The Runaway

Epilogue

Ashton and I hadn't been being sexually active ever since I had that relapse. Dad thought it might not be the best for it to happen. So now, I simply snuck Sabrina in or snuck to her house.

But, we were caught one night.

Sabrina places the blunt to my lips.

"Drag." She says. I do as she says. She pulls away after I do. Once we're done smoking, she pushes me down on the bed. She takes my shirt and pants off, leaving me in my underwear. She also strips to her underwear.

She presses her lips to my neck, and moves down to my chest. Her hands hold my wiggling waist down as she reaches my stomach, and my inner thighs.

"I missed you, you know that?" She asks. I nod. "Did you miss me?" She asks, kissing my inner thigh.

"Yes. All parts of you." I murmur. She smirks, her lips still on my thigh.

"Then I guess I have to give you a welcome home present."

And, as you know, we start having sex.  She really seems to like choking me. My eyes were shut, and her hand was around my neck, as we were fucking most of the time.

Then I hear the door open, and a deep voice yell out in shock, shutting it. She gets off of me and brings the blanket up to cover us.

"You can come in now." I laugh. Isiah and Ashton both walk in, both looking distrubed.

"Do you have any weed? I ran out." He says. I laugh, and nod. I open the bedside table beside me, pushing past the condoms and pens, and grab my giant ass weed jar that's at the very back of the drawer. I take out the jar, and his eyes widen. I grab a sandwich baggie and fill it halfway before handing it to him.

"I only needed a little."

"And you clearly need a lot. It's fine, whenever this jar gets empty, I call my friend and he gets me a refill." I shrug. He nods.

"Okay." He laughs. "I'll be sure to call you next time I need weed."

"Careful, that shit is as good as medical." I tell him before putting the jar away.

"Note taken." He says. "Who is this?" He asks.

"I'm Sabrina. One of Laila's many lesbian lovers." She says, smiling.

"How the fuck many do you have?" Isiah asks.

"Well, there's Ria. Sabrina. Karma. Olivia. I've hooked up with Kehlani twice, so that doesn't really count. Uh. That's about it, the rest are one night stands I don't remember." I tell him.

"How fucking sexually active are you?" He asks.

"Very. Side affect of the bipolsr disorder. I want to fuck 25/8. And you're kind of interrupting so if you could leave?" I say, moving on top of Sabrina.

"Alright. Come on Ash." He says, shoving the weed in his pocket and pulling Ashton out.

"Where were we?" I ask Sabrina. "Right, the part where I top."

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"I have to admit, it makes me jealous seeing you hooking up with other people." Ashton admits.

"It's purely physical with them. It was more emotional with you." I state, applying eyeliner.

"Emotional? You like me?" He questions. I look at him before rolling my eyes and returning to my makeup.

"I've always had a thing fornyou, Ash. Why else would I have let you kiss me when we were 12?" I ask. He shrugs.

"I don't know. I never really thought you would like me." He admits.