life's a game prt 2

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Alijah's POV

He had me cornered...Held me close and told me of his feelings, that he loved me and never wanted to let me go.

"Brayden, you know I feel the same way"

"I know" We were laying on my bed and he had his arms wrapped around me, he kissed me intensely. I kissed him back and he smiled against my lips, he ran his hand down my arm and onto my hip, he let his hand sit there for a moment before he lifted my shirt up slightly and ran his hand up under my shirt. I kissed him and pushed myself against him and he removed my shirt, after a few more seconds I removed his shirt.

"Alijah...I...Love...You" He said, slightly puffed out, that made me giggle slightly. He kissed me again and flipped me under him, he ran his hand down to my pants and slightly under them, he pulled my pants lower and ran his hand along where the hem of my pants should have been. I let out a slight moan when his hand rubbed over my pants. He chuckled softly and placed his hand down my pants and stroked slowly. I tilted my head back and moaned slightly louder. He proceeded to stroke and after a few seconds it had started to get to me. I pressed my lips together and moaned again and he lowered his head to kiss my neck, I clenched onto his shoulder as his other hand found its way behind my head, he stroked slowly and I raised my hips with pleasure, he pulled us up to a sitting position and it took me a moment to recover, but even when I did, I was still breathing slightly heavily.

"Not so fast" He said jumping off me and pulling me up with him. He knelt me in front of him and reached into his pocket and pulled out his pocket knife.

"Brayden please don't" I'd begged multiple times. He knelt with me and kissed my wrist and placed the knife to it, than he dragged it across, I enjoyed how it felt as my skin parted and screamed in agony at how deep it was, blood began to run down my arm and he placed the knife in my other hand and told me to do it myself. I placed the knife to my wrist and cut again, then cut again, I kept it to the place where the first one was and smiled as a tear fell and it bled badly.

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