"I'm leaving early and so are you." Andrew said I nodded. We left the building and I didn't know why.
"Your father pulled off a bank heist earlier." he informed me.
"Go dad." I smiled.
We drove home Moriarty locked the door and lead me to our bedroom, it didn't make sense.
"I need you. And I want you... Now." he said, pushing me to the wall.
"Stop!" I shouted as he pinned me down.
"Sh-h don't speak." he whispered.
"Get off!" I yelled.
"I love a feisty girl. I like it when they fight back." he moaned.
He started to kiss my neck, and I couldn't hold in a moan of lust.
"See, just let me help you." he said.
"I just want to help you, love." he continued.
He swung me over to the bed getting on top. I wanted him, I wanted him so bad.
"Help me." I moaned.
He started to kiss me again and I felt his pelvis harden against me.
I pulled back.
"No." I sighed.
"Are you serious?" He asked.
"Yea."
"Why won't you let me just-"
"Why are you so obsessed with taking my virginity?!" I shouted.
"Why are you so obsessed with being a virgin?!" He yelled.
"Am not!"
"Are to! What do I have to do?!"
"Is that the only reason your here?!"
"If that was it I'd be gone by now!" he yelled at me.
"Fuck you!" I yelled.
"I wish you would!" he said wide eyes throwing his hands in the air.
It was silent.
"Please tell me your drunk." I begged.
"I wish I was."
