Inescapable

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Kate

Having fell asleep moments after Phil left I had actually gotten a decent nights sleep. When I actually woke up though it was almost odd to be sleeping alone. The overwhelmingly quietness of my townhome made me feel more alone than I had felt in a very long time and somewhere in my mind I expected him to be laying beside me.

Needing the company I reach to my bedside table for my phone, select my relaxing playlist of music, and lay back down.

I decide to undress in bed, too lazy to stand and within seconds I am naked in the dark.

Closing my eyes I could almost envision the cold elevator floors against my back instead of the soft comforter I was presently feeling.

The pleasure I had felt in that elevator was inescapable and now utterly unobtainable. In that space I feared for my life, had sex with a stranger and was so tired my mind could barely concentrate, yet still now I ached to do it all over again.

I couldn't live the life of planned expierences anymore, I need spontaneity; I need Phil.

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