Chapter 3: Chapter Two||Blackmail

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Chapter Two||Blackmail

He was staring at me.

At my breast, or rather where my breast were supposed to be.

I flipped him off. He smirked in response and winked.

It had been merely two days since the whole incident and I still wasn't asked to repay him.

"I see you met my brother," Nick stated as he sat next to me in lunch.

"Yeah, he's a real ass, he keeps staring at my tits," I hissed without thinking.

He furrowed his eyebrows, "Your tits?"

Oh, fuck.

"Yeah, my man titties. I mean, look at these babies, they're double D's," I joked and nervously chuckled as I patted my flat chest.

He laughed with me and patted my chest as well, to which I instantly froze.

My no no parts, oh my gosh, please get your hands off me.

"I see you guys are having fun."

I turned my head and caught sight of Sam, who had taken the liberty of sitting in front of us.

"Sam," I said through gritted teeth.

"Sawyer," he greeted back, "I love your name by the way, it's so. . . unisex."

"Yeah, Sam is on the teasing side. Thank God you aren't a girl because he'd be on you in like five seconds," Nick chuckled.

"What can I say? Girls love me." Sam winked at me and I rolled my eyes in response.

Fuckboy.

I mean, I really couldn't blame him, he was hot as fuck. I'd let him play with my berries any d- shit, I'm checking him out. Avert your eyes, hoe.

"What do you say, Saw?"

I blinked. What the fuck was he talking about?

"Yeah, yeah, of course," I answered unknowingly, hoping it was the right answer.

Sam raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

"Yeah," I said again.

Sam furrowed his eyebrows and stared at me with a look that said: "What the fuck are you doing?"

Honestly, I don't know Sammy.

"Great, see you there, text me your address and I'll pick you up," he said as he stood up, "I have to go to see a teacher."

Wait, what the fuck?

Sam waited until Nick left and then looked at me.

"Why in the fuck would you say yes?" He asked.

"What did I say yes to?"

"You just said yes to a pool party, I don't know how the fuck your keeping those beautiful breast hidden-" I crossed my arms angrily,  "-but you're going to have to take your shirt off for the pool party," he finished.

Well, fuck me in the ass and call me Sally.

"Fuck me," I cried out.

"Anytime, anywhere," Sam said as he winked.

Oh, fuck this guy.

I glared at him and sighed.

"I don't know what-"

I was cut off my a girl, she was the mere definition of beautiful.

Brown chestnut hair, big dark brown eyes, a slim figure and legs to kill for.

I wish I had her legs.

She probably thought I was in to her or something because she winked at me and looked at Sam.

"Hey, baby, are we still on for tonight?" She purred and I instantly winced.

Are they going to do the doodly-doo in his room? Will I hear noises?

"Yeah, I think so, just you and me, Linda," he said with a wink.

By the look on her face, I could tell her name wasn't Linda, but she didn't say anything about it.

"Unless someone wants to join," she muttered suggestively.

Wait, what? Why the fuck would this bitch want to fuck me? I look like Yzma next to this- oh wait, I'm a boy.

"I don't usually like sharing my women with other guys in bed but I can make an exception." Sam winked.

"Yeah, no," I smiled, "you're really hot and all but you're not my type." Literally.

She looked at me in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe I had turned her down.

"Your loss," she scoffed as she flipped her hair and walked out.

Stupid bitch.

•••

It was exactly 3:00am, Sammy was asleep, and I looking fucking hot.

I had come to the conclusion that I needed to get some sort of secret of Sam's to blackmail him in the future.

I was wearing all black, so that I could hide in the dark shadows, and I have to admit, I look fucking hot.

I smugly smiled as I opened my window. The distance between our houses wasn't much, both our houses had two floors, which meant that all I had to do was leap towards his window.

I stepped on my window's sill and carefully extended my leg.

This isn't too har- oh, fuck, I almost slipped, oh fuck me in the ass.

I opened the window and silently thanked God that it was open.

I slipped in and smiled at myself. Sam was passed out in his bed, snoring.

Let's see what we can find.

I turned on my phone's flashlight and scattered through his desk.

Condoms, chocolate wrappers- ew, panties. Did he actually keep anything school related in his desk?

I opened the first drawer only to reveal a small composition book.

I narrowed my eyes in suspicion and grasped it. "What is this," I muttered to myself as I opened it up to the first page.

Look, I know Mr. Jackson is making me keep this journal but I'm not starting any entry with "dear diary". That's some pussy shit.

Why was Mr. Jackson making Sam keep a diary?

I don't give a fuck, I have my blackmail, I gotta blast my sweet ass out of here.

I headed towards the window and climbed out of it.

Fuck you, Sam, nobody makes a fool out of- FUCK.

My left foot slipped on the sill and my heart skipped a beat. It was as if I was falling towards my doom.

But then, someone caught my hand.

Someone up there must really like me.

I looked up expecting the very own Jesus, my lord and savior, to be holding my hand but instead, I found the oposite.

"Give me the journal and I'll consider not letting you die," Sam spoke, he looked really pissed.

I considered his offer. I needed the journal and if he let me go, the worst that could happen is that I break a bone or every single one in my body.

"Bite me," I hissed and let go of his hand.

That's when Sawyer realized, she'd fucked up.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I heard Sam scream.

I was waiting to meet the hard, cold ground but my man decided to do me another solid.

I landed on some bushes.

A tear escaped my eye and I threw a peace sign at the sky.

"Thank you," I said.

"Are you okay? Wait up, I'm coming down," Sammy exclaimed from his room.

Fuck that.

I ran towards my front door in hopes to escape Sam but I found that it was locked.

Oh, great.

Author's Note

Yooooo, Gina here.

This chapter is dedicated to the fact that this book went from 79 reads to 300 in one night. Tfffff, I'm so prouddududusususjskz

Thank you guys for giving this crap book an oportunity😭