Messy - Abby Anderson x Fem Reader

Chapter 14 - Sometimes I don't mean it when I think "fuck you".

Almost two hours later, I lie breathlessly beside her, my arm draped over my eyes as my chest rises and falls with each deep breath I try to take. My undergarments are scattered somewhere in the room but I can only focus on Abby's skin clinging to mine, her arm under my neck and her legs tangled with mine.

She doesn't say anything though, also catching her breath, and neither do I. Does this mean we're okay now...?

A deep exhale slips past her lips, tickling my shoulder as she turns on her side to face me. Having her closer than before makes me turn my head to look at her. I want to see her expression. I want to know what she's thinking.

She's already looking at me, and her eyes are softer, more glazed, and they carry a hint of vulnerability in them. My own heart melts at the sight and I turn my body too, resting my forehead against hers.

Our chests touch but it's comforting. The hatred that we expressed earlier doesn't linger as strongly anymore, but I can't forgive her if I don't hear a proper apology. Maybe this was her way of apologising? Even so, I'll need her to clear it up before I confirm we're on good terms again.

"You and Owen didn't fuck much, hmm?" I murmur, my breath hot on her lips as I maintain eye contact with her. She wasn't the most experienced and it was a little obvious, but I just want to tease her for it. To lighten the mood. To soften things between us.

She simply sighs deeply, mumbling back, "You're my first in a while. I wanted you to be."

My hands trail up to play with her hair that's fallen over her freckled shoulder. "If you say more things like that, we'll argue again."

"Maybe I like the hate sex that follows, if we can make it a thing?" she murmurs, sighing deeply as she nestles her cheek against mine. "Please?"

I don't want to answer her question so I simply look at her hair as I twist the strands between my calloused fingers of my left hand. "You've got split ends. I'll cut your hair for you sometime if you'll let me," I offer quietly instead.

"As long as I'm being touched," she says quietly, so quietly that I almost don't hear it. I slowly sit up and rest my head on my palm as I prop myself up on my elbow. My eyes meet hers and she pauses, pulling away too.

I can't tell if her need for touch is because of grief, or simple lack of affection she's gotten for the past however many years. If touch is all she wants then...

Is that why she slept with me?

To comfort herself?

To satisfy her own needs?

My expression hardens out of instinct and I sit up fully, exhaling deeply as I swing my legs over the bed, not even caring for how indecent I am. "Fucking hell, Abby."

"What?" she quickly says, her voice hoarse but firm as she sits up quickly too, watching me with slightly wider eyes.

I pick up my pair of panties from the floor, pulling them on as I stand. Then, I start to look for my other clothes, heading across the room, my gaze on the floor.

"Y/N, what?" she repeats, a little sterner but a hint of worry in her tone. I hear the sound of ruffling from the couch behind me but I simply pick up my bra and hook my arms through the straps before attempting to clip it at the back blindly.

A pair of warm hands help clip my bra for me, and I sigh deeply, turning around to face her. I try not to look at her breasts. Fuck. "Did you seriously only have sex with me because you needed to be touched? It makes fucking sense since you haven't got anybody, have you?"

Her expression falters as she stares back at me, but then she turns away from me and gathers her own clothes. I mutter a swear under my breath to myself as I resume getting dressed too.

With her giving me the silent treatment, we hastily - and awkwardly - make our way back to Selfella.

I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT😭🙏🫶
i have a new job for this summer 😍 and i'm just sorting that out, as well as some other stuff in my life.

bro does anybody have any advice for the physical effects of anxiety like stomach ache, dizziness, faintness? i DEADASS am considering ashwagandha 😔

ALSO, THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT ON THIS STORY. I WILL BE CONTINUING TO UPDATE 🫶🫶

( this chapter isn't proof read and it is short, but i wanted to get something out )