Sasha - and it's Not Nice

Aaron was initially stumped as to what Natalie's PIN might be, but remembered that being in her body meant he could unlock it with her fingerprint.

The message was from Sasha.

Ugh, the dork is bugging me again. Says he has something – should I bother?

Aaron read and reread the message in shock. Scanning back through the chat history between his sister and what he had thought was his girlfriend, it was very clear that Sasha’s opinion of Aaron was only marginally higher than Natalie’s, and even then, only because she could use him to pay for stuff. There were even things Natalie asked Sasha to get him to buy - for her.

The little bitch.

Aaron’s hands were trembling with anger and he was about to switch back to his own phone and tell Sasha she could fuck a cactus when he stopped himself.

That would be silly. Aaron didn’t have to play that game anymore. Aaron had a better game. A hundred better games. He might be shaking with rage at finding a relationship of two years was built on lies and greed, but he didn’t need to be stupid about it.

He took a deep breath, feeling the air filling Natalie’s lungs, smiled with her lips and began to type a reply.