Isa's POV: I walk to "my room" and immediately feel a cold sensation.
It seemed as if a window Had been opened.
I rub my collarbone and quickly run my fingers trying to massage my back arm I felt pain on it every-time I put pressure on it.
I walk to the bed and pull the sheets over tugging myself in Turning the lamp off.
My eye lids slowly become heavy and I slowly drift to sleep.
I quickly wake up and feel the bed sink in, and a pair of strong arms on my waist.
I am a really light sleeper so I immediately panic and turn around.
"It's just me" I hear Ethan's soft voice on my ear.
"you scared the shit out of me"I say slowly pushing him.
"I'm sorry" he says.
I turn again to him and face him.
"Did anyone see you?" I ask.
"No I made sure" Ethan says with his hand on his head.
"How do you feel?" he asks.
"tired" I say sitting up on the bed.
"Or sore?" Ethan says smiling.
"Hmm that too" I say rubbing my eyes.
"Do you really?" Ethan asks.
"Yes" I say laughing.
I rub my collarbone and roll my head side to side.
"What's wrong?" Ethan asks.
"I don't know my collarbone and back hurt"I say.
Ethan leans closer to me and places his finger on my collarbone running his finger thru it,and smiles.
I move my head to the side.
"Your hickies are so visible" he says laughing.
"you practically tattooed my whole body every inch with your lips" I say.
"I can do it again" Ethan says sliding his hand under my shirt his fingertips are cold against my body making me shiver.
"You're afraid of me?" he asks.
"No your touch is cold" I say.
"They'll get warm" he says kissing my collarbone leaving wet kisses he moves his lips to my shoulder.
I run my fingers thru his hair and he moves his lips closer my my shoulders to my neck.
"Again" I whisper.
"Yes" Ethan whispers in my ear his warm breath reaches my neck.
I lay back on the bed and Ethan crawls up on the bed on top of me.
I place my hands on his waist while he kisses me.
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The Last Rose Petal D.T [COMPLETED] [BEING EDITED]
Fanfiction#65 highest rank in creepy #79 in plot twist #27 in passionate Plus more "I choose you out of all the pretty roses in my garden" he whispered in her ear and,I saw the fear in her eyes screaming for help. Secrets that are left unsaid,never spoken a...