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nakylvr · 6 months ago

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TOO LATE (ALTERNATE)

daniela avanzini x fem!reader ; sophia laforteza x fem!reader

summary: after breaking up with dani a few weeks ago, she repeatedly tries to get in contact with you. ultimately, you end up doing multiple things you thought you would never do

warnings/tags: angst, language, dealer!dani au, nsfw content, toxic!sophia, more probably im sorry

wc: 6,8 k

part 1 | too late (original ending)

minors dni

it had been a few weeks since the incident with dani. you hadn't gone back to the apartment since then, despite all your things being there. you knew she would be there no matter what time of the day you went, that was one of the benefits of being a dealer as a job, you didn't really have a job.

you stayed with sophia for the time being, who was the one who initially brought the possibility of dani cheating on you. you felt bad the longer you stayed at her place, but she kept telling you that it was fine, that that's what best friends do for each other.

it was obvious you weren't feeling okay after it all went down. you would mainly stare at nothing or your phone lockscreen that you had yet to change. you didn't really leave unless sophia dragged you out to go somewhere. you couldn't stop thinking about it for weeks.

“we should go get your stuff today,”

you glance over at sophia who's cooking from your seat on the stool at the kitchen island, eyebrows raising in surprise. “what?”

“well, you still haven't stopped by the apartment,” she says, hearing the shock in your voice and continuing. “i know you don't want to but you have to if you really want to officiate it as a breakup. you need your things.” she says slowly, choosing her words carefully to not upset you.

you look back down at the kitchen island, mumbling in response. “i guess.”

sophia lets out a short sigh, turning off the stove and walking over to you. she reaches for your hands, grabbing ahold of them causing you to look up at her. “i know it's hard, yn. but you can't just not have your stuff. i know what you're thinking, that she's more likely going to be there than not, but i’ll go with you, okay?” she says softly, her thumb gently rubbing circles on your hands. “and then, i want you to do something.”

you can hear her tone change at her last sentence, and you look at her confused. “what do you mean?”

“i’ll tell you after we get your things.”

within the hour, you were standing outside the apartment with sophia next to you. it was roughly ten in the morning, and you held the key in your shaking hand, hesitating to unlock the door.

“soph i don't think this is a good idea,” you say, lowering your hand. “i don't want another argument right now.”

“it’ll be fine, you’ll be fine,” sophia responds, sending a warm smile your way and squeezing your other hand reassuringly.

meekly nodding your head, you slowly unlock the door and walk inside. instantly, you're hit with the smell of smoke, making your eyes squint slightly trying to adjust to the hazy fog-like atmosphere in the apartment. great.

“is it always like this?” sophia mumbles quietly.

all you do is shake your head in response, walking into the living room and seeing the mess scattered on the coffee table. your first instinct is to clean it up and scold dani for making a mess on the expensive table, but the second you reach your hand out, sophia grabs it and pulls you back.

“we're here to get your things, that's it,” she tells you again.

“right,” you say quietly.

you make your way to the bedroom door, quietly opening the door and immediately freezing in your spot. you knew she would be here, that was obvious. but the sight of her is what stopped you.

she was sleeping, probably for the first time since it happened judging by the dark bags under her eyes that clearly weren't there before. looking at sophia, you take the duffel bag from her. “you can wait outside, i’ll be fine,” you say to her. she gives you a look, but nods her head and walks out of the apartment, leaving you in the room. you take a few steps into the room, and dani starts stirring around, rolling over and groggily opening her eyes. “yn?” she mumbles softly, half awake barely able to make out your face.

“go back to sleep, dani,” you say quietly, pulling the blanket over her. your eyes linger on her for a moment, watching her eyes close again as she mumbles something.

you go to the closet and open it, starting to grab your clothes and putting them in the bag. when you finish with your clothes, you head into the bathroom, stopping in front of the mirror. nothing had been moved since you left. everything was beside each other like it had always been, even the toothbrushes that were sitting in their stands. you don't even hear footsteps approaching as you stare mindlessly, feeling regret bubbling up inside you as your brain goes through everything that happened.

suddenly, a pair of arms wrap around your waist from behind, and you jump, turning around to see a tired daniela.

“you're really here?” she mumbles quietly.

“dani-” you start, but you're cut off by her gently pushing you against the sink and putting her face in the crook of your neck.

“‘m sorry,” she mutters into your skin. “‘m so sorry, please don't leave. please, yn,”

“dani,” you try to say as sternly as you can. “we aren't discussing this.”

dani pulls her head from your neck, looking down at you as her hands move up to cup your face. “please,” she whispers. “please,” she reiterates, leaning closer to you, her lips inches away from yours. “just give me a chance.”

your eyes meet her red bloodshot ones staring back at you, and you feel your throat close up. you can tell how upset she is and her genuinely being sorry, and it has you wanting to forgive her. but, she hasn't nearly felt like you did the past few months, which has been implemented into your mind by sophia who had seen you almost every day throughout it. “you know i can't do that,” your voice is quiet as you speak.

“i love you,” her voice cracks as her hands cradle your face. “wh-what do you want me to do? i’ll do anything you want, please.”

“there's nothing you can do right now,” you answer, though you’re not sure you believe yourself. “please just-”

you're cut off by daniela pressing her lips against yours. its the softest she's ever kissed you, as if she was worried you would break under her touch. you can practically feel the regret seeping from her as she kisses you, pouring all her heart and emotion into it. your hands grasp her shoulders and pry her away from you, looking at her. “dani, you have to let me leave. sophia is waiting outside and she's pissed off enough as is, i don't want her to start an argument with you,” you tell her.

“sophia?” dani’s face contorts into confusion. “you-you're not- are you?” she can't even get the words out, the thought making her want to throw up. it was obvious for a while now that the filipino girl had feelings for you, though you were either too blind to notice or just ignored it. but, what happened in the past couple of weeks?

“it doesn't matter, daniela,” you shake your head, gently pushing her away from you. “it should be nothing new for you, right?” you turn around and start grabbing your things, putting them in the bag.

the comment you make has dani looking down at the ground, knowing better than to try and counter it like she normally would. “i’m sorry,” she says.

“you can apologize as many times as you want, but it's not going to do anything,” you zip up the bag and turn back around to face her. “you can-” you stop yourself from continuing, shaking your head and walking past her out the bathroom.

“yn, please,” she follows every step you take towards the front door. “please just give me five minutes to talk to you, please.”

“i’m sorry, dani,” you say once reaching the door, pulling it open and walking out. you close the door behind you, half expecting her to follow you outside as well, but even after standing there for a minute, the door doesn't open.

you walk back to the car where sophia is waiting, and she stands up straight when she sees your expression.

“what happened?” she instantly questions.

“nothing,” you shake your head, putting the bag in the backseat and looking at sophia. “i just want to go back. i don't think i’ll last another minute here.”

“okay,” sophia nods, opening the passenger door and letting you get in before closing it.

…

“you want me to do what?” you stare at sophia with wide eyes. “i’m-i’m not doing that!” you shake your head quickly.

“yn, listen to me,” sophia says in a stern voice. “you know this is for the best.”

“no!” you continue to shake your head, standing up off the couch. “i am not calling the police on her! she's dealt with enough shit these past weeks.”

“and you’ve dealt with far more in the last months,” sophia says, standing when you do.

“i’m still not doing it!” you exclaim. “why-why would you even bring that up?”

“because we both know she should've been gone a while ago,” sophia answers.

“no, you think she should be gone!” you retort. “i know you’ve never liked her, but that does not mean you are going to convince me to call the cops! i-”

“still love her, i know,” sophia’s tone shifts slightly, but enough for you to notice. “you need to get over it.”

“get over it?!” you look at her like she's crazy. “this is two years of my life that have been wasted, sophia! i can't just ‘get over it’ like it's nothing! for two years i have loved her and now it's all gone! do you understand? i can't just get over it within a few weeks,” you fail to ignore the way she's taking steps towards you, too busy ranting angrily until she stops in front of you and tilts your head up to look at her with one hand.

“i’m sorry,” she says softly. “you know i care about you, i just don't want you to get more hurt than you already are,” she pushes some of your hair out of your face.

you can see the way her eyes flicker down and back up to your eyes, and you freeze in realization. “soph-”

“give me one week and i can prove you can get over her,” she cuts you off with this, her voice quiet.

she's serious, you can tell, which only makes you more nervous as you try to think of a response. part of you thinks you shouldn't do it, but a bigger part of you doesn't care.

“okay.”

…

you can't believe you're doing this. another week has passed, and somehow sophia has managed to convince you to get the police involved. you rub your temples as you sit in your car in front of the apartment, mentally praying this doesn't blow up in your face. it’s supposed to be easy, barely an inconvenience according to sophia. just go inside, see if dani is there, make a quick text and it's done. taking a deep breath, you get out of the car and walk up to the front door.

you knock on the door a few times, despite still having the key and could just walk up inside the place. you stand there for a minute or two, and you’re about to turn around and give up when the door unlocks and opens, there standing daniela.

“yn,” dani lets out in a single breath. to say she didn't expect you would be an understatement, for she thought you would be gone after the last time.

“can i come in?” you ask hesitantly.

“yeah, yeah,” she nods quickly, opening the door wider for you to walk in.

as soon as you walk in, you’re hit with an unfamiliar smell. lavender? odd. you raise an eyebrow as you step into the living room, seeing the place cleaned up since the last time you were there. the coffee table was clean of the former ash marks on it, the ceiling fan no longer held fuzz due to the smoke, the kitchen looked the best it had in over a year. you couldn't hide your surprise as you looked around.

“you really cleaned up,” you say.

“i tried,” dani mumbles. “i-i knew that you wouldn't like the mess i left…if you came back,” her voice is so quiet you can hardly hear what she's saying, but you do.

she was hoping for you to come back. she wouldn't have cleaned the place otherwise. she was right too, you would be upset with the mess she made a week ago. you look at the walls and see the pictures are still up, and you feel a tug on your heart as you look over them. god, you were starting to feel bad now. ‘just push through it’, you could practically hear sophia saying again for probably the hundredth time before you even left to come here. but, it was harder than it sounds.

“dani-”

“wait,” she cuts you off suddenly. “i have something to give you,” she says before walking off into the bedroom.

you take your phone out of your pocket and send the message, quickly putting it back away when dani walks back into the living room with a bag in her hands. you look at her with confusion as she hands it over to you. taking the bag, you open it and look inside, reaching in and pulling out a book. your confusion grows bigger until you open the first page, and you realize what it is. it's a scrapbook, poorly made which means she did it herself, of every picture you two took over the two years. “dani…” you say quietly.

“you don't have to say anything,” dani says, looking down at the ground. “i just wanted to make sure you got it before…y’know…you leave officially.” she mumbles the last bit.

god, why did she have to make this so difficult? your phone dings in your pocket, and you're certain it's sophia telling you to hurry up. you look up from the book and close it, setting it down on the table and letting out a sigh. “dani i…” you struggle to get words out, knowing what's about to happen and that she'll likely hate you after this. “i want you to know that i loved you so much. i did. and if you didn't…then that's okay. i’m really sorry if i ever did anything wrong. i just wish you would've told me, then maybe we could've worked this out. but, there's no fixing this now.” you look around the apartment. “i’ll pay off the place until you get back, but i won't be coming back again.”

there's thousands of thoughts running through daniela’s mind as she half-listens to you talking as her gaze is fixated on the ground. she doesn't know what to say. she knows nothing she says will help fix this, that it's already been too long for her to try again and again. your last sentence has her looking up from the ground to finally look at you, her eyebrows furrowed together in confusion. “what do you mean?” she asks.

you merely shake your head, pulling your phone out of your pocket when it dings again. “i gotta go,” you say, putting your phone back away. “i’m really sorry, dani. this could've turned out different, it really could've.” you turn and start making your way to the door, but daniela grabs your hand before you can make the last step.

“wait, you-you're not telling me something, i can tell,” she says quickly. “what's going on? did sophia put you up to something?”

“it's nothing,” you reply, shaking your head. “don't worry about it.”

daniela’s eyes narrow, looking at you closely. “you're lying to me. why?”

“like you haven't for months?” your mouth says the words faster than you can think as you pry your hand out of her grip. “all you’ve done is lie directly to my face. now it's suddenly a problem when i do it?”

“you never lie to me,” dani responds, her voice and eyes softening.

“you didn't either,” you snap. “and yet here we are, because you fucked around with some girl and lied for months. for what, anyways? what did she even do, dani? did she treat you better? was she just a better fuck? did she do even half the shit i did for you?” you can't stop yourself from finally speaking your thoughts, your anger bubbling inside you like it was when you caught her.

the angry tone in your voice has dani backing down, knowing nothing would fix your anger towards her. “i-” she can't get anything else out. you were always better at arguing than her, even if it wasn't serious. you could come up with ten different responses to one thing she said, and she could never guess what would come out of your mouth in the heat of the moment. just like now, she didn't expect you to say those things. but, she knew that you were thinking it. no matter what she tries to say, it won't work. you're too far gone. it's too late. “i’m sorry,” she whispers.

“i’m sure you are,” you say sarcastically with a scoff. “good luck, daniela. you're gonna need it.” you open the front door and walk out, leaving it open as you pass the police officers on your way down the stairs.

you keep your head down as you walk to the car, get in the passenger seat, and close the door.

sophia sits in the driver's seat, immediately looking over when you get inside. “are you okay?” she asks, seeing the expression on your face.

“yeah,” you nod. “let's just go. i don't want to see them bring her down.” you lean your head against the window.

sophia nods silently, turning on the car and driving off away from the apartment. it’s at least a thirty-minute drive to her house, not including traffic. she already knows you're exhausted just by doing the act you thought you would never have to do, but she doesn't speak anything of it. she can tell by the way your head rests against the window, how your breathing is starting to finally even out. she glances over at you every so often, seeing your eyes droop closed every minute or two after the first ten minutes of driving.

“you can sleep,” she says to you in a soft voice, turning down the radio’s volume. “i’ll wake you up when we're back.”

“you sure?” you mumble tiredly.

“yeah,” sophia answers, putting her hand on your thigh and gently rubbing your leg. “you need the sleep. i know you haven't been recently.”

“mm,” you hum quietly, closing your eyes. “thank you, sophia. for everything.”

“don't thank me, i’m just looking out for you,” she says quietly. when she looks over at you again, you're asleep. a small smile is on sophia’s face as you finally sleep comfortably for the first time in a month that felt like a year for everyone involved. she pats your leg softly before looking back at the road.

…

“yn? we’re back.”

you slowly open your eyes at hearing the voice talking to you, seeing sophia standing in front of you with the car door open. “hm?” you glance around, realizing you were back at her place. “oh.”

“c’mon.” sophia grabs your hand and gently pulls you out of the car.

you lean against her as she wraps an arm around your waist to keep you upright, walking with her to the front door. you can barely process what's happening in your half-awake state of mind, merely following sophia everywhere she goes.

you lay down on the bed that you assume was the one in the guest room you’d been staying in until your head hits the pillow and you're met with the familiar scent that sophia always wore. you can hear shuffling around the room, and when you open your eyes, blinking a few times to adjust to the dark lighting with only one lamp on, you realize you're in her room. you sit up against the pillows, looking around right as sophia walks out of the bathroom.

“hey,” she says, turning off the bathroom light. “i thought you would be back asleep.”

“why did you lay me here?” you ask in a mumble.

“mm,” she shrugs her shoulders, walking to the other side of the bed and sitting down beside you. “i guess i figured you deserved a not-so-shitty bed for tonight,” she says casually.

“oh,” you let out, a little surprised by how nonchalantly she said the words. but, that was always one thing about her. she would speak so casually, even when it shouldn’t be. but, it just meant she was comfortable with you, right? you can barely see her face with the minimal light in the room, but you can't help but think that she looks insanely pretty right now. you know you shouldn't be thinking about it, but you can't help yourself. you’ve always thought she was pretty, and she was, but staring at her face in the dark room in the same bed has you really looking over her features. you don't even realize you're staring until she suddenly leans closer to you, your eyes widening at the closeness.

“you're staring,” sophia says like it's nothing.

“s-sorry,” you stammer out, feeling your cheeks heating up due to being caught.

“don't apologize.” she shakes her head, slowly reaching her hand out and pushing a piece of your hair out of your face, moving it to cup your cheek. she can see your eyes flickering around before landing on her lips, then back to her steady eyes that haven't looked away from you for a single moment. “can i kiss you?” she asks quietly.

all you can do is nod, not trusting your voice at the moment. your eyes close as she slowly leans in and kisses you. her plush lips are soft against hers, and you can taste the strawberry lip gloss she put on earlier in the day. her lips move slowly against yours, not trying to rush the moment as her thumb draws small circles on your cheek. it's easily the softest anyone has kissed you, and it has you feeling desperate for more.

when sophia pulls away, she can see the dazed look in your eyes as you stare back at her. there's a silence that fills the room, with both of you hesitating to make another movement. sophia knows better than to initiate something first, so she waits until you do or say something, if you do anything at all that is. she wouldn't mind just getting a kiss from you, it's more than anything she would've wanted, that's enough for her. she doesn't want to pressure you into doing things, especially in your current state. to her surprise, you lean in and pull her into a searing kiss with more force than the last time.

sophia’s arms snake around your waist to pull you closer, which you take as the opportunity to move and straddle her hips. your arms hook around her neck, pressing your body against hers as her tongue swipes along your bottom lip, silently asking for permission. parting your lips, sophia’s tongue mends with yours as her hands lightly graze your skin under the shirt you were wearing, her fingers leaving little touches. your body feels hot against hers, and you force yourself to pull out of the kiss to pull your shirt off over your head, your hands returning to her shoulders, fiddling with the material of her shirt.

sophia’s eyes subtly go wide as she gazes up at you, biting on her lip as her hands slowly move up and down your waist. “god, you're beautiful,” she breathes out softly. her thoughts are running wild as you look down at her, and she manages to ground herself enough to ask you a question. “are you sure about this?” her voice is quiet as she speaks. “i know you just-”

“i’m sure,” you interrupt her, your hands playing with her hair. “please just– make me forget, please,” you practically beg. it comes out more desperate than you wanted, but you didn't care. “please, sophia.”

without saying a word, her arms around you, sophia flips you around so you're below her as she hovers above you, staring down at you. there’s a change in her eyes that you instantly notice, even through the darkness in the room, and it causes a shiver to go down your spine at how she’s looking at you.

“why are you looking at me like that?” you question in a hushed voice.

“like what?” sophia tilts her head to the side, feigning innocence, but the look in her eyes doesn’t change.

you would be lying if you said you didn’t know sophia had been waiting for this moment. you obviously knew she had feelings for you for a while now, and you didn’t exactly mind it because she didn’t do anything drastic to change anything. well, now look. she had managed to convince you to throw the girl you loved for over two years into jail, and within the hour you were under the filipina who was staring at you like you were her prey. but, she was always like that. telling you that she was right, that she was just looking out for you, that she cared about you more than anyone else did, more than dani did. you didn’t know whether to believe it at first. sophia had been your best friend since you were teenagers, and she was there for you through everything. which meant she wouldn’t do anything that could possibly hurt you, right?

“nothing.” you shake your head, swallowing the lump in your throat.

a smile curls on sophia’s lips at your response, her voice low as she responds. “that’s what i thought.”

you barely have any time to process the words spoken before she captures your lips in a deep kiss, the simple action making you forget the way she was looking at you or how she said those words. you try to keep up, but her lips are moving fast against yours, no longer slow and calculate, but instead replaced with a fiery need you can practically taste coming from sophia.

one of sophia’s hands move down your body to the waistband of the pants you were wearing before she parts from the kiss, a string of saliva connecting between the two of you. “tell me you want me,” she says.

trying to recuperate your breathing, you squirm around at her light touches, and staring up at her you feel your words get caught in your throat. “i-” you hesitate, immediately seeing the subtle change in her expression which has you quickly finishing. “i want you.”

nodding her head, sophia wraps her fingers around your pants before tugging them down your legs along with your panties that now had a wet patch on them. spreading your legs apart, a quiet groan comes from the girl at the sight of you in front of her. bringing a hand down between your thighs, she drags her fingers along your folds, collecting your slick on them before bringing them to your lips. “suck.”

a quiet whimper comes from you at the tone in her voice, but you open your mouth and let her push her fingers into your mouth, starting to suck on them. you try to squeeze your thighs together, but sophia is quick to use her other hand to keep your legs open, causing you to whine around her fingers. when she pulls them out of your mouth she grabs your cheeks firmly, her nails digging into your skin lightly resulting in another whimper escaping your lips.

“you’re mine now, you understand?” she tells you, her voice serious. ��i don’t want you even thinking of her, she wasn’t good for you. this was going to happen one way or another.”

your eyes widen a bit, feeling anxiety surge through your body as she eyes you waiting for your response. it wasn’t supposed to go like this. she wasn’t supposed to be like this. this was nothing like the sophia you had known for so many years. this was different. and you didn’t know what to do about it. in the end, you have to force the words out in nervousness of how she would react if you answered differently.

“okay,” you whisper.

“good,” sophia says, patting your cheek once she lets go. “now, you just sit there and let me have my fun with you, alright?” she smiles sweetly at you, but there’s a difference in it you notice.

all you can do is nod, not knowing what words would leave your mouth if you opened it. and all you can think about as you feel her hand on your thigh move inward is how this isn’t how you wanted it to go. this wasn’t how she was supposed to be. she was supposed to be kind, caring, and loving during this, but you can’t find any of it as you look into her dark eyes. this wasn’t the same sophia. you knew that. now that she finally had you, it was like a switch flipped inside of her.

you’re interrupted from your thoughts when you feel sophia’s fingers start to circle your clit, a loud gasp coming from you at the sudden feeling as your head lands on the pillow beneath you. “fuck…”

“that’s my girl. let all those pretty noises out.” sophia’s breath is hot against your lips as she whispers. “let me hear you.”

her fingers move down away from your clit to your entrance, prodding her index finger before slowly pushing in and smiling at the moan you let out. she merely gives you a few seconds before she starts thrusting in and out of you at a fast pace, leaving you moaning loudly and your eyes squeezing shut at the feeling.

“oh my god!” you cry out, your hand grasping her wrist as she slips a second finger inside of you. “so-sophia,” you whine. you’re grateful you can’t see the look on her face, but you can feel her eyes on you as you writhe around under her at what you were feeling, a smirk on her face as she watches you come undone from her.

“feels good, huh?” sophia taunts, curling her fingers inside you. “tell me, yn.”

“mhm!” you hum, nodding your head quickly.

“words,” she tells you.

“ye-yes!” you manage to get out. “feels so good– fuck!”

“she couldn’t make you feel like this, right baby?”

“no,” you whimper.

lie. this was nothing like what daniela would’ve done. that’s all that was running through your mind around the pleasure you were regrettably feeling. daniela was attentive. while she wasn’t most of the time, she always was when it came to you and what you were feeling. she would easily be able to tell you weren’t comfortable whereas it appeared sophia didn’t care or even bother to try and tell. this didn’t feel the same. it was supposed to be better, but you were feeling worse. this wasn’t nice. this wasn’t caring. this wasn’t love. this wasn’t love. daniela loved you. sophia just wanted you. it wasn’t love.

you didn’t even notice the tears brimming in your eyes the more you thought about it, and sophia didn’t seem to notice or care, her fingers still moving mercilessly inside you as you moan and whimper at the feelings. you felt like your body was betraying you. you weren’t supposed to be enjoying this, it wasn’t enjoyable. it was suffocating. the feeling of sophia’s eyes on you, the feeling of your heart aching, the feeling building in the bottom of your stomach. despite not wanting more, your hips rolled against her hand with desperation, as if they had a mind of their own.

“sophia,” you whimper out. “please,” your voice is already hoarse from moaning.

“shh,” sophia hushes you. “you’re so tight around me, you gonna cum? huh?” her free hand grabs your cheeks again making your eyes open.

no.

“yes,” you croak.

stop. stop. stop. the words repeated in your head but never left your mouth out of fear how she would react. she would freak out, you knew it. she was waiting for so long, so how dare you be one to tell her to stop? it’s not like she would if you said it anyway. you start feeling the tears rolling down your cheeks, your moans being mixed with cries as sophia coos at you.

“aw, my poor baby. is it too much?” her voice is far from caring, more taunting as if she liked seeing the tears trail down your face. “you want me to stop? you’re so close, baby. you really don’t want me to make you feel good?” she tilts her head to the side.

“please…” is all you can get out.

“please what?” she asks, a smile slowly creeping on her face.

“p-please, sophia,” you practically sob. “I-i-”

“shh,” sophia lets go of your face, pushing some of your hair out of your face. “don’t worry, i’ll make sure you won’t remember how she made you feel.”

“w-wait!” your other hand grabs her arm, nails digging into her skin as her fingers hit your g-spot repeatedly. you throw your head back, feeling your orgasm approaching with more tears streaming down your face. the second sophia curls her fingers again, you let out a loud whine and cum over her fingers.

“good girl.” sophia smiles wickedly at you. “that’s my girl.” she slowly pulls her fingers out from you, licking them clean and looking at you under her.

tears are still seeping from your eyes and you cover your face with your hands, feeling an overwhelming amount of emotions hitting you at once. you fucked up. this wasn’t how it was supposed to be. it wasn’t supposed to go this way. it was supposed to be different.

you can hear a scoff come from sophia and feel the bed get lighter, but you don’t care enough to move your hands away from your face. you hear the bathroom door open and close, and then a click, meaning it had been locked.

when you pull your hands away from your face and your sobs have quietened a little bit, you can hear the shower running. sitting up slowly, you glance around and feel the ache in your body again. quietly getting up, you grab your clothes quickly put them back on, and grab your phone before leaving the room.

walking down the stairs, you make it to the front door and slip your shoes on, not caring enough to tie them before stepping outside. you walk to the curb and sit down, looking at your phone and going to a certain contact of someone you hoped would help you out.

it rings for a few seconds, and then you hear it being picked up, and a voice comes through.

“yn?”

“manon,” you sob, feeling the tears well in your eyes again. “i need your help. i-i fucked up.”

“where are you?”

“sophia’s,” you answer. “please hurry, i-i need t-to get out of here p-please.” your sobs make it hard for you to speak, but it’s clear enough for manon to understand and know what’s going on.

“i’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“thank you.”

just like she said, in ten minutes you saw manon’s car pull up and you quickly get up and hurry over to it as she unlocks the door, and you climb inside, shutting the door behind you.

manon sits in the driver seat, clearly looking as if she had just woken up or was about to go to sleep, but she immediately looks awake when she sees the sight of you. “yn, what the hell happened?”

when you look over at her, the sight of your red puffy eyes tells her enough, but not the whole story. “i-i’ll explain. just drive, please.”

“okay.” she nods, not wasting another second and driving off.

…

“are you sure you don’t want me to come in with you?” manon asks you, parked in front of your and dani’s apartment. “i don’t think you should be alone right now.”

you meekly shake your head, unbuckling your seatbelt. “no, it’s alright. i have to do some things anyways.”

“at midnight?” manon questions. “how are you going to get her out?”

“i’ll figure it out,” you answer quietly. “we have some cash in case of this.”

“bail money?” manon inquires.

“you could say that,” you nod. “mainly just for emergencies.”

“won’t she be mad at you?” manon says, and you turn and give her a look making her raise her hands in surrender. “i’m just saying.”

“i know,” you sigh, looking down. “but, i have to try. i know she won’t make it more than a week in there.”

“well, you’re right about that.” manon nods.

a moment of silence fills the car, and your hand pushes the door open right as manon’s grabs your shoulder. “hey.” you look over at her.

“i’ll always be here for you, okay? you’ve been through a lot. if you ever need me like tonight, just call. i’ll always answer, okay?” she looks at you with a genuine expression in her eyes.

“okay.” you nod. “thank you, manon.”

manon shakes her head. “there’s no need. text me if anything happens, okay? i’ll deal with sophia.”

your eyebrows furrowed together at her last words. “what are you going to do?”

“don’t worry, nothing too bad. i’ll leave that for dani.” she smiles at you. “get some sleep, alright? i’ll stop by in the morning.”

“okay,” you say with a nod. climbing out of the car, manon gives a short wave as do you before walking up to the apartment.

unlocking the door and stepping inside, you’re met with an empty apartment. there were some things scattered around, probably from the police when they came in, making you sigh shortly. you start cleaning what’s been moved or tossed aside, grumbling under your breath about the lack of respect despite you being more than helpful.

once everything was back in its normal place, you sit on the bed in the bedroom. it’s quiet. it’s never this quiet. it’s almost uncomfortable. well, not almost. it was uncomfortable. to not hear the tv playing, to not hear a lighter flicking, to not hear her voice. pulling on the sleeve of your shirt, you can feel the tears welling in your eyes again while you look around at the empty space.

“god…” you mumble, a few tears falling.

all you could think about as you sat there in silence was that it wasn’t supposed to happen like this. it wasn’t supposed to go this way. it was supposed to be a happy ending, that’s what sophia promised you. she promised everything would be okay once you did it. but, you did. and nothing was okay. it was far from okay. you were far from okay.

with your heart aching, and tears staining your cheeks, you fell asleep curled up in a ball at the edge of the bed feeling worse than you had going through all of this. you wanted her back. you wanted to change things. you wanted to yell at sophia for making you do it. you wanted to yell at yourself for being naive enough to believe the girl you thought was your best friend. you hated yourself for thinking it would work out. you should’ve known better. you should’ve listened to dani, just talk it out. then maybe you wouldn’t be in this position now.

but, maybe things had to get worse before they could get better.

#katseye x reader #katseye scenarios #katseye imagines #daniela avanzini x reader #daniela x reader #daniela scenarios #daniela imagine #sophia laforteza x reader #sophia x reader #sophia imagine #sophia scenarios #nsfw.

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nakylvr · 6 months ago

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TOO LATE

daniela avanzini x fem!reader

summary: after breaking up with dani a few weeks ago, she repeatedly tries to get in contact with you. ultimately, you end up doing multiple things you thought you would never do

warnings/tags: angst, language, dealer!dani au, happy ending (yay!), nsfw content, more probably im sorry

wc: 4,9 k

part 1 | too late (alternate ending)

minors dni

a gentle reminder that everything i post is fiction. none of this depicts the real people in what i write, this is all for fun. and i took what a few different anons suggested into consideration for both this ending and the alternate ending :]