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✼ N E V A E H ✼

It's been a month and two days since Atlas asked me to be his girlfriend. 

A month and two days of nonstop, uncontrollable, partially painful- fucking. We've done it  outside, inside, basically any place that could support two bodies. Raw, rapped, you name it. I'm surprised my limbs are still attached. I'm even more surprised that I have dislocated any certain part of my body. I guess I shouldn't be complaining about it, the only problem is I can't feel my body. 

And don't fucking start with the pregnancy shit. I'm on the pill, I have the shot and we've both been tested. Condoms are just merely another layer of rubber separating us.

Now he wants to take me on a date. I'm not sure if I should even call it that. Knowing him, he just wants to give me a reason to dress up so he can rip and wipe all of my hard work right off from me. I'm complaining now, but I assure you, I don't in the least bit mean it.

I of course said no because I can't let him know that I'm available all the time and I can say yes to him whenever I want. He has to know that I have a life and I'm not just sitting around fantasizing about him day and night because that'd be disgusting, clingy, and overbearing. I have to keep my mysterious facade.

Girl, you can't keep your mouth shut for shit. 

So the girls and I Spencer decided to go out for a "Girls Night Out." I wouldn't really it a girls night out for not so obvious reasons, but I guess that's for you to ponder on about later. I wonder how well this night will turn out.

"Does it curve?" Viola's blunt question caught me off guard and away from my reminiscing. I spared a glance at her from where she sat on my bed through the mirror I was sitting in front of. She was just sitting there, casually painting her nails, not at all fazed by the question she just asked. 

I stopped applying my mascara as soon as her question registered in my head. I couldn't even respond because Akira butted in, peaking her head out from the bathroom and said, "What kind of question is that? The real question is, what are the measurements? You know, like circumference, volume,  area, diameter, all that fun stuff."

I'm not sure whose question is worse. "Oh my gosh! You women have no decency whatsoever." I gasped, at the loss of words to say to them. 

"It was that big, huh?" Viola snickered, not at all regarding what I just said. 

Fuck my life. 

"Yeah can we not talk about my brother's sex life while I'm in the room please?" Rory piped in. Thank God someone in this room has some decency. 

"I second that!" I announced, raising my hand and turning to all of them. 

"Why would you do that? He's not your brother." Akira said to me sarcastically and I smiled at myself for being able to throw a pillow at her face before she hopped back in the bathroom. 

"I take it that you and Eddie are doing good then?" I queried with a smirk, turning back to continue my makeup. The response I got from her was a huge grin as she laid on the bed flat on her stomach, kicking her feet back and forth in the air. 

I swear the two of them are like teenagers who just fell in love again. 

I look to Viola through the mirror and she answers my question before I even get to it. "Don't bother asking me about my love life." She claims, dramatically flopping herself onto the bed, face down. "Fuck men, they aren't shit. I think I might be into women now." As soon as she says that we all just go back to what we were doing because she says that shit every fucking day and yet five seconds later she'll have some guys dick in her mouth.