Having made her point, Sadina left for the night, leaving Rachel in a state of uncertainty.
The days to follow didn’t get any easier to make her decision either, as Sadina turned things up a notch further in an effort to get Rachel to stay, but what was her ulterior motive?
She would first use guilt tripping to chip away at Rachel’s resolve and when that wasn’t working fast enough, gaslighting and manipulation, adopting physical touch where and when she needed to make a lasting impact and the worst part of it all was that it was working. Rachel was now so thrown by it all, that in a spat of complete madness, she was genuinely considering staying with Sadina for another year.
With time, the physical elements went from playful spanks at every available opportunity, eventually working up to surprise embraces and neck kisses from behind, as though they were a fucking couple already.
This was absolute bullshit, why was Sadina fucking with her? Who does that? Why couldn’t she muster up the gall to call her out on her bullshit? Why the fuck was she going along with this? She knew Lori was the better option, the safer option and yet, she was on the precipice of potentially making a grave mistake, one that defied the voice of reasoning.
She felt like she was attempting to swim against the clashing currents of logic and emotion and emotion at this point was threatening to drown her.
Then she decided. Against her better judgement, she would stay. She informed Lori and understandably, Lori was disappointed in her, in the situation, in all of it, but she accepted, so long as Rachel felt sure she was making the right decision.
Rachel could neither confirm nor contradict that, she had no idea what she was getting herself into.
That very night, Rachel returned home after spending an entire day deliberating over her decision and took the silence and darkness of the house to mean she was alone, until Sadina surprised her with an embrace from behind in the kitchen, scaring the shit out of her.
Everything in Rachel compelled her to snap at Sadina, or at the very least shuffle away and giggle awkwardly about it like she usually did, but she couldn’t move, Sadina had broken the final pathetic walls Rachel had tried so hard to put up between them and now she was pushing the boundaries even further, throwing everything in, holding nothing back.
She wasn’t aware of what Rachel had already decided and it was only too good that she wasn’t, because this new and shocking level of aggressive persuasion left Rachel feeling tremendously uneasy and it was even beginning to frighten her.
Sadina began kissing her neck, begging Rachel to stay, all the while, Rachel stood paralysed, not sure what to think, feel or how to act.
“I know you want me, I’ve known for the longest time”, Sadina whispered and that should have been the point that Rachel put a stop to it, but she couldn’t, why couldn’t she move? Where were these words coming from?
“If you stay, we could be an item. You could be my girl. I’d rock your fucking world in the bedroom. Don’t go”.
Rachel couldn’t think, this was all too much to process and it was beginning to make her dizzy. This was all wrong; this was not how she pictured this going in her fantasies at all.
“You know you’d like it and we’d make such a hot couple”. Sadina spun Rachel around and before Rachel could contemplate what was happening, they were locked in wild kissing.
What the fuck! What the fuck! Rachel’s mind screamed, as Sadina’s hands crept all over her body, groping her breasts and squeezing her butt.
Sadina aggressively pushed her way between Rachel’s legs like a sex blind voracious teenaged male or rabid animal and that was the tipping point.
“No!” Rachel shrieked and forcefully shoved Sadina back into the kitchen table, making her stumble and knock over the fruit bowl.
Taking a few seconds to catch her breath and compose herself, they stared at each other in silent shock. No one could possibly imagine how much willpower it had just taken then to do that.
“No?” Sadina replied with a puzzled expression. “Don’t you like me? Did I read your signals wrong?”
“Yes… I mean, no, no you didn’t… I don’t know, I just…”
“So what’s wrong then? Don’t you want to have sex with me?”
“Don’t say it so crude like that! I don’t even know if I’m…!”
“You‘re what? Gay?”
“That! Yes… that”.
“Fuck me, dude”, she sighed and rubbed the back of her head exasperated, “anyone with half a brain can see that you’re as gay as a bear with ponytails and you don’t even know it”.
“You don’t get to judge me. You don’t know what or who I am”.
“Are you seriously in fucking denial after all that? You could have shrugged me off ages ago, hell, when we first kissed, and don’t even try and deny that your eyes are all over me when I’m half naked, I’m not an idiot”.
“I was not!”
“You’re seriously going to lie about it? Really?”
Rachel felt as though her heart was in her throat and her stomach tied tight in knots; where was this embarrassing onslaught coming from?
“Don’t presume to know me!”
“You don’t think I know that you masturbate over me when I’m having sex next door?”
Rachel was stunned, what the fuck? Where the hell did she get that idea?
“Wha... I…”
“There we go, lost for words”.
“I fucking don’t!”
“You probably do some other perverted shit too. What sort of freaky shit are you in to?”
“What are you saying? I don’t do anything of the sort!”
“Liar”. Sadina said that with such venom, leaning back against the
