Drowning Desires

seventeen

Maura

I couldn't help but smirk as I scrubbed the white paint from my hands.

Adrien was going to have a good old time scrubbing his motorcycle clean, and hopefully he would finally realise I wouldn't give up.

I felt shame slip in for a second, and perhaps I would even consider helping him wash it off, maybe I had gone too far. I guess I'll see when I find Adrien tomorrow, he is either going to give me a verbal slap in the face or get me back some other way. Knowing him, it would most likely be the latter

I dried my hands with a towel and walked into the kitchen. I looked around at the mess that was littered around me. Clothes lay scattered across the floor, takeaway boxes where covering the bench. Plates and utensils filled the sink.

For the first time in my life, I suddenly felt that I wanted to clean the house. I started by grabbing a speaker and shuffling a playlist purely made up of Chase Atlantic, The Neighbourhood and Atlantic Monkey songs.

I pulled a trash bag from the draw and started cleaning, I let my throughs take over.

I had to admit to myself that Adrien was getting to me. Any sane person knew he was attractive, and his smirk, god-damn. I knew it was most likely a charm he showed everyone, and I was stupid enough to feel enchanted by it.

My heart had skipped a beat when he had pulled me onto his lap, and there was no mistaking the hardness that had pushed against my heated core. A hardness that I had caused. Yet it was likely only a natural reaction to having a female sit on his lap.

The feeling of his lips on my neck was like a phantom touch. But that memory was corrupted by Riley's words to me, for some reason, him calling me a 'slut' hurt more than anyone else. I had been called foul names plenty of times, yet I had pictured Riley as a decent guy.

Though, I supposed he was playing a charade as much as I was. But he had let his slip, letting me see his true nature. I knew the type of guy Riley was, be kind till the girl offers herself to them, then dump them, making them feel disgusted within themselves.

I was stupid enough to fall for it, to believe Riley was one of the good ones, but not anymore. I smirked to myself, that didn't mean I wasn't going to continue playing the game.

I looked around the small house, it was cleaner, though I still had more work to do. I slid into the shower, washed myself then slipped into bed.

My mind was clouded with thoughts of Adrien, every positive and negative there was, though right now, the negatives seemed to heavily outweighed the positives.

• • •

"What was the deal with Adrien yesterday?" Annabelle taunted from beside me, I mentally rolled my eyes.

"He and I have started to ruthlessly humiliate each other, but I must say, I am winning." I smirked to her. We were sitting in class, the only class where I didn't have to suffer at the hands of Adrien or anyone from Riley's gang.

I had walked up to Riley this morning and planted a fat kiss on his cheek and pretended I was still falling into his trap. He smiled and gave me nice words, unwise to the traitorous thoughts whirling in my head.