The Microwave Pov:
As I sat on the kitchen counter staring at the wall, my mind began to wander. I was thinking about him. About how perfect he looks. His trench coat that he wears no matter the weather. But those thoughts disappeared,when I realized that he would only use me just to warm up food. But for some reason I want him to use me in other ways.
I want him to use me in lustful ways.
I know that it's weird and wrong to think like this, but I can't help it. It's just something about him, making me think like this.
My train of thought stops when I hear the front door open.
It's him,
JD
And a girl?
My heart grew sick when I saw them holding hands. She was perfect in every way. She could satisfy him in more ways than I would ever. I was just made to do one thing, and that is just to warm food. I was not made to fall in love nor have lustful desires for anyone. But I do. And I may never forfeit those desires for I am just a microwave.
I watched them as they walked into the kitchen.
The way they kiss
His hands on her
I just wish that was me..
