Prom

The girls are driven to the prom by their dads and as they pull up alongside the school, seeing all of her friends with their boy-dates causes a sinking feeling in her chest. She should be there with them, but instead she's sat here with Paige, who is squeezing her hand tightly. Abigail looks across at her date and sees her smiling back, almost knowingly. She gives her hand a quick squeeze.

"Don't be nervous, Abigail. It's gonna be so much fun!" Paige says.

Abigail nods and stares out of the window again as the car finally stops. As the girls leave the car and begin walking arm in arm towards the school entrance Abigail feels eyes burning into her, they're from a small town and despite how supportive people have been of her 'relationship', it always feels like people are judging her. As the girls walk through the front door though there are whispers of 'so cute' and similar spreading around them, causing Abigail's cheeks to redden.

The prom is nearly in full swing but currently there's just casual music playing as people socialise. The room is littered with tables covered by white table cloths and golden confetti, gold/silver balloons hang in the air giving the darkened room a feeling of fancy ambience. Despite walking into the room linking arms with her cousin, Abigail still feels a surge of happiness - at least she's got a date, right?

The girls take their seats and Paige's arms finds its way around Abigail's shoulder instantly, pulling the girls closer together as she whispers in her ear, asking if she wants some punch. Abigail nods quickly, the thought of the punch being spiked and her getting drunk excites her, she had found recently that it made nights like this earlier when she was a little tipsy.

Paige gives her date a quick kiss on the lips before leaving quickly to get their drinks. As soon as Paige is gone Abigail's eyes scour the floor and land instantly on Harry. He's sat on the far side of the room, talking to his date. Abigail feels the sinking feeling come back, her and Harry had been friends for a long time until eventually Abigail realised she had a crush on him, so of course they stopped talking entirely. She was pretty sure he would have asked her to prom.. until he found out she's with Paige.

That gutting feeling never really went away, in the past when Abigail had imagined her dream wedding it had always been Harry she was standing there with, now she felt like giving up on her dream of a nice, white wedding.

Paige returns quickly with their drinks and Abigail finds to her disappointment it's simple fruit punch, delicious but boring. She sips it slowly, until eventually the music changes and all of the students are urged to dance. Paige practically drags Abigail to the dance floor excitedly, as the first of many slow songs comes on.

To Abigail's surprise Paige is a very good slow dancer, holding their bodies closely together she moves slowly, an arm around her waist and the other holding Abigail's hand, she guides her through the dance perfectly, never once standing on each others toes or getting in the way. In fact in the darkness, with Paige's larger frame and dominating way of leading her through the dance, Abigail can easily imagine it's Harry she's dancing with.

"I think it's time you took my garter off.." Paige whispers in Abigail's ear, sending a chill down Abigail's spin.

"What do you mean? I already did.." Abigail replies quickly, looking up at her date.

Paige's smile is twisted as she looks down at Abigail, and it quickly dawns on Abigail that there must be something unpleasant implied.

"Mmm, I've got another one.." Paige replies.

Abigail doesn't feel her hand being moved until it's already slipping beneath Paige's dress. She looks around quickly, and realises the room's too dark, and every-bodies too distracted dancing with each other to notice. Paige forces Abigail's hand between her legs, until one of her fingers is sliding inside of her pussy. Almost immediately her fingers prod the lacy fabric of a garter. Abigail stares up at Paige, and in annoyance she quickly slides another finger inside, ready to pull it out. Paige suddenly pulls her arm away though.

"No, no. You're supposed to use your teeth babe." Paige says with a wink as she lets go of Abigail's waist, "You'd better be quick.. the lights will come on soon."

Abigail realises that what Paige is saying is true, in-between every song the lights come back on briefly, probably so the teachers can make sure the students aren't up to anything too naughty. Abigail takes another quick look around before getting on her knees and crawling beneath Paige's dress, not even caring if they're caught, she wants this to be over and done with quickly. Paige's thighs grip Abigail's head tightly, despite them being spread to allow her to get in there.

Abigail's now expert tongue finds its way inside of Paige's cunt and desperately pokes around, searching for the fabric again. It doesn't take long to find it, but to her dismay it feels as though she's pushing it away rather than pulling it. She feels Paige's body shuddering as her tongue searches eagerly through her pussy, moving in, out, backwards and forwards trying every angle to get the garter. She finally manages to hook her tongue around it slightly, and pulls it out in one swoop.

Abigail felt like cheering as she dropped the garter into her hands and began crawling back out of Paige's dress, and as she does she finds to her horror the lights are back on. Just as Abigail's about to die from embarrassment though a cheer erupts around them, and she realises it probably just looked like she had retrieved a garter the normal way - pulled down with her teeth. She smiles, her cheeks burning bright red as she holds the garter up in the air triumphantly, when Paige suddenly grips her tightly, kissing her hard, savouring the taste of her own pussy on Abigail's tongue, whilst she's surrounded by her peers.

Before dropping down to one knee in front of her.

"What.." Abigail whispers, staring wide-eyed down at Paige.

She reaches down the front of her dress, pulling a small black box out and holding it out, before opening it slowly.

"w-what.." Abigail whispers again, quieter now. She feels like she's going to faint, and wants to run away but can't. She's rooted to the spot.

"I've been thinking about this for a while Abigail and seeing you tonight just made me feel like this is right.. In front of all your friends.." Paige says, trailing off as she chokes up slightly.

Abigail feels like she could pass out or throw up, or both at the same time. It's literally her worst nightmare. How can she say no, in front of everybody? Looking around her the excitement is unbearable, everybody is so happy for her - except for herself. She hates this. She hates them all.

"Will you marry me?" Paige says finally, looking up into Abigail's eyes.

Say yes.

For a brief moment Abigail feels like she's going to say no, to spit out the truth of it all - that Paige is a dirty blackmailing bitch and that she wants nothing to do with her, but for some reason she feels a niggling in the back of her head, something.. someone is telling her to say yes. It's weird, she had never noticed it before but it's always been there, this little voice telling her to do something. To just get it over with, endure the pain and it'll get better. It doesn't get better though, it keeps getting worse!

Tears sting Abigail's eyes as she realises she can't say no, she can't ignore the voice or fight it.

"Y-yes.." she whispers, weaker than ever, "of course.."