What Is Love? (BWWM)

Prologue

Patience P.O.V.

Images of a dream world swirled around in my mind, showing me hazy visions i couldn't reach.

Visions of reality being a blur and my freedom from my dark deeds, the feeling was like a mother protecting her child from the coldness of this world. A peace I yearned to forever confide in.

But like a good thing turned bad, a disturbance in my body, and soul woke me from the peace that soothed my body.

A silent yawn escaped past my lips as I stretched my arms my bones popping in the process. My eyesight was blurry, making everything in front of my vision look like blurs and lines.

I placed my hand on the left side of my face and rubbed my eyes, wiping half of the blurriness away enough for me to see my surroundings to give me a clue as to where I was.

I slowly looked around the room, watching and examining every detail of the place. Everywhere I looked, certain things either sitting on shelves or lying on the ground reminded me more and more of my room. But what really put my racing mind at ease was the dark wooden desk that sat in the middle of the floor that had my name carved into it.

So it was safe to assume that I was home, but even with the clarification, I was still second-guessing. The mess that was my room looked like a robbery had just taken place.

My desk that was usually stacked high with papers was empty and instead scattered the floor decorating my brown floor white, and my bookshelf that was full of books was also empty with only one book remaining on it while the others joined the papers redecorating my floor.

And to tie it all together, some clothes were thrown all over the floor, including some of my own, with my black thong sitting boldly in the middle of my rug.

I looked on at the state of my room in a blank stare with confusion and a hint of anger displayed in my eyes.

My attention was delayed from the mess that was my room when the strong smell of old spice and sex lingering in the morning air breezed past my nose, making my face scrunch up in disgust. The smell had latched onto the covers, making the smell 10x stronger.

I was caught in a trance between trying to figure out what happened last night and what caused this big of a mess. So deep that i didn't notice another body was present in my room until the left side of my bed shook from heavy body movement.

I snapped my head to where it was coming from and to my surprise next to me lied the outline of a body under my covers, but Icouldn't see their face thanks to the cover that was thrown over their head.

I raised one brow as my confusion turned into interest. To get a better look, I slowly moved from under the covers to not waking the sleeping body right next to me. The cool morning air breezed past my nude body, causing a shiver to move across my whole body and my exposed nipples to harden as goosebumps formed on my skin.

I looked down onto my chocolate painted body littered with little sweat drops that slowly ran down my breast onto my stomach. My dark skin was like the darkest jewel that glistened under the sunlight when hit by the sun just right.

slowly, I moved my hand down from my neck onto my large breasts, accidentally rubbing against my harden nub, making me shiver.

Down onto my stomach that had a patch of skin like a splatter effect around my belly button that was lighter than the rest of my dark skin.

And in just that moment, it struck a memory from last night. It struck me hard and fast, causing my head to buzz just a little bit.

Finally coming to realize what happened last night, my face automatically switched to its everyday emotionless mask. I crawled out the side of my queen sized bed, causing his body to move in the process, but quickly it returned to its motionless state.