Save me from myself

Unexpected visitor

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Few weeks she didn't heard from him. She googled his name and found out that Escape The Fate was a band and that he was the frontman. She was amazed by the photos on the internet. She listened to his songs, only finding some that she kinda liked. She also read his bio, about his childhood, some articles, followed him on Instagram and found out he was on tour. She also saw all the disgusting pictures of them partying and doing god knows what with random bitches. She slapped her laptop shut and got herself ready for work.

When she got back late at night, she saw someone sitting next to her front door.

"I have mace!" she said cautiously, finding her keys from her bag and held them up in her fist, one key sticking out between her fingers, ready to hurt somebody. When she got closer, she saw it was someone familiar.

"Ronnie!" she said surprised and crouched down to check on him. He was unconscious. She brushed his hair out of the way to see his face "Ronnie!" she found his pulse and looked at his pupils.

"God, Ronnie!" she said worried and tried to wake him "Wake up!" He mumbled and tried to open his eyes, only to shut them again. She looked around and took a hold of him "Come on! Get up!" With some miracle, he stood on his feet, holding his arm around her.

They stumbled in from the front door and climbed up the stairs to her apartment door. He leaned his head on her shoulder while she unlocked the door. They stumbled in when he slurred "Oh fuck.." and gulped.

"Oh fuck what?" she asked cautious, looking at his face seeing him gulping more.

"You need to throw up?" she asked already opening the bathroom door when he suddenly slapped his hand on his mouth and hurried to kneel in front of the toilet. He threw up and sat there, leaning his head on the toilet seat. After some time she went to check on him, seeing him sleeping on the floor.

"Ronnie... " she sighed and tried to clean him up. After that she tried to lift him up but no use. He was out and she didn't have the strength to drag him to bed. She sighed and stood up to brush her teeth and then went to bed. She was exhausted and fell asleep immediately.

In the morning she woke up with the first light and went to the bathroom. She blushed by the thought that she was peeing in front of someone, imagining him waking up and seeing her sitting in there, her panties down. But he didn't. She stood up and washed her hands and face looking at him. She crouched down, eyeing him. His face was calm and she could see every little detail in his face. Now that his intense stare wasn't poring into her. She looked at his lips and labret piercing under his bottom lip. Her eyes rested on his lips reminding her their kiss. She looked at him and felt the urge to kiss him again. She shook her head and stood up to walk to the kitchen, thinking Such a player... really has gotten under my skin. She brew coffee when suddenly she heard his phone ringing somewhere. She followed the ringtone to the bathroom where it was in his back pocket. She took it, seeing his dad calling. She waited it to end, glancing at Ronnie, hoping he would wake up. Nothing. She would have never answered someone's phone, unless it was an emergency. She took it with her to the kitchen and poured herself a cup of coffee. Some moments later he called again, making her worried about the fact that he could be worried. She took a deep shivering breath.

"Ronnie's phone." she said with a shivering voice.

"You're not my son." he was surprised.

"No, I'm uh... a friend." she said hesitating.

"Okay" he said positively surprised "Is Ronnie around?"

"Um... he's not awake." she said.

"Rough night?" he asked smirking.

"I have no clue." she sighed "I got home from work at night and here he was, passed out in front of my door."

"Oh shit" he said "I'm so sorry...umm...."

"Sam." she said "It's okay."

"Sam?" he asked surprised, probably cause he never heard of someone Sam in his life "Thanks for taking care of him."

"Mhmh." she hummed, taking a sip of coffee.

"When he wakes up, tell him to call me." he said.

"I will." she said "Bye." She ended the call, taking a deep breath. Then she took another sip of coffee and went to take a shower. She tiptoed over the sleeping drunk on the bathroom floor. She stood in place for a moment before she took off her bathrobe and stepped under the water. She let the warmth sink in her skin, leaning her head against the wall. After some time she felt some air movement behind her and hands snaking around her waist, his lips against her ear. She startled and grabbed his forearms, but he wouldn't let go "Shhhhhh." he whispered, making her lose it. She knew it would be a mistake but it was already too late. She leaned her head back and let his hands travel between her thighs. She shook her head, still knowing it was a mistake. He was a fuckboy, in every way possible, but still she let him work on her. The water ran over their bodies, over her flushed face as she was about to come, rocking her hips against his arm. She breathe out moans, feeling her walls tighten. She came hard, moaning loud, his free hand on her neck to keep her in place. As she rode off on her high, he embraced her, his breathing shivering, his arm over her breast, holding her. They stood there for a moment, Sam trying to steady her pounding heart.

"Thanks for letting me crash here." he whispered to her ear. She nodded, her breathing shivering. He pecked a kiss on her shoulder blade and let her lean against the wall. He stepped out of the shower, took his clothes from the floor and went to put them on in the living room. He took a sip of her coffee, checking his phone. Then he grabbed his leather jacket and left.

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Well-well-well. That's another chapter. Things are getting hot in herrrrrrrrr... I hope you liked it. Feel free to comment and vote if you did.. or didn't. Either way I appreciate the feedback. I also try to add some music to every chapter that kinda inspired me that moment when I wrote it or just feel right.

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