"Nah, I'm good," I said, quickly grabbing my hair dye. Finally, my normie hair color was going to be changed. "Nix...what is wrong?" I asked, changing my top so I was wearing my old black tank top.
"Nothing, Skye...," he told me flatly.
“Nix, please! I can tell there's something extremely wrong with you."
"And I don't want to talk about it!" he shot, throwing a plate of pizza rolls into the microwave.
I bit my lip before I said anything else and mixed the bleach together. Lucky for me, my dad bought me the nice gloves that actually fit my hands. "Why are you trying to hide from me?" I questioned a few moments later.
"Skye, please...," he begged and the hurt on his face started to rip at my heart.
"No, Nix, tell me! It's fucking killing me to see the pain in your eyes and I can't do a goddamn thing about it!" I shouted.
"Don't know what to tell you then," he said flatly.
"Pheonix!" I shouted, trying to hide the fact that I wanted to kick him out at that point.
"Skye, I'm begging you, drop this!"
"Fine, whatever you fucking want," I said angrily and got my hair completely off my skin since I had the bleach combed through. I wasn't paying attention as I took off the gloves and bleach hit the thin material of the sleeve top. I set the timer and cleaned the bleach from the shirt.
"You know, if you wanted to bleach clothes, you could have just asked." I shivered when he wrapped his arms around me, his accent thick.
"And you know I'm still mad at you," I said with a pout as I turned to face him. God, I really hated when I couldn't stay mad at him.
"Hmm... yes, but that top can say differently." I squirmed a little when he rubbed against me, letting me know just how hot the tank was.
"Pheonix!" I shrieked.
"What?"
“You know...," I was cut off by his kiss, making me wrap my arms around his neck.
"Mmm...if you want me to take care of your clothes...I should probably umm...get gloves for the bleach," I said breathlessly.
He handed me the gloves and bleach. Once I had enough bleach on the gloves, I ran my finger nails down his back and grabbed his ass, making sure the hand prints were permanent. "Skye...," he moaned.
"Yes, my love?" I whispered in his ear.
"You are truly evil."
"I know." I kissed his neck before letting him go to change so the outfit could dry. God.... what I wouldn't do to guarantee a full night alone with him. The thought that popped into my head couldn't have been stopped.
We were lying in bed, making out and completely lost in each other, his hand slid under my shirt and my hands found the buttons on his. Within minutes, he was laying on top of me, teasing me with his thick, long cock. "Nix," I moaned softly.
'Skye....Skye....Skye...'
I jumped slightly when I realized Nix was actually talking to me. "Y-yeah...sorry, what?"
"I asked if the vanilla coke was okay to take?" He asked with a laugh.
"Cans are." I said with a kiss. I looked at my phone to see that I had less than two minutes left.
Three long hours later, my hair was finally done. It looked like a peacock feather, and though that wasn't intentional, it looked awesome. "Don't be mad." I whispered, pulling my hair to one side.
"Why would I be mad?" He asked as I cut my hair perfectly. "Skye!" He said, shocked. My hair had just gone from the middle of my back to my shoulders. I slightly noticed that he was dressed again.
"Skye Rae Cerulli!" My dad called from the front door. Before I had a chance to say anything my dad added, "I think it's time for you to go home."
"Yes, sir." Pheonix said quickly and I walked outside with him.
"Just remember, if you need me, I'm only a text or call away." I whispered.
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Angel in My Eyes (MIW fanfic)
FanfictionSkye was a normal teenage girl to everyone around her. Her parents were still together after seventeen years and had four very protective uncles. Though she's known as a good girl to her uncles and father, she's a problem child for school officials...