Chapter 8

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Was all he spoke as I pushed him inside, my lips connected with his as I began to pull his pajama pants down.

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I knew on instant that I regretted it. What was not to regret? Sleeping with my ex, as my supposing Boyfriend kept with his "ex."

I looked up at the ceiling, Happy purring on my Stomach as I lighted caressed his head. I smiled lightly at him and looked over, my eyes tracing over the messy pink hair.

I knew, oh I knew I shouldn't have, but I did anyways. I mean it's like Sting preferred my company anyways.

I lifted myself from the bed, standing up and tugging all my clothes on. My body ached and my legs shook but I just brushed it off. It's not like it really mattered.

I quietly tip toed to the door, opening it ajar and sneaking out. I shut the door behind me and set myself on a way.

I dragged my fingers through my tangled hair, trying to tame the mess for I didn't look like a bum.

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Days seemed to pass like this. Going over to Natsu's, have sex, I mean I need to get rid of the condoms some how, and take a long walk. Nothing has changed really. Except for one thing. Him.

I've been avoiding him, but there's that one part in my mind that always goes to him. To his beautiful smile, to his messy blonde hair. Beautiful crystal blue eyes that seemed to shine like the stars themselves.

I let out a sigh, taking a turn into an ally to try to calm myself. I leaned against the wall and bent down as I met the tears fall.

Sure, it's so easy to just cry, but being strong for long is complete extrusion. I sobbed, my eyes turning puffy and red, not like it mattered, no one else was here.

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Hours passed as my crying quieted. When I finally thought I'd have finished crying, a pain wretched to my head.

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