Y/n has a crazy addiction that some people find outrageous but others find hot. Her therapist tries to help her off her addiction but she met a guy who takes her whole candle toxic play to a whole another level. Will Siying be able to save you? Or W...
After Siying left, I felt a chill run down my spine as I sensed a presence behind me.
Slowly, I turned around to see Gauge standing there with a smug grin on his face.
G-Aw,...Did I get you in trouble, baby?
He taunted, his eyes gleaming with mischief.
G-Are you mad?
He tilted his head, mocking me, Siying was right, I needed to get over this.
And I know, Gauge is gonna do nothing but enable me. So what am I supposed to do when one, is trying to help, and the other is making everything worse.
G- You gonna stop with this whole ₩ax ₭¡n₭ of yours?
I huffed, trying to push past him, but he blocked my path.
Y-So what if I do?!
I glared, yelling, feeling a surge of defiance.
Gauge's expression darkened. He was now fuming as I was getting in his face now.
Y-What If I wanna give all this away, to someone who deserves it, to someone who will actually do the job right. To get the money from it and live my life getting better- finding better- to be with someone who won't enable me. To actually be the version of me I want.
He grunts as he grabbed my face, f0r¢¡ng me to meet his gaze.
G-It's not gonna work, sweetheart. You can try to feed that $h¡t to your damn therapist, try to get rid of me all you want, but I won't let you go so easily. I won't let you run away from the wax. From the one thing you truly enjoy. From the things who truly make you happy.
His grip tightened, and I winced, my heart racing.
G-I'm the only one who accepts you for who you are. Im not trying to change you, baby. You can try to change, but deep down, you know you'll always come back to it. To me.
He spat, seething. His eye, darkened and I can't tell if its from anger, or 1u$t.
He leaned in, his breath hot against my skin.
G-Now get to the ƒ⋃€₭¡n₲ back, and let's continue where we left off- and you better ƒ⋃€₭¡n₲ hope as much, I let you get 0ƒ⨘, from spouting all this bu11$h¡t from this pretty little $1utt¥ m0⋃₮h.
I felt a mix of fear and resignation wash over me.
Gauge had a way of getting under my skin, of making me feel like I couldn't escape his hold.
As much as I wanted to resist, a part of me craved the twisted intimacy we shared.
Reluctantly, I turned and made my way to the back, Gauge's presence looming behind me.
I knew I had to find a way to break free from this cycle, but in the moment, all I could think about was the burn of the wax and the thrill of his t0u¢h.
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