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twenty eight - consequences

i took his length into my mouth and bobbing up and down repeatedly until he reached his high. he payed back with the same favor. he made his way from my neck, down to my entrance. whatever ethan gave me it had started to kick in about now i started seeing distorted colors and hearing distorted sound.

"fuck" i breathed out with my heart beating faster than usual. he was licking me up and down making me moan. he swirled his tongue around my clit making me moan louder. i was reaching my high when ethan started fingering me. the pleasure felt fucking amazing.

he added both fingers and his thumb playing with my clit. "oh fuck" i moaned. knowing i was aroused from the sexual pleasure. "cum for me, babygirl" he said seductively. i released as he began to lick up my juices had i released. "fucking hell" he moaned laying back onto his bed.

"that felt fucking amazing ethan" i breathed. "mia, lets go fucking to a carnival tonight" he blurted out of the blue. "fuck yes!" i agreed. "well shit i gotta get back to hell" i said putting ethan's oversized shirt on my small body, and i slid my shorts back on.

i slipped my shoes back on and left. i got an uber back to my house, mainly because i was on drugs, and i could have been arrested and charged. i saw my moms car parked in the driveway shit.

i walked straight in without thinking twice and i just needed to rest. "mia, what are you doing home?" my mom asked as i walked in. "well i can't go back to school" i slurred. she came closer towards me and shined her light from her phone onto my eyes.

"you're on something, your pupils are dilated, what are you on?" she questioned. "i don't fucking know, ethan gave it to me when we were fucking" i said losing my balance. "lets go i'm taking you to the doctors" she said with her voice enraged with anger.

"no the fuck you aren't, i'm so fucking sick of you telling me what to do" i said.
" i'm tired of trying to be the perfect daughter, and pretending to be a fucking virgin" i screamed. "do not use that fucking tone with me young lady" she yelled with rage.

"hey, guess what mom" "fuck you, and your repeated attempts in trying to make me the perfect daughter" i slid off my tongue.  i walked into my room  packing my bags. i texted tyler and asked if i could stay at his place for a while.

i started breathing heavy, i was starting to have a panic attack. i closed my eyes and did the tips i learned to help 5 things you can touch, 4 things you can hear, 3 things you can see,  2 things you can smell, and 1 thing you can taste. it always helped me. i left the house as my mother was screaming at me.

but i didn't care.
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wc: 519
vote mark: 10
woah talk about teen rebellion...