I wake up to darkness. It is most likely midnight, seeing as I wake up around this time every day. Sitting up the wind attacks my nipples hardening them instantly.
I'm naked? Looking down, I see that I am. I feel sore and I feel all sticky. What the FUCK!!
The room is empty but my window is wide open. I never leave the window open... Throwing on a random shirt, that I can see instantly isn't mine. I go and slam it shut. Whoever was in here is gone now. I'm not bruised meaning whatever happened was consensual. I haven't been this sore since my first time, but this time it's a good ache.
One I hope to feel again.
Wesley
I woke up to the slam of a car door.
I slipped out of Skyla's bed and pulled my pants on as quietly as possible. I couldn't find my shirt so I shoved my shoes on and slipped out her window. I looked back to see her roll around in the bed, her arm reaching out for something.
Or someone...
Was it wrong to leave her?
Yes, but It was for the best. It would be better if she would just forget the whole thing, I don't like being held back. I'm a man, I don't need some girl to show up and try to change me. I need to take care of my family, I don't have time for this. I don't have time for her.
But no matter how much I tried to push thoughts of her away, my mind kept wandering to the vision of her arm reaching out to me. Begging me to stay
Skyla
"You seem off."
That is the first thing I hear when my mom walks into my room. I mean DAMN doesn't she have a life.
"I'm fine, just tired." I say stretching out on my bed, trying to feel comfortable. My bed feels so empty now. Almost as if I need someone here with me. Which I don't. I'm good o my own.
I am a single girl and I don't need some man-boy holding me back. I need to focus on school and training. I don't have time for this, I don't have time for romance.
But no matter how much I tried to push thoughts of that white picket fence and a lifetime of love away from me. My mind kept wondering into a dreamlike state in which my mystery man comes back, and he comes back to stay.
Short chapter I know, but I had to upload something
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Random"What did I tell you?" Wesley whispered. His fists were clenched. "I don't know," I whispered back. Of course I actually knew, I just didn't want to give him that satisfaction. "Yes you do!" He yelled at me. "Tell me what I said!" My back hit the wa...
