𝑭𝑬𝑬𝑳𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝒀𝑶𝑼

3 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒- chapter 24 part 3

Dustin:
This bath gets smaller with in any minute, and I can't think clearly.

She rejected me, I wanted to make her cum, but she rejected me and instead of brought me down on my knees like a little puppy in front of her.

The crazy feeling I felt when she was here, is such an fucking amazing feeling, like I'm 15yo and this is the first time I'm masturbating.

She went into the shower, she was shaking, she put her hands on me, her little hand covered all my cock.

I felt so good when she went all the way into the shower, the shirt is sticking  to every perfect curve she has in her perfect her body, and I couldn't  handle it anymore, my stomach exploded and my cock stood just for her.

She stroked it.

she stroked it.

so hard and when I reached the peak, I cummed on her hand.

Fucking awesome.

I get out of the shower and dry myself, I'm so tired that I immediately close my eyes.

I open the door of Hazel's room, she's lying on her bed, tangled in her blanket, pure baby, my little girl.

I go into my room and lie down on the bed, after this day I can't and don't want to think about anything.

After a few minutes I close my eyes and spill in my bed, falling deep asleep.

Hazel:
The sun is rising from the shutters, it is already afternoon and the sun is very strong at this time.

my eyes are barely open, The shirt is sticking to my body, and I'm so hot, I'm not tired anymore, but I remember what happened yesterday.

And what I did.

My hand stroke his cock, touching and stroking hard.

Dust's look was mesmerizing, I could not stop looking at him, and giving him what we both needed for the last two days.

This feeling, how I controlled it, he let me do it In my way, and I liked it.

He looked at me differently, as I wanted to prove, and it worked.

The feeling was addictive, amazing.

Seeing him like that, doing these things to him, it was already too much for me, he kept moaning, I saw he was enjoying every fucking moment.

I loved seeing him like that, being like him for a moment.

I never went into anyone's shower before, not even Dylan's.

Feelings of guilt come, and I feel suffocated, I was not supposed to do this, but I did, and I will have to deal with the consequences after all.

I get out of bed and go downstairs directly to the living room, where Avery is, of course.

"Good morning," she mumbles , looking at me differently.

"Hun, did u change ur clothes yesterday?" She asks me and I look at my nightdress.

It looks tight and loose on my body, and the smell of the dry shirts is not really good.

"Do you have another one?"

I ask with an awkward smile and she gets up With a smile, she leads me straight to her room.

"Here," she hands me the same black nightdress.

I head towards my room, but stop by dust's room, I tremble as I open the door to his room, I don't know how I'm supposed to feel about it.

Besides, my heart beats hard every time I look at him, and I'm not supposed to be so excited.

When he left I always thought what would I say, I wondered if he would come back, I planned my speech, I stood in front of the mirror, I planned to tell him that I love him, that I really love him.

That I want him, but when I looked in the mirror and started talking, I saw myself, but I saw the hazel that was broken with dust when I found out my mother was gone.

And I knew he left because of me.

I started to cry, so loud and hit the mirror, I shouted and hit and the blows I gave broke the mirror, and my wrists were cut.

But mostly blamed and shouted at him.

About how much I don't deserve it.

Then I shouted at myself, looked in the mirror and saw myself, the pain that had created a hole in my heart.

I looked at myself in the broken mirror, and at that exact moment I realized that he would not comeback , I realized that I'm not the same Hazel who thought that after he picked the reserved flower for her, he would save it.

He threw it away.

He stepped on it.

And I deposited it in his hands.

But he did not know how to keep things as valuable as I gave him.

When I sat on the floor, all my hands were smeared with blood, Avery heard my ugly and dirty and so loud crying, she came into the room, she comforted me, and I fell apart in her arms. I felt so empty, so superfluous.

I was 16yo. what is a 16 year old girl supposed to do?

I didn't leave this house for months.

I thought it was my best friend leaving me, so my life fell apart.

I deteriorated in school, Avery would get calls from school, she was so caring and loving, she tried to talk to me, but I was so selfish and hurt that I did not even get out of bed to open the door.

I had no friends.

Felicia kept laughing at me, Such a bitch.

The rumors would reach as far as my house, Avery would not utter a word, until I would scream at her and demand from her.

She would have told me, but before every word she would warn me and say she was always here to comfort me.

But I screamed at her again.

I screamed at her a lot, and get mad at her for some special reason, she was there and the easiest place I could vent my nerves.

I never really told her that we had sex, she found out this.

After a year of realizing he would not return, he would no longer be my Dust, I stopped feeling sorry for myself.

Avery helped me learn, improve my grades and take matters into my own hands.

She helped me get accepted to college and since then I call her Mom because she was there even in the
most painful and difficult moments, and she gave of herself all she could.

I enter his room and see his hair peeking out of the blanket, my heart pounding, my hand scratching my legs.

I stare at him for a few seconds and walk out of the room, he looks so peaceful, so quiet, like my Dust.

This Dust who knew how to sneak into my sensitive points, how to touch and handle them, and how to be there when I needed him.

The dest that I loved so much, that I thought he would stay mine, forever.