THE NEW COACH CHAPTER 22 (Hannah's PoV)

Hannah’s PoV:

I’m Hannah Darcy, Donna Kendall’s sister, Lisa Kendall’s aunt. I repeated these words several times in my mind. But there was something gnawing at my mind telling me that something wasn’t right, but I can’t seem to put my finger on what the hell actually was wrong.

“Hannah, are you okay? You haven’t touched your meal since a few minutes ago, are you on a diet?” Donna asked.

Hannah didn’t answer her sister’s question. Her eyes wandered to look at her surroundings. The dining room she was in felt so strange yet also so familiar.

_Is it the new furniture? Or has this room always looked this way? _The more Hannah felt the more she felt disoriented. It’s like a reverse feeling of Deja vu. She had been here, but it felt like she had never been here and it's her first time in this place, everything felt strangely new.

“Hannah, is everything okay?” Donna asked her once more.

Hannah finally turned her attention to her goth sister, “I’m okay, sorry, I just have too much to think.”

“Is it about a man? Finally, the ice princess has someone that is able to melt her heart.”

“No! It is not about man,” Hannah clarified quickly. Her face was blushing in embarrassment.

“So, what do you think about right now? What made you so lost in thought? You can talk to me, I’m your sister. I may look like this, but I’m still a reliable sister you can believe with your secret.”

Believe in her.

“Fine, I will tell you, but you shouldn’t laugh at me. Honestly, I was wondering whether you had bought some new furniture? This shouldn’t be my first time here, but this room feels so strangely new to me.“ Hannah told Donna.

Donna smiled at her ‘sister’,“Ah…so that’s the reason. Yeah, I got some extra income recently, and had bought stuff, my new Mas — Boss is quite generous with money.”

“New boss? Have you changed jobs, Donna?”

“No, I’m still a good ole stripper, but I am in a different management now.”

“You are a stripper!?” Hannah asked in shock.

“Why the surprise? I am always a stripper and you know it, it’s hard to get a normal job when you are looking like me.” The green haired goth MILF replied nonchalantly.

“No, you aren’t a stripper, you are…” Hannah paused. She didn’t have any recollection about Donna aside from her being a stripper. Even her memories about Donna being a stripper was quite blurry in her mind.

“— A stripper. Your state of mind seems to be quite poor today that you didn’t recall that I am a stripper. Did you mistook me for someone else? Or did you take a trip down to memory lane? The last time I wasn’t a stripper was more than a decade ago when Lisa’s father was still around. Being a waitress isn’t enough to let me survive and nurture Lisa as a single mom, and wasn’t it your idea that I should try stripping? I have been a stripper since that, and I love it. Being a stripper gives me the validation I crave.” Donna interjected.

“Am I the one who gave you the idea to be a stripper?” Hannah was puzzled. She didn’t have any recollection about that. No…She had, but it was so blurry and vague. Her memories seem to be full of fog that made her unable to recall anything clearly.

“Yes, but it seems you have forgotten it.”

A sharp pain suddenly assaulted Hannah’s head. “Ouch, my head.”

“Hannah, are you okay? You don’t need to **** yourself to recall the memory. Just relax.”

_Relax. _Hannah was trying to regulate her breath. The pain subsided as she no longer tried to recall the memory.

“Sorry, it’s been a while. I might have forgotten about it.” Hannah replied wryly.

_What just happened? Where did the pain come from? I was just trying to recall some memories. _Hannah wondered.

“It’s okay, it’s just a trivial past. Here, get some beer. This will help you unwind. You might be too tired from your work.” Donna handed Hannah a can of beer she took out from somewhere.

Hannah opened the beer and drank them in one take. She felt her nerves relaxed as she finished the drink. Her worry was put in the back of her mind for now. “Thank you, I feel a bit better now.”

“Anything to help my sister. So, did my answer sate your curiosity? You might find this place strangely unfamiliar, it’s because I have some new furniture here and there.You will get used to it after a while.”

Hannah accepted her sister’s explanation, but she still couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong about her sister’s place away.

“Anyway, you wouldn’t believe who my new boss is,” Donna said with a slight excitement in her voice.

“Who?”

“It’s Darel. Darel Lebron.”

“Darel who?” Hannah was puzzled. Darel Lebron. The name felt so familiar to Hannah. She felt strangely attached to the name. The name made her feel pissed.

“Oh, Come on. Have you forgotten him too? Darel Lebron from our school back then. The quarterback. Both you and I had a crush on him before. You even dated him for a short time. I still remember how much lovestruck you were back then when you dated him. Your breakup is quite messy though to the point that you need to go to therapy after it, maybe that is why you memory-holed the man.”

Darel Lebron. Ex-boyfriend. Breakup. Therapy. Hannah took notes on the words her sister said. Like any other memories of her past. On one hand, she had the feeling that she didn’t have that kind of experience, but on the other hand, she vaguely remembered dating someone, and she indeed had a moment that she was down in life and needed therapy. The name Darel kept lingering in her mind. She had a desire to meet this man. Hence, Hannah chose to believe what Donna said.

“I think I remember a bit about the man, how is he doing?” Hannah said.

“He’s doing fine. He had a lot of girls around him now. But, he said you are still a few that have a special place in his heart.”

“As expected of a man like him. I’m just one of many in his heart, it means basically nothing,” Hannah replied in a pissed tone.

“He gave me this, and wants me to give it to you.” Donna took out a small pocket of white powder and put it on the table.

Hannah frowned, and looked at her sister seriously. “Is that what I think of?”

“If you think this is a coke or other ****. You are right. It’s a coke. Darel said it’s a strain that you used to love.”

“What the hell did he mean by giving me this? Did he not know I can be considered working with the authority? Did he want to be caught by me?”

“Oh, he knew. I told him about your job. He knew well that you are a corrupt officer. You like to confiscate these **** from the sellers as a ‘proof’, but you ended up either selling them yourself or using them yourself.”

“NO! I’m not that kind of person! I’m…” Hannah rebuked.

“You want to say that you are a law-abiding officer. No, Hannah, a law-abiding officer won’t ask her sister to be a stripper. You are a bad, crooked officer. Admit it.”

“No…No…this is wrong.” Hannah still denied Donna’s accusation. The sharp headache was coming back assaulting her head the more she denied that she wasn’t a corrupt officer. “Fuck… it’s painful, make it stop,” the agent groaned and clenching her head in pain.

Donna then slid the coke toward Hannah, along with a folded paper straw. “These will help you with your headache. If you are a good officer, just taking one will be fine for you. You will not want more. But if my claim is right, a bad officer like you will show your true color after you take this ****.”

Taking just one is fine. I’m a good officer. This is not my first time being **** to consume **** like this.

Hannah picked the coke and paper straw. Her hand trembled as she put the straw closer to her nose, both from her head throbbing pain and hesitation. In the end, Hannah still snorted the line of coke as the throbbing pain worsened and the coke would help her relieve her headache.

The coke’s effect quickly kicked in her system. Her body shuddered with pleasure. Her headache instantly got suppressed by the wave of pleasure.

Darn, this is good. Hannah thought. She was almost brought to orgasm just by taking one snort.

“So, dear sister, how do you feel? Do you recall the feeling of a corrupt officer who wants more ****?” Donna asked.

Hannah smiled smugly at Donna, “It’s rock, I admit that this thing kicks like hell. One of the best I got. No wonder I loved this one back then at school. Unfortunately, this isn’t enough to make me beg for more. Bring me to Darel, I will apprehend him for unlawful possession of these ****.”

These **** shouldn’t be in the hands of such jerks like Darel. It is best if I got them in my hand.

Continued in the next part >>>

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