Smoke rolled off her pink lips, spiraling into the air as she sat back and watched the sleeping man in her bed. Tattoos marking his muscled biceps. His brown hair sweeping over his eyelids and lips parted on the pillow as soft snores escaped.
A bald eagle holding a flag with his beak and talons wrapped around his right bicep, and the other was a sailor jerry designed tattoo of a girl with blonde pinup curls wearing a bathing suit with an anchor placed on her top.
None of it mattered to Jude, she just wanted a good fuck then to leave behind the memories of the night to find someone else new to sleep around with. Deep down what she really wanted was to be loved.
"Morning." A deep and raspy voice called out. Jude nodded in acknowledgment of the naked man. Her tried dark eyes traveling down his built body, enjoying the site while it was to last. "Like what you see?"
Jude bite down on her thumbnail before putting out the burning cigarette. Slowly she made her way over to the sun kissed man, her dull brown eyes staring into his bright blue ones. She felt as if you could see the oceans within his, a place she's always wanted to go before her time on earth was up.
"What are you even doing?" She asked, her exposed thighs touching against the messy white comforter. She wanted to know why a guy like him would do such things with a girl like herself, he was a sailor and she, a sex addict. He had a future in society and didn't even come close.
"What do you mean?"He said with confusion leaking through his words. "I'm hear with you." That sent Jude over the edge.
"I think you should leave now." She rushed out, calorimeter his uniform within seconds. "Look, you seem like a nice kid but you shouldn't be doing this...With someone like me."
"Rita, I thought we were just having fun?" He questioned while grabbing for his underwear.
"Jude." She whispered, a heavy feeling falling on her chest.
"What?"
"My name is Jude,not Rita." She felt tears treating to fall at the slightest sob that was soon to escape her lips. "Just go please."
"Sorry about calling you-" He tried to apologize but only to have Jude snap at him, making her feel even more like shit.
"Go! Get out now!!" She yelled, stoming her foot down on the dark hard wood floors while throwing his clothing at his shocked looking face.
Within minutes the stranger from the night before had gathered all his clothing and made a run for the door, not questioning the crying girl.
Jude leaded against the plain white wall of her run down apartment before sliding down slowly only to bring her knees up to her bare chest, snaking her arms around herself and began to cry.
Crying harder than ever before. She cried a lot once she was alone. Which was a lot. She was always alone. She hated it, she just wanted someone. Someone to make her happy. But no one wanted a sex addicted whore. No one.
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this is my first time ever writing a story, so writing a fanfic is pretty challenging at the moment, but hopefully i get the hang of it. :)
sorry for any spelling mistakes or any mistakes of any sort, just wanted to upload this. cx
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