Mila opened her eyes. She lay on the couch, alone. Christian is putting his clothes back on. "Where are you going?", Mila asked. "This can't happen again. I mean it Mila.", Christian said. Mila cocked her head to the side. "Excuse me?", Mila could feel her blood heating. "Is this a habit for you? What do you take me for? Some lonely woman who stay vulnerable!?" Christian tried thinking of a good excuse, he wasn't counting on her waking up. "You know what just leave, the dick was trash anyway.", Mila folded her arms and rolled her eyes. "Okay clearly you're upset. You have the right to be. However insulting me won't make you feel any better.", Christian said in a tone of wisdom. "GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE!", Mila yelled. Christian walked to the door, he didn't touch the knob before glass shattered in front of him. Mila had thrown a vase and it flew above his head and beat him through the door. Christian snapped his head around. "What is wrong with you?". Mila picked up another vase. "Next time I won't miss.", Mila said.
Laughter could be heard throughout Mila's entire home. She had invited her best friend, Paris over and told her what happened. "Your mama raised you better than that Mila. That's what you get for trying to push up on a man.", Paris said still laughing. "I'm glad you find this so funny. I really wanted him. Besides the sex wasn't bad either.", Mila said. She's annoyed the her best friend is laughing at her expense. Paris stopped laughing one Mila said the word "sex". "The sex? Girl, if you ain't got a dildo to slap against the wall and back that ass up you better.", Paris exclaimed. Mila's mouth dropped to the floor. Paris is known for her blunt, but yet foul mouth. Out off all the things Paris said this left Mila completely speechless. Paris waited for some kind of response. "You know I do believe that's how people choke on flies. Mila closed her mouth, however still at a loss for words.
Mila: I can't believe she just said that. Paris is a mess.But if your best friend won't be honest with you who will?
Michael: Well it isn't like you didn't have that one coming.
Mila: You know for an author you're an asshole.
Michael: Hey I'm not the one that left you high and dry. Besides you need to listen to Paris, she has my sense of wisdom.
Mila: yeah yeah yeah. Just don't take so long to write another part.
A/N: Sorry this part is so short, can't say when I'll write another part. I will try to write one sooner than later.
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I Want Him
RomanceMila, a young actress who is sexually frustrated. She wants more out of life than a quick orgasm. In the long run she wants a husband. However for now she doesn't mind settling for a sexual fling, as long as she gets satisfied. Out of nowhere her pe...
