*Warning: Brief Sexualness towards the handicapped*
Danny was over at my house and we were watching a movie. I leaned over and pressed a kiss to her neck. She couldn't walk without her crutches, which were all the way on the other side of the room. My hand slid up her exposed thigh and she squirmed a little. "Emmy..I always top. Stop." She mumbled with a moan. "Relax.." I helped her lay down on our floor bed and I got up and locked the door.
When we finished, she was really tired and so adorably exhausted. "I might have to start letting you top." She mumbled into my chest. I pressed a kiss to her cheek and smiled. "Babe wake me up if you have to go to the bathroom." I mumbled to her. I fell asleep shortly and the dreams came back.
Blood On The Dance Floor's, "Damaged" was playing in the background. I had taken my brother's survival knife and slid it across my throat. I looked into another room and I was kicking the chair from which I stood on under the ceiling fan, a rope attached to my neck. I went in the bathroom and I was laying in a tub filled with blood, an empty bottle of pills thrown on the floor.
I woke up in a sweat and cautiously made my way to the hidden blades in my drawer. I pulled my shorts down a little and made three swipes across my hip. I let out a sigh of relief and put them back up, quickly pulling my shorts back up. I laid back down next to Danny and stared at the ceiling the rest of the night.
About two hours later, Danny looked straight at me and said, "Emmy I saw that. Flush the blade."
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Same Love (Lesbian)
RomanceHi Guys! So this story I wrote previously on Movellas, but decided to add it here. Emmy was just your average student. She was just starting out her 8th grade year. She had a hidden secret that no one knew about...
