You've had the worst day. you got expelled from school, again. you lost your job, the only money you were able to receive. your car got keyed, ruined entirely. you look in the mirror at the face staring back at you. ugly, worthless, stupid. you walk into the kitchen, picking up a knife. holding it up, and slowly placing it on your wrist. 🎶 wiggle wiggle wiggle 🎶 sounds your phone. a message from nash causes the screen to light up. you begin unlocking the phone, and reading the simple words "come upstairs." lowering the blade, you begin walking up the stairs in confusion headed straight for the master bedroom. the floor sounds a loud squeak and you open your bedroom door. the light randomly blasts on, giving you a heart attack. spinning around to face the light, you see nothing, no one. goosebumps form on your soft skin, as you're scared senseless. suddenly, arms wrap around your waist, pulling you against a body. "who is th--" you begin only to be cut off by a recognized "shhh." it was your boyfriend, nash grier. "baby im really not in the mood, im just-" but you're cut off by him once more, "are these tears? babe dont cry, everything is okay. you're in my arms now." he wipes the smeared mascara from your red cheeks. he puts his hands back around your waist, holding you from behind again. you feel him slowly grinding on your ass with his now hard groin. "n-nash" you say, getting turned on. he flips you around and begins kissing your neck, rubbing your arms in the process. he pushes you on top of the king sized bed and begins unbuttoning your blouse, as u take off his t shirt. "baby why'd it take you so long to come to your room" he questioned, lust in his voice. "oh i was just putting down my stuff.. i had a bad day" you lie so easily. nobody could find out about the almost-cutting experience. nobody, as in no one in existence. he slips down your booty shorts and rubs your inner thighs. "its all good now babe, i'll make you feel better" nash promises. he takes off his jeans and slams against your body. you pull his lips to yours violently, feeling his smile in return. "just tell me if you want to slow down.." nash whispers against your neck, he then pulls off your panties along with his boxers and turns off the flickering lamp.....
