My boyfriend of three years broke up with me this morning. Apparently we were too different. It doesn't make sense. Why three years then? Anyways, Emmelie (my best friend) is taking me to a party tonight. She says I need to get layed to forget him. I don't know what to think of that. I mostly want to stay home and cry my eyes out. But as Emmelie said, that won't change anything. Also, Emmelie doesn't take no for an answer. She is going to take you anyways. So I guess I have no choice.. *WARNING* This story may contain alcohol, drugs, depression and sex. If you are triggered by any of those topics, I would suggest you skip this story.

She tried to climb off of my lap and I held her waist keeping her on top of the bulk in my pants. I'm sure she could have felt my dick pulsing as her pussy laid against it. I moved her waist backed and fort rubbing her pussy against my semi-hard dick. She moaned as we grinded against each other. I put my head against the crook of her neck and whispered "where do you think you're going?" "To get us something to eat" she said furrowing her eyebrows at me. "You can sit right her a little longer love" "What? You're gonna dry hump me? She said sarcastically rolling her eyes at me. I snaked my hands around her throat and reminded her not to roll her eyes at me. Without a doubt, as stubborn as this one is, she rolled them again. Enemies? Or not?

//Warning// • There is abuse, manipulation, self harm, and rape. If any of that triggers you then please do not read! //Description// Camila is in an abusive and toxic relationship with the popular boy Liam. She takes his abuse silently but is losing hope. She attempts to leave several times. Will she get her happy ending?