Call Me Victoria Ch. 11

Will

Tuesday Afternoon

My room was basically a tomb. I hadn't opened the curtains in days, preferring to mope in total darkness. It was also like a tomb because I never planned on leaving. My parents had been home for days and I had interacted with them as little as possible. Beth was home too. I hadn't talked to her at all.

I was playing games to pass the time, but my heart wasn't in it. I was in the middle of a session when I heard a knock on the door. I didn't respond.

The door opened anyway. It was Beth. I rolled my eyes.

"Hey, Bro. How's it going?" she asked.

I grunted. That was the best she'd get from me.

She wasn't going to be deterred. She shut the door behind her and came to sit next to me on the edge of my bed. "Will, you've been in Sad Sack City for days. I'm worried about you."

I didn't say anything. She looked at the sorry state of my room. "You ate the pizza I left you," she noted, pointing at the empty box.

I nodded.

"Look," Beth sighed, "I don't know what happened between you and Vic this weekend. And, honestly, I'd rather not get into any of the details. But, Will, I know my friend. We've been besties since we were little kids. She's got a good heart. She really cares about you. I know you're hurt, but I promise she didn't mean to hurt you. And I think you know that too."

I ground my teeth together, stubbornly refusing to break the silence.

"The stuff with Beau... she was doing that for me. It was a mistake. I see that now. But Vic literally only talked about you all weekend. It was kind of obnoxious." She laughed.

"That girl loves you, Dummy. If you could see the way she looks at you when she thinks you won't notice..." She patted my leg and stood up. "If you let her slip through your fingers because you got freaked out by what she can do, I think you'll be kicking yourself for the rest of your life."

"I didn't freak out." I muttered.

"You've been hiding in your bedroom since Sunday, Bud. What do you call that?"

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I'd been staring at my phone for a ridiculous amount of time. My thumb hovered over the call button. I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and hit the button.

The phone rang once, then twice. "Will?" In an instant I felt myself falling into her soft, enveloping voice. I could hear the genuine concern in her tone. She must have been waiting for a call, a text, or any word from me for the last couple days. She'd been worried about me.

"I fold," I confessed, the words barely above a whisper. "I fold. You win."

"What?"

"I give up. I can't stop thinking about you. I can't get you out of my head. I want you so bad I can't breathe." The words tumbled out so quickly I could no longer slow them down. "I don't care if my brain is broken from the hypnotism. I don't care who you've done this to. I can't help it. I want you anyway."

"Will." Her voice was gentle, but firm. "It's not like that at all. Yes, I hypnotized Beau, but just as a favor for Beth. I immediately wanted to take it back. It didn't work like it did with you."

"How did it work with me?"

I could hear her smile through the phone. "Perfectly."

"So it wasn't a mistake?"

"Do you think it was?"

"No, I don't." I released a shaky breath. "You really did a number on me, Victoria, because I've hardly gone a minute for days without picturing your smile."

"That doesn't sound like my hypnosis. None of my suggestions made you do that."

"If it wasn't hypnosis, then why can't I get you out of my head?"

"You tell me, Will..."

"Did you think about me like that before this weekend?" she asked.

"I tried not to, to be honest."

"Isn't that kind of the same thing, though?"

Damn. She had me there. "Yeah," I laughed, "I guess it kind of is."

She gloated, just a little. "So you admit it? You want me?"

"I want you so bad."

"So... you don't want me to stop teasing you?"

"No. Of course I don't want you to stop."

Her voice dropped down into that register that I remembered. The honey-sweet buzz of surrender to Victoria. "You liked it when I teased you on the phone?"

My breath caught. Just like that I felt my cock stirring to life in my pants. "Victoria..."

"And you enjoyed spending time with me this weekend?"

"You know the answer to that."

She laughed, "Of course I do, but I need you to say it, silly boy."

"I really, really enjoyed this weekend."

"Wanna see me again next weekend?"

"Yes, Victoria," I breathed.

"Ok, let me check my schedule..."

I laughed, in spite of myself. "You're going to be the death of me."

She was all too pleased with herself. "Not yet. I'm just getting started."

"Promise?"

"Pick me up at 8 on Friday and find out for yourself."

I groaned, "Ok, fine."

"It's a date!" she cheered. "Oh, by the way, William, how's your heart health?"

"What? Why?"

"Just worried your heart will stop when you see what I'm wearing for our date."

I dropped back onto my pillow. I was in for the longest week of my life.

[END OF BOOK 1}