Slow Dancing in a Burning Room | Toby McDonough of Before You Exit fanfic

II

That night before I settled down to go to bed, my phone beeped. It was a text message from Toby.

Toby: Hey ;)

I rolled my eyes, of course he was back to how he was before the kiss. He just played me, I assumed. I was stupid for falling into his trap, but then again I was even more stupid for falling for him in general! Usual me not wanting to be rude, I replied.

Me: Hi

Toby: What's up?

Me: Nothing really, I was just about to go to bed. You?

Knowing him, it was a very stupid thing to say. He would either reply with something the usual teenage pervert would say, or he would say something disgusting about me. After today, I wasn't so thrilled about every word he said aimed at me.

Toby: You've been driving me crazy I can't stop thinking about you ;)

Me: Alright just because I let you kiss me doesn't mean you can get away with the winky faces and shit

Toby: You're right. I'm starving

Me: Then go get something to eat, does it look like I can fix that?

Toby: Eh, you're right. It would be rude to go down on you after we only just kissed today ;)

Me: 1. Stop it with the winky faces 2. If you think I'm gonna just sit here and go along with your little sexting game you're crazy.

Toby: I'm only crazy about you

Me: You won't give up will you?

Toby: I kinda like it when you're a bitch, it's turning me on

Me: Okay then stop texting me and go jerk off somewhere. I can't help you with your masturbation issues.

Toby: Babe, quit the act.

Me: What act?

Toby: You want me, you even said it earlier

Me: I did? Care to elaborate on that?

Toby: 'I wanna rip your shirt off and lock you in my room and do certain things to you'

"Dammit."I mumbled

Me: That doesn't mean anything

Toby: Nice to meet you Liar. My names Toby Mconough, but you'll get the D later ;) Night sweetheart

Me: Yeah right. Night pig.

I plugged my phone into its charger and set it down on the nightstand. Pulling a pillow from my side over my face, I held it down and screamed into it.

Yes, I wouldn't mind letting him do some of the things he probably wants to do with me, but I couldn't stand how he proudly expresses them outside of his mind. I'd rather him keep those thoughts locked up to where I didn't know of them. I understood that I wasn't going to allow myself to get taken advantage of by him, but then again I couldn't resist the urge to just let myself free one day and let him do whatever he wanted.

I was never going to let myself live with the fact that I indeed did want to have sex with Toby, but I had to deal with it because I can count on more than one hand how many kids at my sisters school think about it way more than Toby probably does. Sex is just one of those things.