Thing Called Us(COMPLETED)

part seventeen

Khaylan

I pleaded and pleaded her to stop but she wouldn't listen. Three of her fingers inserted me and I twirled and twirled.  She was to heavy causing me to give up on getting her off of me. She bit down on my neck making me to flinch. 

"Ow!" I cried.

She stroked and stroked. My vagina began to sting.

"Don't run from it!" She said with her lips to my ear.

Tears fell from my eyes and I just prayed.  I screamed and screamed but she wouldn't get off me. She covered my mouth with her hand but I just pushed my scream out louder. I felt my veins ready to pop out my head and throat.

Torian

The next morning I brushed my teeth and got up to clean my room. I smelled Khaylan's perfume on my sheets while I was making up my bed. She smelled like Lovespell from Victoria Secret. I inhaled her smell one more time before flopping my pillows. I noticed she left her earrings on my dresser. They were white diamond heart screwbacks.

I grabbed my phone from the dresser to call her but it was dead. I wondered to myself did she call me because last night she didn't.

Well I decided to go over her house a little later because it was to earlier right now. It was 9:15am according to my watch. I plugged my phone up to my charger and played video games for an hour before I got extra hungry. I went downstairs to fix myself breakfast. I fixed my favorite which was pancakes , eggs, bacon, and sausages. But the best part was having my fruit on the side. I loved all types of fruit.

Making breakfast I thought about Khaylan. I should make her plate and apologize again when I take 'er her earrings.

"Torian, your a genius !" I said to myself smiling flipping the perfectly circled pancake.

I made her plate and put it inside the microwave which was above the stove. I finished eating breakfast ,put the dishes in the dishwasher, and hopped in the shower.

I got out and found a sports bra and polo boxers to put on. I pulled my hair into a ponytail and looked out the window thinking about my outfit today. I knew fasho that I wanted to ride my motorcycle. So I threw on some regular denim jeans and a all black shirt. I put on my all black Chuck Taylors and a New Jersey Knicks Snapback on. I placed her earrings into my pocket so that I wouldnt forget . I opened my dresser drawer and pulled out my motorcycle keys. I grabbed my phone off the charger and turned it on. There were no calls from Khaylan at all. I shook my head and put my phone into my front pocket.  I went downstairs to get Khaylan plate I fixed for her. I removed it from the microwave and wrapped it in aluminum foil. I placed a plastic bag over it and headed towards the front door. Before actually leaving I grabbed my leather jacket and my ray bandz.

I made my way outside and to my garage and opened it with the button from my keys. 

I entered my garage and went straight to my motorcycle.  It was red ,black, and grey. I lifted my seat and sat her plate inside it. I grabbed my helmet from the handlebars and put it on. I lifted the tented reviser down and hopped on.  I started the motorcycle and pulled out the garage. I close the garage before jetting off into the streets.

Moments later I arrived at her house. There were no cars in her driveway so I wondered was she gone. I immediately took off my helmet and I called her cellphone.  I got no type of answer and I called twice.  Maybe she's still asleep, I thought to myself.  I pulled into her driveway slowly . I placed my helmet on the handlebars and grabbed her food.  I walked to her doorstep and checked myself before knocking.

I heard a weak scream from inside.  I put my ear up to the door and heard crying.  It was Khaylan's wining. I sat the food down and bust in the door.