One-Chapter Stories (SPICY)

Blurry Entity

1:30AM

It was the middle of the morning and Sasha found herself having a hard time going to sleep. She needed to finish a video animation for her school project.

She put on some headphones and played her Nightcore playlist, hoping she might fall asleep to the sound of music.

When she awoke the next day, she started to panic because it was already almost 4PM and she hadn't eaten a single thing. She really needs to stop oversleeping.

When she went downstairs, her parents weren't home. She checked their rooms earlier and they were nowhere to be seen.

Suddenly, the front door opens.

"Oh, you're awake!" Jeremy said, holding a bag of groceries in both hands. "Tita Jasmine and Tito Mark went out for the weekend. They said I should be the one taking care of you."

What?

"The whole weekend?!" she asked frustratingly. "So, they're gone gone for the entire weekend?"

"Isn't that what I just said?" He walks toward the kitchen to put away the stuff he bought. "Your food is in the microwave, you just have to heat it up."

"Thanks," she says after washing up.

The night that came by, they were both hanging out in Sasha's room just lying on the mini sofa and having a long conversation while eating ice cream.

At some point, Jeremy told her something offensive that made Sasha angry and got up from the couch to leave. Jeremy catches her wrist before she could make it any farther and pulls her back, this time, on his lap. He holds her close as her head was pressed against his chest.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that," he says as he caresses her hair and kisses the top of her head.

In this moment, she could feel and hear the beat of his heart. In this moment, she could feel the warmth of his body as he holds her like this. And in this moment, she didn't want to leave—she wanted to stay like this forever.

Sasha straddled his body and she looks deeply into his eyes. She notices the tiny scars left from childhood trauma. The way his eyes are sparkling when it hits the light.

She felt him getting harder beneath her, and she felt herself  melting when he places both of his hands on her hips to push her down and start rocking against him.

"Is this okay?" he asks, still staring at her.

She holds onto his shoulders, nodding eagerly as she bites her lower lip. "Yes," she answers.

Then he pulls her in for a kiss that knocked her breath away. Moaning against his lips as she continues to move her lower body in a rhythm they both found.

"I want to feel you, Sasha."

"Then feel me, Jer."

Suddenly, they heard her parents' car and she immediately panics.

"YOU SAID THEY WERE GONE THE WHOLE WEEKEND!" Sasha whispers loudly.

"Yes, I did! That's what they told me!" Jeremy replies, still holding her.

"I'm so fucked. I'm so fucked. I'm so fucked!" Sasha repeated over and over.

Jeremy reaches out to turn off the light and then he continues to kiss her again. "Then let's fuck."

Sasha was in way over her head; she wanted to get off of him and pretend to sleep on her bed, but at the same time she wanted to do this.

"Fuck it," she whispers before taking off her top and he immediately strikes in to kiss every square inch of her body.

She hears the front door open, and Jeremy was already leaving hickeys on her chest. She stood up and Jeremy pulled down her sleep shorts in a quick tug as he pulled down his shorts revealing his cock.

He moves her lacy underwear to the side as he slowly guides her entrance to his dick. Slowly pushing inside her, she started to moan. He caught her mouth and kissed it in a swift motion as he swallowed her moans while pushing inside her.

She heard footsteps come up the stairs when he was fully inside her, and her heartbeat accelerated into full speed.

Jeremy flipped them both so he could be on top of her as he started moving his hips going in and out of her.

Sasha tried lowering her moans, but he felt too good. Jeremy had to stuff his T-shirt in her mouth to prevent her from making any noise.

Her eyes rolled in the back of her head as Jeremy took over her pussy, pounding in and out of her.

"You fucking needed this, baby. Yes, you fucking do."

A conversation had started in her parents' room as Jeremy continued with his work. That conversation turned into an argument and they both stopped to listen.

Sasha sat up, Jeremy's dick still bulging deep inside her. She got on top of him and started kissing him everywhere as the argument in the other room escalated.

Jeremy reaches to stop her for a second, "Are you sure you want to continue this? I mean...what about your parents?"

"Fuck them both," she says. "Let's leave them to their business and continue with ours." And she started moving her hips again, grinding her bare pussy on his cock as she gave her body to him.

When they both finished, Jeremy cleaned her up and they both cuddled on the sofa as the heated screaming match continued in the other room.

Sasha offered for him to leave but he didn't want to risk her getting in trouble.

He also didn't want to leave her alone while her parents were screaming at each other, and she has to hear all of that.

"Sasha! I know you're awake, get in here!" she hears her mom suddenly shout when they both have fallen asleep.

"Are you sure you want to go?" Jeremy asked, worry covers his eyes as he holds her hands.

"What choice do I have?" she says, a sad smile falling on her lips. "It'll be just a moment."

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"IF YOU WANT TO FUCKING SPLIT UP, THEN DO IT ALREADY!" Sasha screams in tears. "I so sick and tired of having to hear the same threat and the same argument over and over again!"

Her mom starts to speak, "You just don't understand—"

"Oh my fucking God, I'M NOT FIVE YEARS OLD!" she shouted frustratingly at her mother. "I've been fucking pretending to hear nothing or see nothing for the past EIGHT FUCKING YEARS! If you're really fucking tired, then fucking split up already!"

In a quick motion, she was slapped across the face.

"How dare you speak to us like that. Do you not have any manners or dignity left in you?!"

Sasha laughs hysterically. "Manners? Dignity? YOU FUCKING TOOK IT ALL WITH ALL THIS BULLSHIT YOU KEEP THROWING AT ME! Do you really think I would learn to have manners FROM YOU?!

YOU START EVERY FUCKING ARGUMENT AND MAKE BASELESS THREATS JUST TO THINK YOU HAVE THE UPPER HAND. Here's a dose of reality for you, Mom. I AM FUCKING TIRED OF YOUR BULLSHIT!"

She goes to slap her again, but she caught her wrist. "You have no idea what I've been through, child."

"OH, AND YOU THINK YOU HAVE AN IDEA WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH FOR MY ENTIRE LIFE?! NO! BECAUSE YOU'RE CLUELESS AS SHIT ABOUT MY LIFE! You don't care to ask if I'm okay or how I'm doing, all you fucking care about and see are all my mistakes and all my wrongdoings! And if my achievements benefit you, you turn it into your fucking clout feed. I'm literally nothing to you but an accessory to clout.

Do you have any idea of the achievements I've been earning at school? All the things that I'm doing for my benefit? No. Because I don't want to tell you shit anymore! I don't fucking trust you anymore!"

Silence meets them, and then, "Go back to you room. Now."

She looks her directly in the eyes, and spats, "With fucking pleasure."

She got back to her room and Jeremy stood their, waiting. She locks the door and runs into his arms.

"It's okay, love. I'm here ."

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"JEREMY!" Sasha screams awake.

It's twelve in the afternoon, she's in her bed, and her video animation was done exportin.

When she looked around, there was no mini sofa. No trace that there was ever a second person in this room.

All she had was a pounding heartache and a lust for intimacy.

And then she remembers...

She didn't know anyone named Jeremy.

Then who gave her the love mark on her chest?

Who was that blurry entity?

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This was based off of my dream y'all, don't come at me😭