The Billionaire's Daughter

How She Spends Her Day

Riley's P.O.V

"Mhmm," I moan, trying to get this heavy thing off of me.

My eyes were closed. I was sleeping before this heavy thing woke me up. I try to shift but I can't. It was still so early. I know because my alarm still hasn't gone off. I always wake up to my alarm clock ringing, but today, I woke up to something entirely different. 

I groan, still trying to shake this off. But since it was so hard, I open my eyes, trying to adjust to the brightest light I have ever woken up from.

"You're finally up." Scarlett's voice was the only thing that I heard, which caused me to open my eyes wide and see her sitting on my stomach. 

No wonder I couldn't shift in my sleep. She was wearing only her panties and a shirt with no bra underneath. Now, don't get me wrong. We may be childhood best friends, but that doesn't mean that I haven't fantasized about Scarlett. She is, after all, a beauty, and an overachiever when it comes tot he body. She is super sexy and super hot, just super dumb. Or she just never really wants to study. 

"What, what time is it." it was no use asking for why she was here. This is her place after all. Why would I ask why she's here when I'm the one living under her roof. 

I knew she just woke up, but she still looks surreal. I mean, man, look at me. I probably looked so ugly trying to move when I couldn't. I probably was gritting my teeth so hard that it made me scrunch up my nose and my hair nose sticking out. 

No, I must be calm. 

"It's ten," she was always cold, but right now, she seems to be a little warmer. 

"Can, can you get off of me?" 

"No, why would I?" ah, there it is. Her harsh tone and her leering eyes that seems to look down on me. 

I just don't understand her. One second she's okay and then she turns into something icy. 

"I, I mean, I want to cook for us both and I can't cook if you're on top of me." and I can see your panties. I'm trying my best to avoid looking at her panties. She doesn't know that I like girls. I've kept it a secret from everyone, even from my parents. 

Only Dawn and Victoria knows my sexuality; a lesbian. I'm not saying that I'm not proud of it, all I'm saying is I need to hide this from Scarlett so she doesn't get creeped out by me and cancel my sponsorship. This is me trying to get by. I sweat I'll pay Scarlett back once I start working. 

"I already ordered food." I gulp. 

So she doesn't want to get off me? So I'm stuck here, with no phone, with no way out, and faced directly with a beautiful undergarment. What a nice idea of keeping me at bay. My gay hormones can't seem to keep it together. My hands are itching to reach to her p***y and massage them and suck them and probably give her the best c*********s of her entire life. 

But I can't. that would be me saying goodbye to my future, which I know isn't stable too if I keep doing and thinking these things. 

"Oh, okay." 

She started scrolling through her phone and stayed on top of me. How am I going to pass time? I look around, which caused her to hiss. 

"Stop moving around. You're making me fall." I am going to regret this but this is safer. 

I didn't face forward and looked directly at the drawer on my left side. My right side is the wall and since I can't find anything interesting there, I might as well look at the drawer. I will observe about it details, the grain of the wood, it space for move, the handle. I will admire it all instead of admiring how a p***y is right in front of me. 

Wait, she said that it's ten right? Then why didn't my alarm go off? 

"Is today a Saturday?" 

"Yeah, you forgot. Your body remembered, maybe that's why you slept in." see? This is what I'm talking about. This is Scarlett being okay and nice to me. 

"Thanks," 

"Stop talking, and breathing. It's annoying." and this is what I was also saying. 

How should I continue then? I'm going to die if I'm going to stop breathing. Of course she feels my breathing, she's sitting on my stomach! I could always just inflate my chest but that's too limited and I'm not used to it. 

"Food is here," she stands up and walks to the door, leaving me behind. 

I inhaled long and deep to really catch up to that limited air. 

"WAIT, SHE'S IN HER PANTIES," and she went to open the door! 

I run to the door and closed it, thankfully catching up to her. She turns to me, angry. 

"You're wearing panties, Scarlett. That's not appropriate." she looks at me, stares me in the eyes before stepping away and letting me answer the door, but she didn't move. 

"I'll wait here. I don't want to go anywhere." she says.

Just what the hell is this girl thinking? I grit my teeth and opened the door. 

"Good morning, Ma'am, this is-" the delivery man's eyes popped wide when he saw Scarlett behind me. 

I take a step forward to him and towered over him, mustering the most dangerous smile I could. 

"What were you saying?" he flinches at my threatening voice and gives me the bag. 

"This, this is, uh, here you go. Have a nice meal!" he slowly backs away and starts walking fast. 

I close the door and placed the bag on the kitchen table. I know she has a rocking figure, and I understand that she probably wants to show it off, but really? I just can't understand her. She doesn't have friends too when it should be her having friends and not me. 

As I unpack the food, I keep thinking why she doesn't like the students in school. There were a lot of friendly ones there. There were on her league too. Just you know, some. Despite it being a rich school, the students aren't as bitchy as one thought would. 

What I don't understand is, why is she so cold to everyone and only talks to me? I never see her approach anyone and I never see her talking with anyone. If anyone does try to talk to her, she leaves or becomes deaf. Some even complains to me as to why Scarlett was being Scarlett. 

I want to tell them that I can't even say to Scarlett telling me to stop breathing. I sigh. This is a lot of food. 

"Hurry," she says as she pulls a chair and sits on it.

"Yeah, yeah," 

After I'm finally done with what I'm doing, I place all the food on the table and give her all the utensils to let her start eating first. I usually skip breakfast and study right away. 

"Where are you going?" 

"Huh?" why is she asking? She knows I always study during mornings. 

"Eat with me," she demanded so carelessly that it made me cooperate without a second thought. 

You see, Scarlett's words are absolute to me. I guess I'll just have to stay late tonight to study. It's Sunday tomorrow anyway. I still can't focus. She's still wearing her panties so yeah. 

"Okay," 

I got a plate for myself and a fork. Since I'm no morning eater, I eat less. She stares at me as I eat. 

"Is, is something wrong?" 

"Open your legs." 

I start coughing. She didn't bother to give me water so I grab the water myself and gulped it down, feeling relieved that the pain on my throat was gone. I massage my chest, still easing it out. 

"Open your legs and one arm." 

Like I said, her words are absolute. I did as she told and surprise surprise, she sat in between my legs and placed food on my plate. She grabbed her utensils and ate using the same plate as me. 

"Eat," 

"Sharing food? I can't finish all of this." 

"Then you'll have to watch a movie with me tonight." 

She hates it when I study because that means that I get to have my own world. She's tried calling me several times while I was zoning out in my own world and let's just say that she didn't like it. She tries every method possible to get me to stop studying. 

"I'm going to lose my scholarship if I don't study," 

"You think I care?" right, because you also don't care if I'm gone. 

"Oh, okay. So if you don't care, then I might as well move to the province and never come back here." she shuts her mouth and continues eating. 

I pout, not wanting to end this on a bad note. But she wasn't doing anything so I guess that's the end. I scoop a spoon full of stew and was ready to put it in my mouth when she suddenly did a 360 degree turn and stood up. I was so startled that I let go of my spoon. It clanked as it fell on floor. 

She closed my legs forcefully and sat on my lap. She strapped her legs, locking on my waist and forced a kiss on me. It was a brief kiss. 

"You're not going anywhere," she says, scaring the s**t out of me. 

"If I don't study, I won't be coming back." she took my words to her heart and shuts me up by kissing me again. 

She grinds her crotch onto me while she bites my lip continuously to aggravate the fire inside me even more. I was beginning to feel hot. There was more to this than I would've anticipated. Did I upset her by any chance? Well, if she were to disappear, I would feel lonely too. We are childhood friends after all. I knew I grew up like this partly because of her. 

My neck was starting to hurt. She is taller than me, and she's sitting on my lap, which made her even taller, which explains my pain. 

I break our kiss.

"My neck," we were both panting for air. 

You guys might think that we're more than just friends so trust me when I say this; Scarlett is just sexually frustrated. Since she has no one to talk to, nor have s****l i*********e with, she turns to me. I don't mind. I don't have a girlfriend nor have the will to refuse such a treat that are considered two treats. One, if I satisfy her, my sponsorship will stay and second, who wouldn't want to make out with the hottest girl in school? 

Yeah, I have two ulterior motives, sue me. I can't help me. I'm a healthy teenager. My hormones are all over the place. Our school is not only known for its rich students, but also for its beautiful students as well. Rich students want to groom themselves nicely, that's why they always think of every possible thing they could do to even explode their popularity and fame. 

What Scarlett here is doing is something so out of this school. She doesn't care about beauty, but she doesn't really let go of taking care of herself as well. She's not bitchy, she's cold and a bit arrogant. She doesn't like to make friends, as I have stated prior. 

"Okay," 

She stands up and leaves me again. I follow her back. She turns to the living room and she sat on the sofa. Yeah. She's always like this. She builds me up and then leaves me to kiss the ground. I shake my head, already used to it. 

I clean the table and save all the food for later. I know she won't eat this since it's leftover but I know who will eat this; me. I don't leave any food behind. 

As I wash the dishes, I reminisce of the day that this all happened. 

I was helping my parents clean the garage when Scarlett asked for me. I had no choice but to go. I walked to where she told me to go. 

I've seen Scarlett almost everyday so this wasn't a surprise to me. Today, we haven't seen each other, maybe that's why she's calling for me. I didn't bother knocking since she told me not to knock. When I opened the door, Scarlett immediately yanked me inside the room, which was a storage room, filled with unused furniture covered in white cloth. 

There was dust all over, flying around us. 

"Scarlett, this place is full of dust. Why di you want to meet here? You'll get a cough if we stay here." 

I was always told to treasure Scarlett since Scarlett was an only child and if I screw with her, that would mean screwing with her ever oh so powerful family. My family was already poor and we're already living for the sole purpose of servicing Scarlett's family. 

"You're going away," there was a subtle change in her tone and her eyebrows weren't in their normal position. 

Scarlett has always been indiscriminate with her expressions. It was always the blank look no matter who she's facing, but right now, there was something different. She felt a little down and for the first time, I'm finally seeing her as a human who is capable of showing emotions. 

"My parents are sending me to school. It can't be helped." I pat her head. I was taller than her and I feel like I'm a big sister right now. 

I've always wanted a sibling, but since we were poor, they could only afford one child. It didn't matter to me. I was already happy as I am. I have Scarlett. 

"Why not just go with me to my school?" I smile sadly. 

"I can't. Yours have an unbelievable fee. I can't afford to go there." 

She pushes me to the furniture, which invited more dust to come flying around us. It made my nose itchy, but I just have one handkerchief. I grab my handkerchief and brought it to her nose. To my surprise, she slapped my hand away and sat on top of my crotch. Even though we were just the same age, her breasts were much larger than mine. 

Today, I realized how feminine Scarlett was. Her arched back, her legs that are slightly visible and her slender waist, her neck too. I've always liked girls, but today was the day that I'm finally seeing Scarlett as a woman. 

"S-Scarlett, get down," I should be thankful that I'm not a man, otherwise I would have a hard on right now. 

"No, not unless you're not going anywhere." she was being stubborn. 

She inhales deep before kissing me. I was too shock to process what was happening. She grabs my hand and brought it to her leg, the part where skin was visible and I felt her skin. Her flawless and smooth skin. I closed my eyes, thinking that this must be a dream. 

Yeah, Scarlett wouldn't do anything like this. 

"You're not going anywhere. Don't get me wrong, I just have no one I know." was the last thing she said before she left me here. 

Wait, wait. She always turns and leave, doesn't she? I guess that's her signature exit. I giggled just from thinking about it. Back then, I thought Scarlett was pure and innocent since she didn't have anyone to do it with. I wonder where she got it from. Kissing and touching the thigh? I shake my head. 

"You need me for anything else?" I ask Scarlett after I washed the dishes and dried my hands off. 

".. No," she must still be upset that I brought it up. I must've touched a sore spot. 

"Alright, I'll be in my room studying." 

My fingers were getting tingly, I haven't been able to study since this morning. Now's my chance to seize this moment of silence. 

I closed my book and stretched my back. I FEEL SO ALIVE AGAIN. A smile crept to my face. I finally finished studying! Too bad it lasted, wait let me check, only five hours. Wait, five hours? 

I stand up from my desk and turned around to go to the door when I found Scarlett sleeping on my bed. She must've came in while I was studying. I pull the covers up to her chest and let her rest there some more. 

What should I do first? It's still three in the afternoon. Ah, I know, I'll just do the laundry and clean then cook dinner after. I did what I had planned and was pretty satisfied. My smile grew wider. I'm so productive today that it made me want to celebrate. 

I grabbed my wallet and bought ice cream, the one that Scarlett likes. It costs a lot but it was worth the trouble. I did have a fight with her earlier. Yes, that was a fight for us. Remember? Scarlett doesn't talk much? That, for us, was already a fight. I had a feeling that she wouldn't answer me when I asked her if she needed me, but she did. 

As soon as I got back, Scarlett was already up and watching TV. 

"Hey," 

".." and she's not talking to me. She's upset. 

"I bought ice cream." 

Her ears perked up but she still wasn't moving. I shake my head and got two forks and sat beside her. She was watching our favorite show, iCarly. Even though it's a little outdated, we still like to watch it. On one hand, I was holding the ice cream and my other hand was holding the fork. 

In the midst of us watching, she grabbed the other fork and started to eat silently. But that didn't mean that she's forgiven me. 

"Freddy's too crazy in love with Carly," I always find it foolish how someone could be so in love with another person to the point that you'd sacrifice yourself for the other. 

"You're just not in love yet." 

"I don't plan to," 

We continue watching when she suddenly says,

"We're okay," my lips curved upwards. 

And that's how I know that she's forgiven me.