Fifteen - The Devil

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I went to sleep that night with one thing on my mind. Kayden. Why, I'm not sure. Do I like him? Pft, no. I think it's the lack of male contact getting to my head. You be surprised to know that I'm not some pretty virgin. Hell no. My body count is unknown, let that sink in.

When I first started on the drugs and drink, I had met a group of people who agreed to supply me. This group of people were extremely hot magic Mike wannabes. You can count on me to jump their bones. Pft. I'm not even mad about it. I would do it again, they were smoking. I slept with all seven of them, they were average but their looks made up for it. I was known as the towns 'slut' which I guess technically is true but I don't see why I should be ashamed that I had sex with multiple people. Sex is great. It needs to be normalised, people have fun with it but can also take it seriously. Obviously if I was in a relationship, it would be completely different, I'd have respect.

Do I want to bang Kayden? Hell yeah. Am I going to? Probably not. Open your eyes Faith. He is drop dead gorgeous but he is a fuck and go type of guy, I don't want to have a meaningless night ruin our friendship. Nope. But would it be meaningless? Fuck. I'm going to sleep.

I woke up a couple of hours ago and got dressed to go on a run, it was a frosty morning and the day before school starts again, lots of students have began to arrive and will all be here by later tonight. Yay. I don't even talk to anyone other than the boys and Sage, sometimes the girls on the soccer team. One, I don't trust my mouth not to say something rude, I am brutally honest and once I say it, there is no coming back. Period. Two, I don't really like people that much, I don't trust anyone and that's that.

I stopped by the soccer field to see a couple on the bleachers and someone doing laps on the lines. The grass had a dewy coating and frost glazed the top, it was beautiful. The weather app says it's supposed to snow next week, also meaning we might have to miss class. Sucks. Pft. I jog back to our apartment, it feels so weird saying it's ours. Eek. I literally love being able to officially live there, I mean I basically did already but now I have my own room.

Opening the front door, the heating immediately hits me, mixing with my numb body. I rip my shoes off before practically running to the bathroom and jumping in the shower. The hot water feels slightly painful against my cold skin but slowly warms my body, I wash and do the usual shaving routine before hopping out and wrapping the white Egyptian Cotten towel around me. I go to my bedroom where I throw a large college hoodie over my head, falling just above my thighs, I put a pair of Nike pros on to be decent and comb through my hair. I walk into the kitchen and begin to make toast, it's now 10 am and I'm still yet to see a sign of life inside this apartment. Just as I was thinking that, a bedroom door flies open, Elijah walking out in athletic clothes.

"I'm heading to the gym for a while" he says as he leaves. Good morning to you too. I take a bite of the buttery goodness and flick the news on to see the opening of some new restaurant. Fun. The thing about Los Angeles is the price. It's celebrity central, everything is ten times more expensive and fancy. For example, the restaurants, you can't just order a $8 cheeseburger and fries, it has to be some goat burger with lettuce fries for $72.

"Morning" a croaky voice says from behind me, I turn to see Kayden making himself a coffee, rubbing sleep from his eyes.

"Good morning" I reply "what you up to today?" I question curiously.

"Nothing, probably hanging out with you" he smirks at me.

"Joy. But we aren't allowed" I mock him from last night.

"When do we ever follow the rules?" he winks at me, taking a sip from his piping hot mug.

"Kayden" I shake my head at him.

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