Mysteriusboy Stories

He moved closer. We were so close now. A mixture of alcohol and love reached my nose, his breath, his scent. I could see my own reflection in his clear blue eyes that were staring at me with love, and with fear. His nose touched mine and I closed my eyes taking in the pleasure. He slowly trailed his hands up my back and grabbed a hold of my face as I tried to move. His thumbs caressed my cheeks as his soft lips brushed mine. I could taste the beer he had drunk not many moments ago. It tasted good. It tasted of him. I took a grab of his colors wanting our lips to meet. Our lips brushed together for a second and he whispered; “Someday you will remember and you will be mine.” ******* Audrey Butterly couldn’t remember anything from the last two years of her life. When she finally came back to school she stumbled upon a drug and alcohol addict who knew her. Knew her a little too well. He wouldn’t tell her why and how. Curiously she took a step inside his world. A step she would regret, or so she thought.