He held me in his arms as we laid together on the couch. The last time he cried was for another reason. And it still burns my heart and leaves goose bumps on me till this day. . . .
I was home alone for a month. My dad had let my best friend Gabe stay over. Even if I was 16 and he was 18, we were childhood friends. And he has done nothing to hurt me, until this night.
He walked into the house, slamming his body into everything as he stumbled around the house. Clutching a bottle of whisky in his hands. He then walked up to me. Swinging his arms around my neck drunkenly, putting his full body weight upon me. I squeal when i feel him pressed against me. And chock when i smell is whisky stained breath.
"G-get off me!!" I screamed. But he wouldn't listen. He started to kiss my neck. Licking it up and down. So i kicked him in the knee, making him crash down on me. He soon pinned me down, my face pressed against the ground.
"Kanri wake up."
He felt up m-my doll like body. . .
"Kanri"
L-leaving bruises and bite marks. . .
"Kanri!!"
"H-huh what?!" my eyes flash open. I looked around and saw Gabe clinging to me for dear life.
"What happened? You kept saying 'please stop, no more'. It was scaring me" he said.
"O-oh i-it was nothing Gade sweetie." I said, kissing his forehead. He gives me a cheeky smile before stealing a kiss.
"You know what day it is"
"Oh lord, please no"
"please yes, its music time!"
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It's Difficult To Be Gabe
RomanceIts basically a romcom. So if you hate romcom's, don't read this shit. Don't do it man. I'm not putting this on mature. Sure some jokes are sexual but i don't plan anything more than a few jokes. Nothing graphic. Unless that shit is wanted than budd...
