FETISH

accept.

Red.

Run, baby run. Run for your life.

14:00

Saige hadn't been able to get her mind off her phone. She was currently sat in her one o'clock English class; her favourite. However, nothing her teacher was saying was making any impact on her, all she was invested in was a little notification she had received the night before.

That night, she didn't dare touch her phone when she first saw it. She froze whilst reading over the silly, little request over and over again. What could he possibly want? Why would he request her? Maybe he did it by accident? Maybe he hasn't even realised he hit 'request'. Saige was thinking of any possibility for this to be a mistake, she never thought Preston would request on purpose. Yet, Saige couldn't believe he would do something so carelessly, even if it was just a creator follow.

Saige tried to tell herself that she didn't care and she was just being dramatic but her she was, an hour into her class with nothing to prove she was even listening. Obviously, she wasn't as her mind was too occupied with a man who doesn't know her existence beyond that of sexual fantasy. Her mind was just overly consumed with Preston. The phrase 'self respect' had seemed to disappear from Saige's vocabulary and yet, she wasn't complaining.

She started writing. Her typical writing would consist of sci-fi and horror but the more time she was spending on this particular piece the more sexual and R-rated it became. She was completely int he zone for the last hour of her class, she didn't stop typing the entire time. She looked so unaware of the smut she has started writing. Either that, or she as fully aware and knew fine well who she was picturing during the scenes.

Class was coming to and end and Saige began to proof-read her work. She started going red in the face finally snapping out of her little fantasy trance. She could not believe the filth she was typed whilst in class, knowing that she wouldn't be able to hand this in to her professor. She was going to have to think of something new to write and fast if she was going to hand her assignment in on time. She was utterly confused that this was solely caused over a follow request. Saige felt pathetic but she didn't care. She would just tell herself that she was just having a little fun.

19:00

Saige was finally home and tried to catch up on her English assignment until she was interrupted by Rose who had just returned from her late art class. As soon as Rose had entered the room, Saige could feel her eyes burning the back of her head. "Can I help you?" Saige asked without glancing around. "I know your little secret" Rose whispered back while making her way around the kitchen island.

Saige didn't know how to react. She tensed a little in her seat while continuing to write, trying to seem innocent but she knew Rose wasn't daft and it wasn't like Rose couldn't of guessed. Saige just felt scene, almost like it was a dirty secret, something to be ashamed of.

"I'm glad you've done it" Rose said breaking the silence as she could see Saige was getting in her own head. "You could have told me you know? If you need any advice of anything just let me know" Saige lifted it her head and looked and Rose and she stared back. The eye contact was all Saige needed to know that Rose was telling the truth. Rose had her back and she trusted her. Completely.

Rose smiled and walked out the kitchen and made her way into her bedroom. Saige watched her leave and this gave her the confidence to check her phone again, the friend request was still there on her screen and this time she wouldn't leave the page without giving it an answer. She clicked his profile one last time and scrolled through his content. He hadn't posted anything on any platform since he requested Saige but she thought nothing of this. She thought about what would happen if she clicked 'deny' although she never would, she questioned whether or not he would try again or move on and act like it never happened. Curiosity nearly got the better of her as she wanted to see but before she could blink, she hit accept.

She sat there frozen for a couple of seconds. It wasn't like she regretted the decision but it also didn't feel like the thought it would. She wasn't nervous, she wasn't excited and nothing happened. She looked back at his profile and the only thing that had changed was that she was able to message him privately. It didn't seem to matter, however, she said to herself she would never use it. She felt too desperate if she was to message him first. She agreed to herself that this was nothing more than a mutual 'friend' on a social media site.

She knew she was lying to herself. But that didn't matter right now.

Saige put her phone down and got back to typing, sneaking quick glances at her it just in case she missed anything. Hours went by and there was no notifications from PRN so she decided it was time for bed as she didn't care to check anything. She had plugged her phone into charge and was reading her book before she decided to shut her eyes.

After a while, her phone vibrated twice and pinged and disturbed Saige from her sleep, she sat up confused and decided to check what notification woke her up. She picked it up and turned the screen on. Her breath got caught in her throat and her eyes went wide. She never expected the message she just received despite how much she wanted it.

@Preston King is typing...

@Preston King sent you a message.

"Fuck" she whispered.

authors note:
hellooooo guys <3
going to keep this short n sweet bc i have no excuse as to why ive gone lol
quote from the top is from RUNRUNRUN
by
dutch melrose :))

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