chapter 2

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saturns pov: i drive 205.5 miles to new york from pennsylvania. it was a fucking mess, we got lost, confused, hungry. it took us five hours to get there. it was supposed to be three hours but with getting lost and hungry, it took five. we arrive in new york in the middle of the night. i pull us into a rest spot so we can sleep in the car until venus begins speaking "saturn why are we stopping, shouldn't we be going to jupiter's?" she questions me
"v look i'm tired, we can go in the morning okay." i answer her. she signs and leans back her chair. i grab both of us a blanket and a pillow. i cover her with the blanket and lay her head on the pillow. i keep the car on so we won't freeze, the winter in new york is not a fucking joke. i cover my body with the blanket then lay my head on the pillow. i lean back my chair after i'm comfortable. i eventually fall asleep then i wake up. "what?" i'm no longer in the car but a room, my childhood bed room. i'm blatantly confused. i sit up and to see my brother's best friend, eastson. he's staring at with a peculiar gint in his eye. he began walking towards me, i realize after about ten seconds that the shirt he was wearing before somehow disappeared. he grabbed my jaw, pulling me closer to his face. then he kissed me, wait he kissed me! and it felt good. so good, i wrapped my arms around his waist and pulled him on my bed. i random ringing noise interrupted us. i look at him and kiss him again then again and again. i wake up actually this time. i almost had a wet dream about my brothers best friend, and they live in the same house. even the lord can't save me now. i'm absolutely and utterly fucked.

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