EZRA
My shaky fingers travel down to her jeans, and I start pulling them down along with white lace panties, but Rachel stops my hands. "What do you think you are doing?" she asks in a wondering tone; I stay silent, bite my lower lip. Rachel pushes me off her and buttons up her jeans as rushing towards the door, away from my toxicity.
"I-I kinda honestly thought something could happen... I don't know," I shrug my shoulders a little tense; Rachel tilts her head of anger, "For your small, twisted, and sex brain. You're an asshole," She informs, but I cover up my mouth to silent laughter because I think it's funny but cute she's mad at him. Such a guy thing to consider making girls angry is cute.
Rachel rolls her eyes. I glare at her up and down for feeling guilty. Then I snaps back to my rudeness, "You can't lie to yourself by saying you didn't like it."
"I didn't like it, and I don't like you," she tells a white lie by not confessing her feelings.
Bullshit.
"You are telling me you didn't like it because we were kissing and undressing each other like minutes ago," I harden the tone of being toxic for her already, but she takes it even a little bit of it. "Well, don't worry."
"Don't worry for what?" I say so firmly that angers her more.
He clears his throat, "It's not like I was actually having sex with you. Just some making out since you," I wiggle my finger up and down, "not my type." I sharpen my tone again when she scowls at my with her hazel eyes ready to water, "Ezra?" I glare at her.
"You can forget about the date, so get drunk or whatever," she screams out while opening the door again but walking out slamming it. The loud shout clashes against the room to make my books fall off the shelves, "FUCK!" I yell, plopping onto the bed and running my hands on my face.
Minutes later, after placing the books back on the shelf, there's a harsh knock. I sign frustration when walking towards it and unlocks it but sees Olivia, "Hey baby. Are you busy? I thought that we could, and I don't know..." she stops, gently pulls down her crop top, and exposes her plastic-looking cleavage," have fun."
I blink twice for a second, noting them but shakes the feeling," I'm not in the fucking mood so go suck on another cock, would you?" I bark out loud and slams the door.
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Two Worlds Crossed
RomanceRachel's life has always been perfect but almost too perfect from family to everything. She desires the feeling of being loved with her books with her controlling mother not approving anything. When Rachel get forced in to sit next to cruel, all ink...
