Like A Drug ✔️

Chapter 21

{EDITED}
TW: Body shaming

Maddison Brooks

The hot temperature outside didn't matter, the garage floor was still cold against my sweaty skin. I've been working out since I got home from dance class. Charles had made me think I would walk home alone but instead he waited in the parking lot outside to drive me home.

He waited for one and a half hours only for me to be done, something not even Trevor has done with his busy schedule even if it was summer and I'm almost sure that he doesn't have a job because of his laziness.

It would be better if I walked, especially after what my caring boyfriend texted earlier today. He knows what's best for me even if it causes scars deep inside my bones and mind.

Thankfully Claire hadn't been in the dance class earlier. Yet my mind had been far away from what I needed to do. Cameron had yelled my name more times than normally since I couldn't keep my mind straight. I lost work out time because of both that and letting Charles drive me home.

I'm making up for that time now.

My body aches from everything, still not over Charles and my play yesterday that had made me enjoy myself during sex because I hadn't time to concentrate on how I looked since my mind was busy with figuring out where the ice was moving on my body.

Taking a sip of the water from the bottle I brought with me from the fridge before I walked out here. Letting the water wet my dry throat. Picking up my phone, switching songs to my solo that I still needed to work my soul into just so it could be perfect by the end of summer. "Just one more time." I told myself in encouragement to keep going even if my body could give out any second.

(No Time To Die- Billie Eilish)

The sound of a low piano vibrating through the speaker in the garage. Making a quick walk into the middle of the floor before sitting down on my hands and knees, ignoring the part of my mind that wanted me to remember yesterday when Charles fucked me from behind and kissed my shoulder as he thrusted into me in a way that made me feel as if I was worth something.

As the music got more intense I stood up, walked a few steps before I stopped. Looking at myself in the big mirror in front of me, rolling my shoulders back.

I should of known

Leaning back until my hands touched the floor behind me. Arching my back, my stomach pointing against the floor before I turned my upper body. Letting one of my legs get dragged in half a circle around me, my foot pointing and toes touching the floor after years of stretching and ballet.

Moving forward before backwards, gripping my ankle behind myself for a second before I made a circle with my upper body. Keeping my arms tense but relaxed as I moved them with my body.

I'd leave alone

Taking force with me as I moved my legs in a circular motion below myself. Curling up on my knees, moving my body to the side before I stood up on my knees. Gripping my shoulder with my opposite hand as I let myself fall to the cold floor that created goosebumps on my skin that wasn't covered by clothing.

Just goes the show

Keeping my legs spread when I rolled over my back to get into the other side, my hand still having a hold on my opposite shoulder.