Chapter 4. Breakup Sex

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*Ty's POV* 

All I could feel was the buzz. I was so faded I didn't even know where I was anymore. It's probably not safe for me to have had this much alcohol and weed at the same time but I didn't care. I needed to get over her. I needed to get over my parent's words. I just needed to be able to feel nothing. I was at one of my friends' houses, but I couldn't even remember which one. It was this huge party before school. It doesn't really make sense for it to be the day before school because everyone was about to show up with massive hangovers, but whatever. 

My thoughts turned into slurs as I continued to drink out of my cup. What was in it was just straight vodka. I didn't even want to be able to wake up in the morning. This blonde walks up to where I was sitting, and she sits on my lap. She started kissing my lips. Being high made all of my senses heighten as she did so. She made it so that I forgot what that bitch tasted like. I don't remember what she looked like, but I still started kissing her back. I moved my lips up against hers. Things started to get heated and the next thing I know, she's asking to go back to my place. 

I called an uber and we headed back to my place. My parents weren't there thankfully. If they knew what I was going to do to her tonight, they probably would have performed an exorcism. As soon as we got inside, I started making out with her, our lips moving sloppily against each other's. She jumped and wrapped her legs around my waist, and I carried her upstairs to my bedroom. She moaned slightly as I bit her lip and inserted my tongue into her mouth, instantly gaining dominance. 

I laid her down roughly on my bed as she tore off her shirt. As she went to undo mine, I unclasped her bra. I moved down from her lips to her neck and sucked on the side of her neck. I heard her breathing get labored and heavy from just this. My tongue made a trail down the valley of her breasts, and I started sucking on her nipples. I felt her inhale sharply and moan at the feeling of my tongue swirling around her breasts. "m-more..." She moaned against my ear leaning her stomach against me on the bed. I unbuttoned her jeans and slid her underwear down. She was so wet for me already. 

I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me. I rubbed my fingers against her clit slowly in a circular motion, then to a back and forth. "Mhmm." She moaned over and over at my touch. I felt her getting wetter and wetter until I finally inserted my fingers inside her. I felt her stomach clench and her moving to the motion of my fingers slowly. She rocked her hips up and down while I pushed my fingers inside of her. In and out. "Ty...uhhh..I'm g-gonna..." I could feel her walls clench up against me and I felt the rush of her liquids over my fingers. Usually I would lick them, but I only would do that when I was emotionally attached. I didn't even know that she knew my name. 

I rolled over in my bed next to her, wearing half my clothes and immediately passed out. 

"Ty! We're leaving in 15 minutes! Don't keep me waiting!" I heard my little sister call from outside my door. My head was pounding like hell. I turned over onto my side and there was a girl laying there next to me naked. Then it all came flooding back to me. "Fuck you've gotta go." I said whispering to her. 

I made my way downstairs a few minutes after she left and made myself breakfast which consisted of milk straight from the carton and a handful of cereal. My sister, Reese, just rolled her eyes at me. Wouldn't be the first time someone didn't approve of something I did. 

Honestly the whole morning was a blur. I drove to school, met up with some friends of mine, and went to first period. Then I started getting in my head. I started to remember what my parents had said to me yesterday. My stupid Ex. How could I ever think that she cared about someone as unlovable like me. I just needed to get out. I got up out of my seat and just walked out. What class was I even in? I don't know, I don't care. I felt the tears well up in my eyes and just scurried along to the girl's restroom. 

I opened the first stall that I saw and just sat there and cried silently. No one was in here which I was thankful for. I didn't want them to think that I was weak. The sound of the bathroom door opening and closing snapped me out of my depressing trance. I tried to cry more quietly but they inevitably heard the sound of my sniffles. I opened the stall door and walked toward the exit door briskly as I muffled a small apology to her. She was smoking a blunt and sitting halfway on the bathroom counter. "Hey, are you okay?" She said through the silence, half startling me. 

I turned around to her, this time getting a better look at her features. She had dark brown curly hair with blonde, orange ombre at the ends. She had it styled up into a pineapple, which showed off her prominent facial features which matched with her smooth caramel colored skin. She had slim and symmetrical dark eyebrows with two silver stud facial piercings on the top and bottom of her left eyebrow. Her eyes were a dark brown color that I swear you could get lost in. She was wearing a jet-black sweatshirt with casual white jeans and blue Jordan's. She had a variety of piercings in her ears, nose and had a few rings. 

"I'm good. Thanks for asking." I replied curtly with a small smile before making my way to head out. Before I left the bathroom to go wander around the halls, she spoke almost desperately. "Wanna hit?" 

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