SemBreak just ended for me and I'm just here writing a chapter for my lovelies. But enough of me, how was your day? I hope you met a boy, it will never hurt to talk to him.
Queen Bey ♡
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Taegan's Point of View,
I was awoken by the coldness of the air.
Large waves hit my naked body making sand stick till my knees. One large arm was wrapped around me like a big rock holding me down the sand. I shivered as the salty water reached my thighs making goosebumps rise between my legs, I looked up and saw the moon so close to the sea, it almost felt like the moon was kissing the ocean, I thought about how the sun loves the moon so much but it has been kissing the ocean far too long. The sun loves the moon so much that half of it's light was given to the moon, everynight the sun would die so that the world would see how beautiful the moon was, Sun wasn't selfish, he loves how everyone thinks of her, he always shared. He didn't hide the beauty of the moon. Why didn't Connor did that to me? He wasn't proud, I was dumb he weren't, He was always insecure when he introduce me as his girlfriend, for the love of God I haven't met his parents because he's to scared of how they would react. I was just there. He was never proud of me, He thinks I can't do something for myself. He's also possesive, I can't even go out with Valerie without him following me like a body guard.
I looked at Wren. I wonder what he would be like. Would he be possesive like Connor or would he be like the sun. Would he be proud to show me with his friends. Will he trust me if I ever become his girl. But that's just of course, what if's. I am attracted to him, the danger and the way adreneline coursed through me whenever he smiles. His allure was dangerous yet mysteriously beautiful, like the moon. I wouldn't mind showing him off. I sighed and closed my eyes, I picked his arms up to remove it from my waist. I need to go home. Wherever home is. I picked up my clothes from the sand and my top was slightly soaked but my jeans and combat boots were okay, I wore my undergarments hastily trying to slip it on gracefully. After a moment I was done, but I just can't leave Wren here butt naked so I gather all his clothing disregarding his boxers which are floating away into the open sea, which made me laugh a little. I tried putting his jeans without causing too much trouble. All the time I was yanking his jeans into him I was blushing, I mean his ding-a-long was still in display. As I buttoned it I drew in a large breath of satisfaction. I folded his shirt not so neatly and I started to walk away, feeling a little dread but that was okay. This was just an one night stand, where we would forget each other like nothing happen. I have my fair share of this guys who wanted me for something like this, I don't really think Wren planned to get it on with me, because it just happened. We were both drunk and I was completely out of love. As much as I am attracted to him I have to go on with my life because I'm literally still heartbroken and he looks like not the type to tolerate crying women more so pick up the broken pieces.
What we did was not love, it was just plain sex that would make us forget the world awhile. It will just be a memory, although he was good, very good, we couldn't be together because I was pretty sure he wasn't from here and long distance wasn't really my thing. So turning back one last time I look at him longer than I intended and with a heavy heart turned away and continued my stride home. My heart felt hallowed which surprised me because over the month it has been numb. Well that was new. The night was eerily silent but I was used to it, St. Gilbert wasn't like New york, it was just a little town where I would be stuck forever.
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Swallowing my stupid pride I threw a stone at Valerie's window. The room remained silent so I threw another three that's when the bedside lamp clicked on and a small figure walked to the window. Valerie came into view with the most hideous appearance, she's so ugly, well I still love her anyway. She searched for me and I stepped out of the shadows and I looked up to her. Her eyes widened and she scratched her eyes a little probably thinking this was just a dream. Dumbass.
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