Something was definitely up, thought Nikki, as she sat at her desk the next day. Her and Jessica had been sitting discussing the night before, the music, the crowd, how wasted everyone had been, just as they did after every night out, only a few glances hinting at what they might not be discussing. Nikki was mid-story of how Dale had cajoled her into blowing him in the toilets, when Kellie swept into the branch. Normally the first to bound over and loudly chip into the banter, she walked straight past while staring straight ahead, and headed down the stairs toward the staff room. Nikki met Jessica's eyes, and nodded. Something definitely was up. Was it because of what had happened between her and Dale? Dale had given Nikki the abridged version of the story, in which Kellie had been drunk and thrown herself at him, and he, ever the gentleman, had let her down nicely and explained he wasn't good enough for her.
She prepared her sympathetic expression, ready for the latest story of a guy treating Kellie badly and how she can never find a decent one.
'You fucking slut.' Nikki stopped dead, sure she must have misheard. Kellie was sitting at the comfy chairs, giving her a look of venom she'd never seen.
'What?' she said, smiling and turning to see if there was anyone else there Kellie was speaking to.
'You heard me. You're a fucking slut who cant keep her legs shut. We all knew you were hardly mother-fucking-teresa but do you need to have EVERYONE?' Kellie spat, leaning forward to throw more force behind her hysterical words. Nikki moved forwards, arms outstretched gesturing to get her to lower her voice, as Kellie shook visibly with anger.
'Is this about Dale? Im sorry, I was drunk and he IS hot, I thought you'd already had him'
'No its not about fucking Dale, its about you and little miss fucking perfect up there!' and with that Kellie held up her phone, clearly showing a dripping pussy that was clearly Jessica's and Nikki's face right underneath it, her tongue buried inside the glistening pink folds.
Nikki was clearly shocked, her face blanched as she realized not only what this could do to her own reputation, but to Jessica's. Jessica was the golden girl, this would ruin her.
'you...saw us? You were watching us??' Nikki stuttered 'it was just a one-off, we were both drunk, we just kissed and it sort of continued...'
Kellie cut her off 'It didn't look like a one-off. And its not as if you were just having a quick snog' She smiled evilly as she pushed the scroll button, showing not just one but a full eleven pictures, each one clearly showing Nikki and Jessica in the most intimate of positions.
'Why did you...'
'take the pictures? I didn't mean to, just like I didn't mean to find my two best friends licking each other out. I came to find you after that pig Dale called me easy' Kellie screwed up her face at the memory, once near cherished and now poisonous 'and that Jessica had told him to dance with me'.
Lynsey reached out for the phone, as Kellie whipped it into her pocket. 'Now everyone is going to know what the two of you are really like. Maybe Jessica does this every year on her birthday, her own celebration. How would anyone know?'
'But why would you do that? Were mates!' Nikki said with anguish. She'd always liked Kellie, she couldn't believe she'd ever do something like this.
'Because' said Kellie, her voice low with menace, 'its about fucking time someone else got the spotlight around here'.