you could be the one

this is it

Tw: suicide / drinking

Sitting on the edge of this building made me realise, I lost my only family. Everything was hitting me and I felt the strong winds hit my face, maybe this is it. My time. I'm now standing on the edge looking out onto the beach in the distance and how the stars all create such a perfect picture. I cry. Fast and hard. This is it I say again and again. The dizziness spins the building round and round. Maybe life is jsut a game

Taking deep breathes I get ready to take the leap. "STOP" that's leahs voice except it wasent cold and serious this time. It was breaking down and cracking. I close my eyes knowing I can't be saved. "I'm sorry olivia I am here for you , you asked me why I didn't like you and I figured out why, your the one. There's only been Jordan and the one. I never knew I'd find the one. Then I saw you. I knew I had to stay away because I'd ruin you and I think you would ruin me." she's crying and on her knees still in the same wet white t-shirt shivering. I step back and sit next to her. Without realising what I was actually doing I let her taste the alchol of my lips.

At first she stops and looks at me, I don't break eye contact, her eyes send my stomach doing turns. Then I see the hunger in her eyes. Our lips clash and not long after our tongues do, I start to explore her body not breaking our lips from each other. My hands travel down her neck and gently lift her t-shirt of, then my lips follow, planting kisses down her neck and stopping at the black bra that I ripped of. My lips start to find their way to her nipples as she let's out small moans, I carry on knowing how to please her jsut by touching her breasts.

I travel down even further sliding her shorts down and revealing her thong, hungrily I rip it of exposing her to me. This is it. I am giving all of me to her and she's giving all of her to me. I start to slide my tongue over her clit making her moan more, already soaking wet I go ahead and slip my fingers in and her moans become loud and clear. My name. She's moaning my name. We go back and forth until she's sliding her body ontop of mine, our moans being the only thing making a noise in this town.