Into the Velvet

Into the Velvet

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*EDITORS' CHOICE 2021*After falling for her senior year teacher, Louise learns a harsh lesson on what adulthood isn't. Louise has some trauma to unpack. Heartbreak's a bitch, and her first relationship had been anything but normal. Thinking herself mature for her age, her affair with Mr. Cain started swooningly well. Except things ended quite abruptly. It's a lot for a seventeen year old to handle. But who's really at fault for what happened? Who even is Mr. Cain, and what is he hiding? From the wreckage of her naivety and self-esteem, can Louise save her friendships and rebuild herself? Our love songs aren't telling the whole truth. How can this be? In this tale of vulnerability, adolescence and painful reckoning, the arrogance of youth demands a price. * "'You're what, Louise?' he asked. 'You're sorry? What am I supposed to do here? How can I turn this around? How can I tell you that everything you want and feel is reciprocated, when I have to go back to work and pretend none of it happened?' 'I don't know the answer!' I cried. 'Neither of us do.' I threw my hands up in defeat. He caught them before they could fall. 'But how do I go back to living without your words?' His voice became a whisper. He squeezed my fingers tightly, closing his eyes and bringing them to his chest. 'I need how you make me feel, Luiza. I need it to feel alive. I won't stay away. No one's made me feel this good before. And I can't stand myself for wanting what I want. What do I do?' I was a violin bow on the verge of splintering. Every inch of me pulsed with an ache that began from the marrow of my bones. Fate had brought us here. At this crossroads of ours, there were a hundred different choices to make. A thousand different lifetimes to choose from, stemming from and decided entirely by my next choice. And in the end, I chose incorrectly. I held his face between my hands, feeling the echoing pulse of his skin. I brought his face to mine. I kissed him."
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Jaida was twenty almost twenty one when she was raped and she hasn't been the same since. Since it has happened, she has tried to forget and wanted to move on but that definitely wasn't working for her. She was so tired of fighting her never silent mind and was so tired of looking at her baby and seeing the rape. So she decides to go to therapy and that's when she met Ezra. Ezra was going for reasons that might make you cry yet maybe even make you cower with fear. This tattooed man might not be the best thing for Jaida right now while she is dealing with things but who knows. Maybe he can save her. Or maybe he will just destroy her more.Read and find out. ~~ "I get you know. You don't have feelings for me so you ghost me thinking I'll take the hint while you fucked and went with the girl you wanted which was that girl" I said shaking my head as I looked away from him. He sighed and shook his head. "Jaida come on thats no-" "No it's fine Ezra I mean I wish you would have told me that but it's whatever" I continued not letting him talk. "Jaida just liste-" "You know I may have only known you for what like a month and a half but I actually was really kinda feelings you and I get it I mean you didn't feel the same way so I understand" I said cutting him off again before turning away from him to walk to the elevator. He quickly grabbed my hand pulling me before his lips smashed on mine.

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