I picked up my pace as a weird feeling shivered down my spine. weird.
i arrived at home and jumped through my window, as my keys whwre in my bag, which that brat had. i headed for the bathroom.
the first think i did was strip, and run into the shower. i twisted the knob to warm. the hot water splurted out on me as i took a deep breathe. wind lightly brushed my face, coming from the open window. the water tricled down every inch of my body.
that guy.. feitan, hes really something else. he reminded me so much of my ex, which also has his eyes and lips. i got the soap from the corner and rubbed it on my chest. why am i thinking of him?
one hour passed and i was done for the shower. i put on some newly clothes and decided to take some pictures for my feed.
for my shirt i wore:
a long black shirt, which had the red imprinting of 'revenge' (x merch yes ik edgy). i had already ripped the top of the sleeves and waist myself, which obviously exposed my shoulders and my waist.
i topped it off with a choker which had sharp long studds on it, with long chains hanging down.
for my legs i wore:
a ripped up set of black jeans topped off with platform black boots with chains as the laces.
i looked at myself in the mirror and applied black thick eyeliner. i tinted up my plump lips with light rose pink lip-balm. i raised my eyebrows. damn, i look sexy.
i took out my phone from the drawer and went on snapchat, taking a few hot pics of myself, including a sort of explicit one which clearly showed my right elbow and waist. i giggled to myself. my followers would love this one.
i sat down on my pink office chair and went on instagram. i saw a bunch of likes and comments on my last post which was a while ago. i clicked the '+' button and started clicking on the pics i thought where best. i clicked on the eplicit photo last, giving my followers a suprise when they reached the last pic.
i captioned it , 'scroll to the end for a suprise😋🎸'
after being satisfiyed about my post i left my phone to charge on my bedside table and plumped on my bed, my chest leaving to be squished. i looked over at my clock.
it read '9:48'.
i took of my bra in bed and tossed it to the side, putting my shirt back on top.
pretty early to be sleeping, but after that whole situation i was exhausted.the last thought on my head was the black haired boy. i slowly drifted off in a peaceful slumber.
