Don't call me by my name, all of this is temporary

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A/N; Some banter and girly bonding, someone finally makes contact and Manon decides to tease Jake. This was supposed to be one long chapter but it got to over 15k words and was just ridiculously long, so I've split it into two and part two will be up on Saturday! I wanted to try writing from Jakes POV in the next part so if you'd like that, make sure to come back tomorrow! The song for this chapter is below!

And the songs Manon is listening to while running are Run For Your Life by the Seige, No Response and Ashes both by Tom Macdonald!


"Jesus needed a three day weekend
To sort out all his bullshit
Figure out the treason
I've been searching for a fortified defense
Four to Five reasons

But Jesus
You've got better lips than Judas
I could keep your bed warm
Otherwise I'm useless
I don't really mean it
'Cause who the fuck would choose this?

Leaving through the door without a word
You won't even notice little bird
Better off dead
So I reckon
I'm headed to hell instead"

Bells in Santa Fe by Halsey
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Sweat dripped down her face and her legs had turned to jelly what felt like hours ago, her breath was sawing out of her chest so hard her throat was raw

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Sweat dripped down her face and her legs had turned to jelly what felt like hours ago, her breath was sawing out of her chest so hard her throat was raw. Every time her feet hit the ground the impact ricocheted up her bones, reminding her she shouldn't leave it so long next time. The beat of the rap songs blasting into her ears helped her keep going, the pounding drums and cocky lyrics hyping her up even though her body begged for relief. She'd barely slept last night, tossing and turning until she was tangled up in the sheets, the soothing presence of Jake not enough to stop her overactive thoughts. She lay there until he woke and tried to lose herself in the feel of him, it had helped a little she still felt a bit crazed. She'd suggested they go for a run and that's where she found herself now.

All she could focus on was the ache in her thighs and calves, the burning pain of pushing herself too hard not far off but her mind was blessedly quiet. Jake kept pace with her but she barely noticed him, all her attention went to the music and not running face first into a tree. They were getting close to the house and she almost sobbed in relief, she hated the after effects of running but it helped while she was doing it. She wished she could go to a gym and release all her fury into a punching bag or better yet, a willing sparring partner. But she wasn't desperate enough to ask Jake if she could punch the shit out of him to calm her down, that seemed a bit risky.

She eyed him and saw he was struggling as much as she was, they'd been lazy since getting here. The only exercise they'd really had was when they were lost in the incredible pleasure they could give each other and while very fulfilling, it didn't help them run or fight. The trees began to thin and she spied her house through the foliage, the sight like an oasis in the desert. She wanted to slow but if she did Jake would have to carry her back. So she summoned one last burst of speed and threw him a sly smile, he might have snorted but she couldn't hear it and she bolted down the worn path, Jake following close behind her all the way.

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