"Don't you get it? You know when you try to run away, punishment like this happens." he said teasingly, squeezing my chest. I gasped for air, I really didn't try to run away. They're overreacting!
The wet noise coming from below, being penetrated in...
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"Ow—" I grumbled out as I woke up. My head had this stinging pain, which is giving me a major headache, so much headache I can't even move.
"Are you ok?" He asked as he rushed in to see my frowning.
"My head hurts," I whined.
I heard him approach my bed, and felt something touch my back. Zack had helped me sit up and press the cold glass of water against my lip.
Swallowing all that was given to me, he wiped away the wet trail and helped me stand up.
"Can you walk?"
"Mhm," I nodded and slowly walked my way over to the bathroom. I looked up and saw my hair all over the place.
I stripped and hopped in the shower, washing my hair thoroughly and my body. We're going back today! I miss college life.
It hasn't been long since I got in but I really want to achieve my dream.
After finishing my business, I dried my hair, put on my clothes, then walked out the bathroom fully comfortably dressed for our ride back home.
When I walked out, I saw Keith's naked back, he was wearing an apron and nobody seemed to be around, so I approached him with my arms wrapped around.
He doesn't seem to be shocked. I peeked over his shoulder and saw him making breakfast. Keith lowered the fire and turned around.
"Good morning," He greeted me while lifting me into his arms.
"Morning, what are you making?" I asked eagerly, it smelled interesting...
"Your breakfast."
"Is that thing...edible?" It looked like mushy fish and a bunch of green stuff.
"It's for your hangover." He replied. I frowned and tried to take a closer look at it and even tried to smell it but Keith had pulled me away and sat me down on a stool.
"I'm fine right now."
"Right now you are but you won't later." His body began to turn back around and I slowly and quietly began to slip away, hopefully unnoticed by him.
"Where do you think you're going?" Arlen suddenly appeared out of nowhere and stopped me from my escape.
"Good morning Arlen," I answered, completely avoiding his questions.
"That smells delicious! Let's go have some breakfast." He pulled me away and back outside, where Keith was patiently waiting for me.
Keith has his face frowned, now he's pissed, pissed that I ran away and didn't want to eat.
"I'm sorry babe," I cling on to his arms and look at him begging for forgiveness. "I won't run again."
He let out a sigh before kissing my forehead. "You are a pain." He commented.
