Sweet But Psycho | Oralie

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[attr="class","cbody"]This weekend had been… a lot different than she had expected. Rhea didn’t think that she could have predicted the events that had unfolded over the Easter holidays even if she tried. There was just no way to have seen any of it coming. She was still coming to terms with it in a lot of ways, because life had certainly gotten immeasurably complicated. Rhea knew that she was starting to care about LJ more than she should. She knew that there was always that risk of someone finding out about them that shouldn’t. Word was already getting around more than it should. Kali had known, probably from Philip, and while she didn’t necessarily think that the Parkinson was going to tell anyone, that should have been her first clue that secrets really didn’t last long.
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And then Caerus had walked in on them. It was something that could have happened a dozen times over in the months since they had started sleeping together. They had always known that there was a risk. The amount of times that she and LJ had shagged in their house—behind closed doors, usually ones that they didn’t even bother to lock. A part of her knew that the fact that they shouldn’t be doing it was part of the reason why she had enjoyed it as much as she had. It was probably why he had too.
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But somewhere along the way, she couldn’t deny that she had started to care about him a little. She hadn’t really been shagging anybody else these past couple of months, and she had told him so. For whatever that was worth, anyway.
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The secret was out now, though. Caerus’s poorly aimed punch had made sure of that. Explaining that to her mother had not been easy to do and it had ended up being Caerus that had told their parents what had happened. It hadn’t been to turn on her or anything, she knew that. He felt guilty about hitting her, even if it had been an accident, and there was no way to explain how that had happened or why he’d be punching anyone around here. Once that secret had come out… well, it had been a bit of a whirlwind. It had all gone downhill from there.
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If downhill was the right word. She wasn’t so sure anymore. It was definitely and decidedly complicated.
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Her mother had gotten into contact with her cousin about marrying her, for Merlin’s sake. Granted, she didn’t really think of him as her cousin, which was something anyway. Rhea had never had a reason to think that she was going to end up with an arranged match. Ophion wasn’t married, was nowhere near it, and that wasn’t a discussion. Caerus was practically with Remy, and that just left her. Maybe she should have expected something like this was going to happen. Maybe it had only been a matter of time until they decided that they needed to insure one good match with everything else happening with their family. But it had still come as a surprise.
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It wasn’t official yet. She didn’t know when it would be or if she would hear about it. She just knew that it was in the process, that her father was talking to Jarred and she thought there was a good chance it would be official before the school year even came to an end. She didn’t know how to feel about that. She definitely had conflicting emotions on it. On one hand, she knew what would be expected of her if it was official. Somehow, she very much doubted that Jarred would be all right with her sleeping with anyone else. It wasn’t like she was a slag or anything like that, but she had experienced enough to know that going without sex wasn’t exactly going to be fun.
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Not that she was exactly going without, if the events of Friday were any indication. But she didn’t know for sure that it was going to. There wasn’t really any way for her to know that for sure. She knew that she wanted it to. It had been… intense, to say the least. She should have figured it would have been from the moment he’d sent her a dress and knickers and summoned her to his estate. She should have figured from the moment that her aunt had given her an overnight pass. Obviously, she had known what to expect—she wasn’t naïve. But she had not expected a lot of what had happened that night. And she was still exhausted.
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It had been three days and sitting in class today had still been an absolutely miserable experience. Nothing had been more of a relief than the day being able and knowing that she was going to be able to get some more sleep. She thought that she would be back on track after tonight. That was certainly the hope anyway. Rhea wasn’t sure how likely that would be with Oralie to contend with. Rhea had managed to keep mum about the details of what had happened over the weekend so far, but she wasn’t sure how much longer that was going to last. “I feel like I could sleep for days,” she complained, dropping down onto her bed with a groan. It was a bit of a tease to even say something like that, but it was all in good fun. “Do you think I could skip going to Witch Weekly tomorrow? Think of how late I could sleep then.” Her first class tomorrow wasn’t until two in the afternoon. Getting that much sleep sounded absolutely glorious.
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