My legs are wide open. I pull his arms onto my thighs. His hands reach for my no longer protected breasts as my bra slips down. Our bodies entwine as we become one. He starts to lick.
"Stop you dirty fucking whore". I shouted.
"What kind of anti-depressant shit is that. I spend one fucking night with you and I'me depressed!"
"Dirty bastard, fuck off twat bag."
I walk over to my bathroom and empty out all my medications into my drink bottle and guzzle it down. Nathan puts his shirt on and does the same with his boxers. He climbs through my window and down the ladder.
What a twat. Nathan is some kind of purvert. I ask for just one bloody night of sex and he takes it too far. It's at such a point at where it feels like some kind of expected rape. Nathan Legg, that's his name. We've been fringe for a baby but it never happens because all Nathan wants to do is play around. Nathan and I have been 'engaged' for eight months. That's right. 22 years old and cant get married. At this point being a gypsy sounds so much quicker.
'Ring ring'. It's my main girl Cait.
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A beautiful nightmare
Teen FictionA girl tries to have a baby but her child dies in the womb. She tries to find a way to channel her depression.NIT LIKE OTHER TEEN STORIES. DONT EXPECT FIFTY SHADES OF GREY
