Music played in the background.
I closed my eyes and concentrated.
My hips rocking to the Latin beat of the song.
My body vibing to the lyrics.
His hands on my hips guiding me.
I didn't need guidance.
His lips feathering kisses on my neck.
Me giving in to the feeling.
Despues de la noche me encantar
Cuidar de mi corazon
Can you love me after dark?
Me encantar Esta noche
Baby we can skip the Foreplay.
Yo soy tuya
Have it your way
Baby you're my one and only oh
Never gonna leave you lonely oh
Usted nunca estará solo
Lo prometo siempre darle amor
Protegerle su corazón
Le prometo darle amor
Protegerlo mi corazón
The alcohol running my system made everything darker.
Smoother.
Lively.
Our bodies became one dancing in a fluid motion.
I think I was alive.
🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹
"Son of a bitch," screamed Mason.
Frankie had just shot him in the ass with an arrow.
Frankie was in tears laughing.
Delhia walked by and just shook her head.
"Told you he was the devil," I said to a Mason who was trying to get an arrow out his left ass cheek.
"Diablo," smiled the demonic thirteen year old Frankie.
"Future Joker. I'm telling you," I spoke going to help Mason.
"This will hurt you more than it hurts me," i said.
"Wha-GODDAMN SGSHDKENEJ," he screamed crumbling to the floor after I yank the arrow out his ass.
He withered in pain.
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Bittersweet Tragedy
RomanceThis is one dark twist story. I can tell you know it won't be a happy ending. "Old gum is all you'll ever be to me. I'll spit you out and brush my teeth" "Your Bittersweet shit is a Tragedy" ««««««« R A V E N »»»»»»»»» Cover by: @amisha_a
