Winter's POV
I suddenly sat up and looked at my clock. 3:25 a.m. Fuck. Another sex dream about David. It was the worst one yet. He cheated on his girlfriend he just got back. I would never do that to her. Even if I didn't exactly enjoy her. I even felt how he felt. Saw his point of view. Did he actually love me? Surely not. He loves Evangeline. Not me. I'm nothing but a bitch for even thinking about him like that. I won't tell anyone, as per usual. I laid back on the satin sheets and sighed. Will I be forever alone? I'm hung up on David. The way he makes me feel. He makes me feel like he leaves a trail of fire wherever he touches me. I can't help but be addicted to the way he makes me feel. That felt so real. If only. I fell into a deep sleep eventually.
David's POV
"WINTER!" I sat up. Evangeline woke up, giggling.
"Of course silly. It is winter." She smiled. I smiled and kissed her, rolling over to go back to sleep. I wasn't talking about the season. I was talking about Evangeline's sister. Aka my old fuck buddy. I had a dream about her. She was dying... And I couldn't do anything. I just couldn't. It tore me to shreds because Evangeline was the one killing her. I know she wouldn't ever do that in reality, but it felt so real.
Winter's POV
I woke up at around 8:30 a.m. I walked to the bathroom and showered, walking out completely naked. It's my apartment, I can do as I please. I walked to my bedroom when I saw Tyler, that mother fucker, sitting on my bed.
"What in the actual fuck are you doing here?!" I screamed, covering my front as much as possible.
"I just wanted to see how you were doing. That's all." He smirked. I walked to my closet and got a towel.
"Get the hell out of my house before I kick your ass." I warned. He stood and smirked.
"I'll be back, Winter. David doesn't want you... Accept it." He said.
"I fucking have." I snarled.
"Okay, okay. Calm your tits." He said, walking away and out of my apartment.
"Dick." I mumbled, walking back and and changing.
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A Gang Leader Wants Me?
Romance"I'm not Tyler's! I'm not anyone's!" I screamed. Tyler can go fuck himself. He's a mean, cruel Gang Leader. And I'm not a possession. "Well," David walked behind me and wrapped his arms around my waist. "What if I want you to be mine?" He whispered...
