I Can't Help It/Try contact Lucas... And grovel for forgiveness.

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It really was her fault, wasn't it? It had only been a week. Maybe he'd still be single? Maybe he'd wanna try again as well?

Or maybe he hadn't called her for a reason...

Clicking on his contact name, she began typing to him.

• HoneyH: Lu? Can we please talk?

No reply. She knew he'd always be online at this time. She tried again.

• HoneyH: Lu, please, I wanna say I'm sorry.

It took a few minutes, more silence, more waiting, before a reply pinged up on her screen.

• LuckyL: You've got some nerve.

Hannah swallowed, feeling a twinge of guilt stab into her.

• HoneyH: Lu, I know I don't deserve it, but please... I don't know why I said what I said, why I hurt you, but I really am sorry!
• LuckyL: Ha! Really!? You put your friends over me, put that sick twisted fuck before me!
• LuckyL: If it was family, I'd understand, but that perv!? You're fucked in the head!
• LuckyL: Do you know how much hell I was in? Picturing them doing things to you? Thinking you let them just cos I didn't want to rush you!

Her arms began to tremble, accepting the blame as it was placed. She'd never really considered what he was thinking, they'd just screamed at eachother and he'd driven out of her life.

• HoneyH: Lu.
• LuckyL: Save it!
• LuckyL: I was giving you the world. A stable income, a good home, whatever you wanted I gave it to you!
• LuckyL: You just threw it all back in my face for two perverts and a fat prick of a friend.
• LuckyL: Don't think I've forgotten what he and that cousin of your's said to me the day we broke up.
• LuckyL: Threatening me, telling me they'd kill me if I went near you again.
• LuckyL: Guess your loyalty to them was always greater than your loyalty to me!

By now, tears were running down her cheeks. He wasn't holding back, digging into her with what must've clearly been an entire week's worth of rage, if not more. She began frantically typing back, trying to calm him, to make him reconsider.

• HoneyH: I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, I know I screwed up, I didn't mean to!
• HoneyH: I don't know why I pulled away, I don't know why I snapped, I never wanted you to leave!
• HoneyH: I didn't tell them to threaten you, I never meant to hurt you, I'm so sorry!
• HoneyH: Please! I'll do anything! Please don't leave me alone, Lucas, I'm begging you!

Sobbing like a child, she cried into her hands, wiping away tears that were quickly replaced. The chat fell silent, neither party typing, as she just sat there, hurting, chest sore from dry heaving her sorrow away. But then, ten minutes later... Her inbox pinged.

• LuckyL: ...Anything? LITERALLY anything?

She sniffed up, arms rubbing at her wet eyes, before replying.

• HoneyH: Yes. I swear, anything.

The next reply came pretty much instantly.

• LuckyL: I must be fucking stupid considering this...
• LuckyL: I'll give you another chance.
• LuckyL: BUT only if you do as I say.
• LuckyL: I want you to ditch your friends. Cold. I don't want those pricks coming back into our relationship.
• LuckyL: And right now, I want you to stick the webcam between your legs and record yourself getting off.
• LuckyL: Then, and only then, will I consider dating you again. And I'll be keeping the recording for insurance.
• LuckyL: You become my little bitch, never betraying me again, and I'll think about being with you.
• LuckyL: Deal?

She fell silent. Was he seriously demanding she lose her only friends and masturbate for him without an actual promise of being together again? And what did he mean by "insurance"!? Wasn't that blackmail? Shit, part of her wanted to listen to him, to give in, but another part didn't want her to submit. He wanted control, but was her freedom really worth this guy? In fact, was he worth anything? He'd given away that he was repulsed by the thought of her friends touching her. It wouldn't be too hard to send him explict videos of herself and them, daily even, to make him suffer. Either way, between the thought of putting a show on for him and of being fucked by her friends, she was starting to turn herself on.

But was she really that kind of girl? She could easily get him back by submitting, but maybe that was too big a price. She could easily torture him, but what would that make her?

She had to make a choice...

• I Can't Help It/Grovel, submitting to his demands
• I Can't Help It/End the chat. It just isn't meant to be.
• I Can't Help It/Get revenge. You tried to be nice, but now you know how to hurt him good!