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Jamison Cuckin' Harris

I'm loving the fucking plot with plot. Also can I talk about how fucking perfect Phoenix is? Like bitch. A motherfucker couldn't see that shit from a goddamn mile away. With his fucking cold side and then his soft, squishy side and then this fucking side where his sexual prowess is in the top one per-fucking-cent? I think not. I opened the book again, anticipating the next page.

            "I watched him as he dragged his lips down my torso. It took all of my power to not look away from his gaze. I flinched as his lips the hem of my jeans. He undid the clasp, watching me for confirmation, almost. I nodded softly. He carefully took off my shoes, pulling the jeans down awkwardly. I couldn't help but smile. He glared jokingly at me. I beckoned him up towards me. He put his hands on either side of my head. I pushed myself up so that I was sitting on his lap, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. His face reddened. I let my head rest on his shoulder to hide my face. He laid me back down, kissing me hard. I let out a groan just as the door opened. Phoenix and I laid frozen to see who was in the doorway.

           Sam stayed still still for a second before running out of the room. I stayed still before I gently pushed Phoenix off of me. I sat, trying to wrap my head what just happened. Phoenix tried to speak, but the words wouldn't come out. I rubbed my temples before pulling my clothes back on. 'I-I'm gonna go on a walk, ' I said. I heard Phoenix come off of the bed. I turned to face him. 'Alone, please, ' I added. I put on the rest of my clothes, him staying in the same position as I moved around the room. Before leaving, I came back up to him. I grabbed his hand, pushing it to my lips. He watched me, not with anger, but with a sort of hurt confusion. I felt myself go rigid as tension filled the room. Phoenix's gaze began to resolve. His grip on my hand tightened as he pulled me into his arms.

            'I love you, ' he said, with a trembling confidence. I felt my waterlines itch.

             'I... 'I debated whether to say or not. 'I... do to. But I have to figure some stuff out I'll be back by dinner, I promise. I just... need to take a walk.' I let my grip slacken on his hand as I turned, walking out of the open doorway."
           
             No. No. Wrong. Incorrect. Something is not right. No. Fucking hell. What the fuck. Oh my god. He didn't fucking do this shit. I stared at the pages. On the next page, 'Chapter XVII'. And it was at that I knew that I just lost a piece of myself to this fucking stunt that the author pulled. Jamison cuckin' Harris. You motherfucker. You little piece of shit. I hope your parents die in a fucking manmade disaster, which is exactly what this piece of training is. Oh my fucking god. How dare you. You take your feelings and you shove it into a banana listen to what your fans are screaming for. What the actual fucking. Who the fuck hurt you to do some shit like this. What the fuck. Samuel isn't even plot worthy. He's a flat ass character.

           Actually though, what the fuck. How stupid are you to do some shit like this. What the actual fuck. Did someone threaten to like rape your dog if you didn't do it like what. I'm genuinely confused. What the fuck. I'm so done, I thought as I tried to tear the book, then threw it across the room. So fucking done.

Aarinfan:  Uhm alright hi I guess thank you guys for managing to chapter two!!  This stuff is updating quick so come get it while its hot👌👌👌👌