What's up folks?! SURPRISE! It's double upload day for Screw Me Over! Part of my little treat for March! Nah, really it was because I was excited to post both of these chapters.

Anyway, chiiiiiiiillllllllleeeeeeee! What do you all think about Jana's answer?! Do you think she should have said yes, no, or said the answer she did?

Now why did Jess tell Loraina about Carmon's cookies?

Well, now you also know about the presents that Carmon got for Christmas? What do you think about all of them?

Do you guys know the guy who has a crush on Rena? Do you think they should get together?

Lastly, poor Raina. If you were in Jessica's shoes and had Raina come to you about something serious like that, what would you do?

Well, we are back with another chapter for Screw Me Over! It's Rena's turn to write her story! (Get it? Cause Rena likes books and...never mind).

Anyway, please see the triggers that are in the summary of this story. You will run into a sex scene. Skip it if you feel uncomfortable! Please!

Alright, y'all! That's all I have! You may continue! 💜🤫

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We ended off Christmas with a meal already made by Jessica. After her marriage proposal to Jana, she didn't feel so well. Really, we all weren't expecting that answer. We all didn't feel so well about Jana's answer. They were so much in love that we figured the answer was obvious. Maybe she wasn't ready to give all of herself to just one person yet, but she's been doing a great job at it for this long.

Anyway, since Jess wasn't feeling so well, she stayed in my room and I let her cry on my chest for a whole three nights. Once we got to the 30th, she came to an understanding and felt that she should have seen it coming. In my personal opinion, Jess is very pushy in relationships. That's how she lost Leo in a sense.

Well, now we are here on New Years Eve and they haven't really spoke to each other much. Everyone was too busy getting ready for the New Years party that will be at our tiny apartment.

Well...everyone besides me.

Jana was forming a playlist on her computer, Carmon was buying drinks, Tiffany was thinking of what they should wear for the party, and Jessica was making food. I stayed in my room and read a few books to get my mind off Keenan.

He hadn't spoken to me since the night he cancelled on me. Brian's been a good friend to me lately though. He's been coming over to spend time with me, taking me out to dinner, listening to my problems, and more. If he wasn't in a relationship...

Actually, who am I kidding? I still wouldn't date him. He's just not trustworthy. We dated twice and he cheated both times. He felt as if our relationship wasn't as serious because we were younger, but I disagreed. It didn't matter how young he was, he still had the common sense to remember that he had a girlfriend. Now he's got a seven-year-old whom I love dearly.

Even though I couldn't really forgive him fully, we still remained friends no matter what.

His seven-year-old Tiarria was born when I was about 14 years old. Brian let me babysit her when she was still a baby and we've been tight ever since. As a counselor, we're technically not allowed to have favorite kids. Luckily, this kid isn't in our program. She's one of my favorite kids.

Anyway, everyone else was getting ready for this party and I was grabbing a bottle of water. Once the refrigerator door shut, Raina came rushing out of her room with an invitation in her hand. It was probably a dirty party invitation that Carmon got when she went out one day. I told her not to keep those around Raina.

As I walked over towards the two ladies, Raina came out with "Mommy! Can I go to Callie's party?! Please! She's having a party tonight!"

I was shocked. My plans were to babysit Raina tonight. I thought about taking her to go see a movie or something. Plus, who was Callie? I didn't know who this Callie girl was and if I didn't know who she was, Carmon definitely didn't know.

She was growing up just like her mom. She's been getting plenty of invites to parties and Carmon's been letting her go. Honestly, I got less and less time with her. My heart sank more as she ran off with her friends around the apartment complex and declined spending time with me.

Maybe the girls were right for once. It was time for me to start being around more adults. After all, Raina's not my child and I should be enjoying my childless life before it comes.

The day had passed by so quickly because the night was already upon us. I had been in my room the entire time reading a book. This book was about a woman struggling in many aspects of her life. Love wise, financially, and family wise. It reminded me so much of Tiffany's situation. She was in college with her mild guy issues, struggled with paying for school after her student loan fiasco with her aunt, and now has stopped talking to many people in her family.

As much as I've tried to get her to read the story, she wouldn't. The only thing she would ever read again is her magazines is what she told me. It wasn't even worth persuading her after that.

As my fingers flipped through the interesting story, my heart sank as I took in parts of the story. In stories such as this one, they have the one guy that's always around as the friend but wants to be the love interest.

Sadly, that's not how it works in real life. Everyone's caught up in their own lives and in themselves that they don't know how to love someone else. Nowadays, we live in a hookup culture so love is practically nowhere to be found.

As my eyes continued to read the words on the fascinating pages, a sudden blast of music came through the walls of our small apartment. It frightened me making me jump and losing my place in my book. It had to be the girls in the living room getting ready for this stupid party. This was so frustrating.

Yes, it's New Years and it's supposed to be fun and whatnot. At the same time, they should be considerate of my needs too.

Hopping off my bed to check out what was going on, I exited my room and looked into the living room. My eyes landed on Carmon gyrating her hips with an amused smile on her face. She was wearing this tight silver mini dress that wrapped around every curve she had.

Jana was behind her DJ booth with large speakers surrounding her playing the loud music. Her whole DJ set was against the wall that was between my room and the living room. Of course, I'm going to feel the full effect.

Walking up to Jana and her booming party music, I snatched her headphones from her head and slammed them on the floor in frustration.

"What the hell, Rena?! I was just testing the-"

"I don't give a shit about what you were testing. It's too loud. Why by my room wall?" I interrupted as Carmon walked over towards us.

"What the hell? I was getting my grind on," Carmon complained as the light shined on her glittery silver dress to blind the rest of us. She folded her arms and looked at me with an annoyed look. Looking just like her child that I just so happened to be missing that evening.

"Well, now you both know how I feel. I was getting my read on, but your loud music interrupted that. Keep it down," I said as my eyes watched both of them. A silence fell over the room for only a few seconds and I was going back to my room until loud laughter fell to my ears.

"Getting her read on! How lame!" Jana said as she was cracking up off what I just said. That's when I knew they were mocking me.

"Now, Jana...that's not nice. Reading is fun...for nobodies who get no action!" Carmon teased as they continued laughing.

"Wait a minute. She's Goody Two Shoes Rena, Carms. She doesn't hang with us peasants!"

"Because she doesn't drink..."

"Or swear!"

"Or...HAVE SEX!"

As the two childish humans continued to joke about my lifestyle, I rolled my eyes and walked towards the kitchen to find me something to eat. It was hard to ignore when it was all you heard now.

"Now, now, Carmon. Rena's a posh woman. How dare you put your lips on her! She doesn't kiss women, you mutt," Jana continued. If only I were able to close my ears fully.

"Rena, would you like for us to dance five feet away from each other at the party? We have to get rid of the alcohol, Jana. Oh, and make sure there's absolutely NO kissing or cussing. Nobody can touch anybody," Carmon finished...or so I thought. While pouring a cup of juice, Jana had one more thing to say.

"So, basically, it won't be a party? It'll be a book club. Rena, would you like for us to play classical or Kidz Bop for the party?" Jana joked as her and Carmon fell out in laughter.

Hoping that both of them would choke on their own spit, I made myself a bowl of noodles. Once they realized that I wasn't paying them any kind of attention, Carmon opened up a storage closet that we put plenty of things in. If anything, that's the biggest room out of the whole house.

"The least you could do is help me get the chairs from the closet, Rena," Carmon said with some attitude.

My first instinct was to go and help her. As soon as my bowl of noodles sat on the kitchen counter, I reconsidered my decision. After they were teasing me about something important to me, they suddenly want my help. Hell no.

"Oh, Carmon! How dare you ask me to do something so...peasant-like. Why would I help someone like you? I'm Rena. Rena does not pull out chairs," I mocked as my hands picked up the bowl again and I watched Jana leave her post with her car keys in hand.

Carmon sighed as a devilish grin came over my face. "Fine. Sorry about picking on you, okay? Now, can you please come and help me? We only have five more minutes until everyone gets here."

Watching her struggle with those chairs made me feel a little bad. She had on heels and those aren't meant to help move chairs. Her small apology made me want to help her again. Plus, no one else was here to help. Jana left to get something from someone's house, Tiffany was still at the store, and Jessica was picking up a few people. Might as well.

"Fine, but watch your hands for I am no object of lust," I mocked one last time before putting my noodles down and helping her move the chairs out of the closet. As we moved the chairs, one of them cut my middle finger and blood slowly spewed from it.

"Carmon, I need a bandage," I said going back into the closet. For some reason, she followed me inside the closet. Standing in the rather large storage and looking for the box of bandages, Carmon watched and sighed.

"Rena, where's your party clothes? It's New Years Eve and we're having an actual party. Not a pajama party," she complained as my left hand grabbed the bandage box and wrapped a bandage around my right middle finger.

Sighing heavily, I looked at her and said "Maybe I just didn't have enough time to change."

Obviously, she wasn't buying it. My plans were to stay in my room the entire time and read for New Years. The other girls usually do all of the partying while I just stay at home and watch Raina. Since she was off to her own little shindig, my night was open to do whatever the hell I wanted to do. Babysitting grown drunk women was not on my list of things to do.

She folded her arms across her chest and raised her eyebrow at me in shame while saying "Rena, this is not just a party that FOUR girls are hosting. You live here too. You have to be there as well. It wouldn't look right if you weren't there. You represent us now. Will you please change into something good-looking?"

She had a point, but it was my choice whether or not to attend this stupid party. Although I live here, I didn't have to go. At the same time, I did represent all five of us. We were hosting the party and they needed my help. Maybe sticking around for a little while wouldn't hurt.

I finally agreed to changing my clothes and we were about to walk out of the closet until we realized...

The door was locked.

Carmon freaked out and tried to open it by turning the knob with so much force, but that only made it fall off.

"RENA! WE'RE STUCK IN THIS FUCKING CLOSET! WHAT THE HELL DO WE DO?!" she cried as she held the door knob in her hand.

My eyes widened as my jaw dropped in panic. Once I ran to the door and banged onto the door, the music decided to blare throughout the apartment and people were coming into the party place.

"JANA! JESS! TIFF! GET US OUT OF HERE!!!!" I cried as I continued to bang against the door and, eventually, gave up.

As my body slid down the door in defeat, Carmon responded with "It's no use now, Rena. They're already in party mode. They can't hear us. We're stuck in here until late afternoon tomorrow. Might as well make the best of it in here."

Well, I got my wish. I didn't have to go to the party now.

My eyes raised to a fascinated Carmon digging through one of her containers and grabbing a few materials that looked...illegal.

"Carmon, what the hell are you doing? You know that's illegal to have, right?" I freaked out trying to take the whole bag of marijuana away from Carmon.

She held the bag back and looked at me in delight. What was so funny about this whole situation? We were locked in a closet with an illegal substance!

"Oh, stop it, you goody two shoes. Why don't you try it before you just go crazy?" she said as she sat on another container and started rolling up two blunts. I shook my head in disbelief. This was something I didn't think that Carmon did and I'm supposed to know this girl. She's my best friend.

"Come on, Rena. It's bad enough that we can't go to the party. At least, help me get rid of my worries and take a few puffs," she said as she raised the blunt to me and smoked the other one in her hand.

Watching her keep calm and still enjoy herself in a locked closet with the last person she wanted to be in here with made me want to change my mind. What if someone came in and found us high as hell? We'd be busted big time.

As Carmon danced around to the booming music playing in the living room, my mind contemplated on trying this new substance that could possibly get me in trouble. Carmon was used to do things like this. She felt like she didn't have anything to lose. I, on the other hand, had plenty of things to lose.

At the same time, she was feeling good. In that moment, I wanted to feel the same. Just didn't want the consequences.

Well, I used to smoke my granny's electronic cigarette and that wasn't bad. Maybe this would be different. Plus, research says that it's a natural plant. Where's the harm in it, right?

I never smoked a day in my life...until that moment.

Picking up the blunt, my fingers lit the match and the blunt was lit. Taking a in a rough amount of the substance, I coughed my brains out. It was the craziest fumes I'd ever taken in, but after a while, I got used to it. My body felt good and I just kept giggling out of nowhere.

"Did you seriously take a hit?! Girl, you're moving up in the world!" Carmon said as she sat in front of me and smirked. It had been about an hour and a half since the party started and we were high like a kite. We weren't high as hell just yet, but I was out of my element a bit.

"Reeeeenaaaaaa, I'm soooooo hungry," Carmon chuckled as we sat against the closet wall. Her head leaned against my shoulder as I just giggled out of nowhere again.

"Go get something to eat then," I said slowly forgetting that the damn door knob was broken. Soon, she sat up and looked at me with her narrowed eyes.

"You know what? I think I want something...sweet to eat. Something...wet," she said as she sat in front of me and our eyes connected.

My brain couldn't really process what she meant so I pointed to the door for her to leave from to get her food. Little did I know she was talking about eating me up.

When she bit her lip and rubbed my thigh, my body got excited all of the sudden. I was instantly in the mood. Once again, a giggle escaped my lips as Carmon leaned into me with a devilish smile and softly connecting her lips with mine.

Just like at the skating center, our tongues intertwined and my chest raised in enjoyment. Closing my eyes, my right hand moved through her hair and pulling onto it signaling more. An accidental moan came out as her lips slowly moved down my neck and my hand pushed her into my neck. Her hands grabbed the bottom of my shirt and lifted it over my head in one swift movement.

I instantly fell into a pull of ecstasy and just wanted to drown in it. Her soft touch, her kisses, and her love bites made me want more of her. She had me gone. Of course, the weed helped, but she just had me lost in clouds of pure bliss. I just wanted her to keep going. It was nothing like my past experiences of sex. It was like she knew exactly what my body wanted and I couldn't get enough.

She slid me down making my head and back hit the ground but I didn't care. The pain went away as soon as her hands felt onto my chest and her tongue wrapped itself around my nipples. My back arched in pleasure as my eyes rolled to the back of my head. My mind was missing in a sea of lust and I loved it.

As her delicate kisses got down towards my pajama pants, she slid them off my legs revealing a drenched private spot that she was about to gain entrance to. My toes curled, my eyes closed instantly, and I bit my lip to stop myself from moaning some more. That didn't last long.

Suddenly, I feel two of her fingers rub against my wet area and her soft voice say "Look at me, Rena."

I couldn't hold back my moans. A heavy moan came from my lips as her fingers entered and her tongue lightly brushed over my drenched spot, sending chills down my body.

An excessive number of tones came out as she just tortured me with everything she had. At that point, I was out of my mind. She moaned in delight as my hands clenched onto her hair. Her fingers moved in and out of me faster after so long as her tongue continued massaging my weak spot making my legs shake in excitement. 

"Look up at me, beautiful. You know you want it," Carmon whispered as she sped up her motions inside me. My eyes finally opened to a messy-haired Carmon as she bit her glossed lip and closed off any space we had between each other.

Leaning my head back, I cried "Fuck, Carmon!" Her lips crashed into mine as she realized that I was almost at my peak.

"Someone's about to come. Good," she growled with her hair all over her face. Her motions sped up making me scream at the top of my lungs.

"Carmon, stop!" I shouted as my body finally released itself. Her fingers stayed in place as my body took its time to relax. While my body was regenerating, we heard the partygoers count down into the new year. Once they reached the end, everyone started screaming and Carmon leaned in to kiss me one last time.

Pulling her fingers out of me, she placed them in her mouth and winked at me in a sensual way.

"You really do taste sweet," she said as she fixed her messed up hair.

"You nasty bitch," I giggled as my eyes searched for my clothes.

"And that's a surprise to you?" Carmon asked as she laid out on the floor.

It was so exhilarating trying two things I hadn't before. It was strange, but intoxicating. This was something I wouldn't have mind doing again...just as long as I was high as hell.