rankings ! ;; # 71 in 18andup
#109 in ptsd
#257 in reality
#688 in badgirl
He is leaning against the rail and he looks upset. He says "I don't know you, but we've both had roug...
I put on my pale yellow bathing suit and looked in the mirror. I looked decent, but I put on the hotel robe so that I don't draw attention to my waist. I grabbed my laptop like he said and knocked on his door. He came out in swim trunks. Oh. God. His defined abs popped. His collar bones stuck out like a ray of sun in a rainstorm. His black swim shorts were dangerously low as he stood in the doorway, which his head was close to. He looks me up and down, smirking. I slap him playfully and he surrenders by throwing his hands up. We both laugh, walking down to the elevator. We ride down and stop at the pool. He walks in and sits. I sit by him and he types "apartments near outskirts of San Francisco." We found a small, two bedroom apartment that we liked, and we made an appointment with the realtor for two days from now. They said we could move in immediately, as long as we had a down payment, which was 6,000 dollars upfront. I had that and 3,000 left over. It could be comfortable, I'd buy the furniture and Scott would get the grocery's. It could work! We high-fived and went for a dip. After a few hours, we went back upstairs for bed. It was about 10:30 pm. I locked the door and slipped into my fathers button down shirt and I looked at our apartment some more. I looked for jobs around there and when I found a diner, I heard frantic knocking. I opened the door and Scott ran into my arms, stumbling and yelling "He's hurting her! Sh-she's bleeding! Please help her! Help me!" Scott must have PTSD or something... it's so sad to listen to him upset. I can't get him out of this trance, so I guide him to the chair. I remember my dads old pack of cigars I brought. I lit one and gave it to Scott. He calmed down. "Sorry, Rachel.. I-I don't know what happened!" I shush him and tell him about the diner and their jobs. He listens. He eventually says "Great plan!" It was like nothing happened. I'll go along with this act. I smile, proudly. He says "I'm going back to my room. Talk to you tomorrow, Rae."
--------------------------- Quick Note ; This is my first story, I hope it's not cliche or something, but so far I like it.
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