𝐈𝐒𝐒𝐔𝐄𝐒

𝚃𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎

This is dedicated to my friend, Rhian. Mostly bc she been listening to this song all day, everyday. 🥰🥰🥰. Rhiiiian

It has now been a few weeks since Zen has been attending Golden Valley High School. Louis and Zen had turned in the project, they got an A+.

Over time the two of them had got closer, nothing to over the line. Louis wasn't looking for a relationship. Mostly because he wasn't a relationship person, fucking with no standers was what he liked. He didn't have time to get his heart broken over no girl. Louis was starting to feel something with Zen, though.

Zen couldn't lie, she was catching something too. She just didn't want to admit it because she knew how Louis felt. Zen would find herself dreaming about Louis, even having sexual fantasies about Louis.

It was 8:00 at night, Zen was about pleasure herself with a nice bath. She added some bubbles, threw in a bath bomb, and lit some candles. Before she got in, she played on her speaker Summer Walker's "Body". As the song played her mind drifted to Louis. One time she went over Louis and Janel's house, and she'd seen Louis shirtless. Those abs, those tattoos on his chest. Zen was about to have a whole orgasm at his bedroom door just by looking at him.

Somehow, two of her fingers found their way inside of her. "Ugh. Yessss Louis." Zen cried out. She kept Louis on her mind as she fingered herself. She moved her fingers faster and faster. While that was happening, she was also rubbing her nipples. "I'm about to cum." She moaned. Just as she was about to reach her climax...Knock Knock.

"Babygirl, everything ok in there?" Her dad yelled from the other side of the door. "I hear you yellin, just wanna make sure you ain't drown."

"Yes, dad I'm fine." Zen answered back, outta breath

"Okay. Well hurry up."

"Yes sir." Zen listened for her dad's footsteps to disappear. "Fuckk." She dragged out while throwing her head back. She hurried and got out the tub.

After Zen was dressed, she went downstairs in the kitchen with her dad, Santana. It looked like he was struggling trying to cut a bell pepper. "You need help, pops?"

"Yes please." Santana said handing her the knife and bell pepper.

"So, what's this for?" Zen asked. Her dad's barely home and when he is, he's trapped in his office.

"What do you mean?" Santana asked. Zen had an expression saying 'I mean...' on her face."I can't come home and have dinner with my daughter?"

"Of course you can dad. It's just..... I guess I'm shocked." Zen told him truthfully. "Things haven't been the same since she died."

"Please don't bring her into this."

"Why not? You've been acting like you don't have a daughter who's in just as much pain as you!" Zen said putting the bell pepper down.

"Zen! I'm trying, okay! I'm fucking trying! I lost the love of my life." Santana whispered the last part. "Zen, when your mother died I realized that I haven't really been there for you. Like all those trophies from our last home in New York, I don't remember going to any of the competitions."

"And that's okay, dad. You had to work." Zen said trying to make him feel better.

"Baby, it's not okay. I should have put work aside for you and your mother."

"Pops, I understand you feel like shit." Santana sent Zen a pop on the hand. "Sorry. I just feel like, while you're trying to be here for me, you're just pushing me further away."