Rush →Arreaga

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I know I have been M.I.A but now at home, sick, so I'mma update

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I said it was the last time. Last time, last night, glassed eyes. Sweet sweet vice watch you baptize, my mind just one more time.
Brandon sighed heavily. He couldn't sleep and he had to be up in less then 7 hours. Everybody knew Brandon was a cranky person without at least 6 hours of sleep. He had so much on his mind and there was only one person who could take it all off

But he couldn't.

He promised himself he wouldn't call her after the last time.

He promised her it was the last time.

He promised himself it was the last time

But he couldn't. Soon a sweating and awake Brandon was dailing a number that was imprinted in his mind forever

Can you take me there tonight, me a light, take me out to Paradise. Come bring me back to life
He hummed softly as her fingers traced his tattoos. Brandon closed his eyes. Soaking in the moment.

Her fingers tracing his tattoos, sending goosebumps up his arm.

Her head resting on his chest, listening to his heartbeat as her soft breaths could be heard throughout the room.

"You know this isn't healthy B" Abigail said softly making Brandon sigh
"I know but-
"But what Brandon? All I am to you is a little jolt of happiness, a distraction from your busy life before you go back to forgetting me. Ignoring me like I was never a part of your life." Abigail said sadly "I can't keep waiting for your next text saying that you can't sleep, that you need me" 

It's just a little rush, I'm coming up everytime we touch. It's just a little rush.

Pacing around the room Brandon was a wreck. It had been 4 months since his last encounter with Abigail and yes he felt bad for the way things ended but now it seemed even worse

It was a normal day when Brandon opened his Instagram, the first post was a very happy looking Abigail in a bikini with and a man wrapped around her. He inhaled a sharp breath before looking at the caption

veryabigail happy 4 months to my beach babe

👤zionkuwonu

He furrowed his eyebrows before throwing his phone at the wall in frustration

More of himself then Abigail

She was more then just a jolt of happiness, a distraction to him. She was more then that. He  saught refuge when she was around. She was his mitral ground from his busy life. The thing he wished he had for the rest of his life

And he saw that now

But it may be too late.

It's like everything I do, depends on you

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Sowiii this is a whole century late Abby!

I hope you enjoyed it

But I have the worlds worst stomach pains!

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