “In four weeks, you can.”

“I can’t fucking wait,” she muttered before her brows furrowed. “Umm, K, I think you have a little situation down there.” She wiggled a finger.

Frowning, my eyes followed her finger and I stilled.

“Don’t worry, I have pads and you can change into one of my pj’s,” Evy said. “I’ll go get it for you.”

I didn’t answer. Icouldn’tanswer her.

All I could do was stare at the tiny red spots on my yellow dress as the worst memories of my past flashed through my mind like the loud shutter of a camera.

Suddenly, I could feel it all, the stickiness between my thighs, the sound of my heart sinking to my guts, and the low cramp in my stomach that I didn’t even notice.

I could feel it all.

Fuck no, it wasn’t happening again, was it? My heart and soul couldn’t fucking take it once again.

But how? How the fuck could it be possible?

My ears muffled to the sound of my friends asking me if I was okay, but everything turned into a blur and I felt as if someone had sucked all the air out of my fucking lungs.

I couldn’t hear.

I couldn’t see.

I couldn’t breathe.

God, please no.

Not again.

The edges of my vision turned pitch black and darkness consumed me.

Completely.

LAN

“Mikey, stop fucking around,” I deadpanned, but that fucker didn’t listen and kept deliberately messing up his bass riff with a proud grin.

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