Memories Last Forever

"It's over." It was the last time I heard his voice, the last time I seen his perfectly placed brown hair, the last time I seen his light brown eyes, the last time I seen the love of my life. Justin.

It's been a month since I last seen him. But our memories were perfectly sketched in my head. I needed to go out with my friends to get my mind off things and thinking about Justin wasn't helping at all. I heard my phone buzz and I picked it up reading the screen as I threw myself onto my bed.

-Chrissy-
Hey girlllll ready to party?!(:

-Me-
Of course when am I not?

-Chrissy-
Be there in 5. Be ready.

I smiled at the text and picked out my outfit, a loose black top that shows the lower half of my belly with my feather belly ring. I pulled my denim high waisted shorts on and grabbed my pink vans. I walked in the bathroom examining my outfit in approval. "Mom! I'm leaving I love you!" I slammed the door as I walked out and jogged to Chrissy's car. "Oh my god! Skylar you look so hot you're totally gonna get laid." I gave Chrissy a funny face, "thank ya same goes for you but I think I'll pass on the last part."

"Pour me another!" I slurred as I pounded my fists on the table. I looked around taking everything in and chugged another shot of vodka. I was going to be so hungover tomorrow morning but it didn't matter, nothing mattered because I'm drunk and I was here to party. "Sky! Come to this room with me everyone's getting stoned as fuck you need to get your mind off things!" I could barley hear Chrissy yelling over the pounding music but I followed her. "This is Skylar!" Chrissy yelled over the music. Everyone stared at me as the bong was passed to me. I grabbed the lighter and lit it myself inhaling as much as I could. I started laughing historically feeling care free while laying my head on a tall friendly mans lap.

He started leading me down a hallway to a bedroom I could barley keep my eyes open yet walk by myself. He pushed me against the wall and whispered, "I will fuck you so rough baby." I nodded in approval undoing his pants and guiding his hands up my shirt feeling every inch of my breasts. He kissed down my neck finding my sweet spot I moaned softly, I could feel him smile in pleasure as he threw me down on the bed. I couldn't help but stare at his perfect abs, tattoos, and spiked up hair. I knew this wasn't right but I had to, I had to move on, get over it, stop crying about the break up... Just like Justin did. He hovered on top of me while I looked down nervously. His cock was huge. Bigger then I could handle, I knew he saw the fear in my eyes and whispered, "it's okay princess, I'll go slow at first." Princess. It's what Justin called me, but he was gone forever, he moved on with his life unlike me. But tonight was the night I moved on. I knew it. At that very moment I felt the tip of his cock slide into me causing me to moan in pleasure eager to have more. But he teased me, just pushing enough of his cock in to make me beg. He smiled, I hated him. He knew what he was doing to me. Finally he thrusted with all his strength and I couldn't help but scream in pleasure after hours of thrusting and screaming and begging I reached my climax and he did to. I moved on.

I woke up to a pounding head ache. "Fuck, why did I agree to go to that party?" I cursed to myself while getting up only to be stopped by a hand wrapped around my waist. "Oh God no, I didn't!" I screamed loudly waking up the man next to me, he fluttered his eyes open in confusion. I got up and slid into my sweats and pulled a sweater over my head. Without looking at the man I rudely snapped, "Look, I don't know what happened last night and I don't really care but you better be out of my house by 10." I was just about to turn the door handle to leave when I heard a familiar voice. "Skylar?" My heart stopped I knew that voice. I knew it well I whipped around to see my ex boyfriend laying naked in my bed. It was Justin.