My pillow feels like a rock and my covers feel like ice. Everything is so uncomfortable.... all because of my desires. I just want to know what it feels like, okay? Ugh.
"Shit!" I whisper-scream. What was that sensation? I just got a stabbing pain in my thigh.
"Ohhh my godddd," I say as I bite my lip. This whole thing is amazing... but what am I feeling? Am I imagining things?
"JXJCJDOSOIDUCJCNCNCKC"
WHAT IS HAPPENING?
Throb.
Throb.
Throb.
Before I know it, I'm shaking pepper onto my carpeting as Xanax wakes up.
"Jane! Come on. We're getting in the G. This minute."
"fshADLAfsha"
"Jesus Christ."
Xanax carried me to the G and rushed me to the ER to see what had gotten into my mental health....
And this is where all the shenanigans begin.
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Imaginary Friend~ An OFC Fiction
FanficJane and Xanax are having a slumber party together one summer night. Jane is laying in bed, as Xanax is asleep, wondering about what being sexually active is like...... Then, boom. OFC. OFC causes her to spiral into insanity. Xanax quickly wakes up...
