Here I am. Laying in my bed. Crying. Snuggled up in a corner with my body pillow.
My dad left me. He just left. He packed his shit, and left. Why, though? Did I do something wrong? Did my mom do it? Nathan? What the fuck happened? We were all just fine!
I decided to attempt to take my mind off of it, and scroll through social media instead. That place is full of toxic people, but it's my only get-away at the moment. I was scrolling through tik tok when I got two messages.
Wayne
Wayne: are you okay??
Wayne: What happened?
Wayne: i'm worried about you
Wayne: please just let
me know you're okay
Wayne: I can't sleep
Wayne: just come over
Blocked.
Kiki
Kiki: had fun last night doll 😉
Ew.
Me:me too lol well that parts I remember
Kiki: I'm gonna be totally honest with u
Kiki: I'm horny as fuck. You said you wanted to fuck. I could pick you up if you want???
My eyes widened at the text. Does he really want to? I thought it was just drunk thoughts for him, but he wants to have.... sex!?
Pros and cons list. Pro's are I need to take my mind off things, and this is better than me drinking my pain away. Cons...... there are none!
Me: give me an hour :))
I rush to my restroom, throwing my clothes off as I head over there and turn on the shower.
I took a long hot shower, making sure every part of me was shaved and smelling good.
I threw on a matching dark purple lace bra and underwear. To put over, I simply wore some booty shorts and a v-neck crop top.
By the time I was finish getting prepare, I heard a knock at the door. It's him.
I rush down the stairs, looking for a sign or my mom or Nathan.
"Went looking for your father, be back in about 3 hours." A note on the coffee table read.
Perfect.
I threw the front door open and before he could even breath, I connected our lips and wrapped my arms and legs around him. It was unexpected for him, but he eventually kissed back and squeezed my ass.
"No ones home." I broke the kiss, trying to catch my breath. He kissed my neck in response, "perfect."
He entered the house and closed the door with his foot, leading us up to my bedroom.
Once we got up to my room, he sat on the edge of my bed so that I was now straddling him, rocking my hips back and forth on his already formed erection.
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