Burning Pages (Lil Xan Fan Fiction)

Our Spot

I took my shoes off and threw them in the closet and tried to race over to the door and attempted at looking tired and groggy. When I opened the door my mother stood their with a smug look on her face.

"What did I tell you about closed doors?" She crossed her arms.

"You told me not to." I sighed as I look down at the ground like a sad child.

"Go to bed." She demanded as she trailed down the hallway and peered into Diego's room. I sighed and walked over to my bed. I didn't care about changing clothes or going to take a shower. I was tired. I peered over the side of my bed and eyed the beanie that laid on the floor and smiled. Tonight had been interesting.....

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The next morning I woke up with a slight aching in my body. When I tried to stand up my legs began to fail on me and I tumbled to the ground.

"Freak." I groaned, "Never again."

I pulled myself up and headed over to the bathroom, limping in a way. I eyed myself in the mirror as I pulled my hair out of the ponytail and looked at my neck.

"No, no, no." I mumbled as I eyed the hickey that was placed right on my collarbone.

I fumbled through the the drawers to find my mother's make-up. At this point I was really hating that I was that teen who thought natural was better because her shade was way off. I guess my mom was too tired to notice it last night.

"Okay so don't panic." I began to say to myself.

"Knock knock."

I looked to my right and saw Diego standing in the doorway, "Look what you did to me." I whispher shouted trying not to wake Candy up.

"Woahh last night was crazy wasn't it?" He arched his brow and gave a smirk.

"Dude what the hell can you at least tell me how to get rid of this!" I shrieked.

"Wait your serious you've never had a hickey?" He began leaning on the door and tilting his head to the side.

"I'm not really experienced with this type of stuff." I timidly replied as I uneasily stood there realizing that he had put me on the hot seat.

"Dude you were way too into you, you sure you're n-"

"Can we just stop talking about that and just find a way to get rid of this." I pointed my neck.

"Okay sure just put a spoon in the freezer and when its frozen take it out and wrap it up in a rag or something and put it on your neck. That should speed up the process." He explained.

"Wait how long does this type of thing last?" I questioned.

"Maybe like 5-12 days."

"Oh my gosh." I facepalmed, "I will never in my life do that again." And began awkwardly walking out of the bathroom.

"Yeah right." He smirked.

"Shut up." I nudged him with an attitude and headed downstairs.

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