A DRINK I'D NEVER FORGET.
"You are honestly disgusting" His alcohol breath brushed passed my ear. He was drunk, therefore he was telling the truth.
I wanted to say something, many things, but I couldn't pull my lips apart, the words I had to say wer...
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Here I am on his bed messaging my head from the slight headache. I lay my back to the bed as the memory of hours ago replay in my mind.
*we continue from where I took offence.
"What do you mean by you want to be careful. I'm not some toy you should be gentle with." I spit at him and he seems amazed.
"Blue, that's not what I mean... You are soft " He runs a hand through his hair, I'm getting tired of this taunting
"What??" I scoff , this gets to him and he drops his cool.
"Wait, what are you even so angry about?" He starts
"I thought you girls like it when the boy is calm and gentle, you barely know me Blue, I wanted to be friends first but look at you here getting angry at me because I haven't touched you. Let me tell you want I think since you can't keep your thoughts to yourself"
"Right now it looks like you want to be treated like some hoe,you want me to invite you into my house , do shit with you then give you some money for your services or maybe you want me to slam you against the wall and fuck you dead for the next three hours because I sure as hell can do that" His words come out ever so slowly. I take in each sentence word for word , I feel a lump in my throat.
His words fall like a ton of bricks on me and I can't hold back the tears pricking my eyes. They hit so different because they came from the calm Parker. No. They hit so different because they were the truth. Is that what I really wanted??
I couldn't dare say a word. I yanked my hand from Parkers grip and slipped out of the room without looking up. I can't let him see me cry, I sob silently as I speed walk towards the kitchen. I'm relieved that he didn't follow me.
I continuously rinse my face with the tap water but my tear glands keep producing more fluids. What did I expect from Parker? , why was I so needy. He was being a gentle man and I was practically begging to be treated like a shovel.
I sum up all my courage and start heading back to the room. I can't meet his eyes, but I can't sleep in his kitchen. I convince myself that my eyes aren't red and enter the room. He wasn't there.
*back to present.
I sit back up on my bed as I hear footstep. Don't tell me he is coming back . I sigh to myself and the door swings open.
I bow my head , not wanting to meet his eyes, I can't ,I feel stupid.
"Blue," he sits very close beside me, Can't he just leave me . I feel my eyes water again and I don't even know why I want to cry .
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it" he lifts up my chin with a finger and a tear escapes from my eye.
This is why I hate males seeing me cry, they'd feel guilty about what they did or said and their guilt triggers them to tell lies, to make you feel better, they feel pity for you because in their own world, you are inferior. I hate being pitied .
"You did" I mumble as I look down again.
"It was the heat of the moment " he starts again
"No it wasn't , don't lie to me Parker " I spit back and I force the tears back into my eyes.
"Look at me" he says out raspy. I don't have the strength to not oblige
I slowly, steadily raise up my face to look him in the eyes. He wipes a tear hanging from cheeks then attaches his lips to mine .
I don't want this , it is a pity kiss but I want to pull away but my hormones refuse. His hand moves into my hair and all my thoughts are erased. Fuck my pride. I want this.
Okay kids , this is the part where you take your leave :) .... Get inside before it starts to rain..
He grips my waist with his other hand, signalling for me to come closer , I seize the opportunity to straddle him in a swift movement and he groans against my lips.
His mouth doesn't taste like mint or any shinanigan, it taste like mouth, I can't breath, I detach our lips to take a full gasp of breath , enough time for Parker to slip his shirt off. He attaches his lips back to mine and our tongues battle for dominance. His lip movement goes in sync with mine, I can't seem to ignore the growing bulge feel beneath me . I'm in a frenzy.
Kids!!, the rain is over, you can go back outside now :)
I WAS ANGRY WHILE WRITING THIS CHAPTER I'M SORRY THAT THIS CHAPTER WAS SHORTER THAN EXPECTED BUT MY DRAFT CLEARED AND I HAD TO WRITE IT TWICE!! PLEASE COMMENT!!! I NEED TO KNOW WHAT YOU GUYS THINK WHAT DO YOU WANT TO SEE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER??? DON'T FORGET TO PRESS THAT STAR. YOU MAY CONTINUE :)
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