Atlas Black

Chapter 21

L L A N A M O R O Z O V A

Luckily, the hoodie lay discarded on the floor, and so I picked up and put it back on all whilst sniffling with my eyes stinging and my throat lodged like a huge lump stuck in my throat.

My thighs were sticky and the material of my underwear were soaked and I've never felt as embarrassed as I do now. How In the world I've gotten to the stage where Aiden fucking Grey leaves me drenched and like the asshole he is leaving me in the middle of me coming close to releasing without him even fucking touching me there? I have zero clue.

I'm not in the mental state to return to his hoodie and as much I don't want to be in it, there's nothing else I have to wear. I feel absolutely gross and dirty and in desperate need of a shower to rinse me from all these wild erotic thoughts and the stinging feeling of hurt wedging inside me.

Grabbing my bag, I hurriedly make my out back into the hallway, out the doors and off-campus where I make my way to my apartment complex. I stumble in and without a seconds moment of thought, head straight to my bedroom into the bathroom and strip myself of all the clothes that have been sticking to my body with all the stench, heat and sweat covering it.

Twisting the shower on, I step into the fast trickles that pelt down rhythmically onto the tiled floors and close my eyes tilting my head up to the shower head and release the biggest exhale.

The memories come flashing back me into a fast flurry and blur of scenes of the lecture hall, Aiden coming in, Aiden coming close, Aiden in front of me with my back to a wall, Aiden kissing me, Aiden sucking on my neck, and bam the memories stop snapping me back to reality and before I'm even aware water leaks out of my eyes.

At this point I'm not even sure if it's the water or my tears mixing but there's a new sense of feeling warring inside me. I hug my body, wrapping my arms around myself to give me a sense of comfort. The warm water encasing me and filling me in with its all its heat and glory.

I take a deep breath before rubbing vigorously on my face before turning off the shower and wrapping a towel around my body. Just as I'm about to step back into my room to lay in bed for the rest of the evening small sniffles come from the door opposite mine of the bathroom leading to Sas' door.

Cautiously, I move in the direction of her room and twist the door knob until I take a peek and see no one in the room from where I'm looking but the silent sobs still are soaking up the room and filling in the silence.

Walking into the room, I tiptoe around the bed and see her sat down on the floor with her back to the bed, a pillow engulfing her face as her body shakes silently in quiet sobs that rack her entire body.

"Sas?" I gently whisper in the silence as I approach her in care, bending down so that I'm next to her with a hand placed on her shoulder.

She stiffens at my touch and looks up, her eyes wide and rimmed red, tear marks streaked across her face and cheeks the lines clearly visible of where the tears ran down.

"Heyyy, what's up?" My brows crease wondering why on earth someone like Sas would be crying. But I patiently wait for her to get her wits together.

She doesn't speak, her lips quiver and tremble and I'm more certain now that she's not going to speak or is unable to speak. But I know the feeling so I don't urge or force her but rather wrap an arm around her shoulder and bring her her close to me at which she breaks down instantly as she lays her head on my chest.