The Fourth Wall

The Fourth Wall

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Fantasy
Have you ever wondered how your characters would react if they actually met you? I have, and I decided to write some fun short stories/flash fiction about them. Each has a different character from my many WIPs and doesn't spoil anything in the main book. Consider them a little introduction to my characters and hints of their world, but also something fun and nonsensical. Hope you enjoy this little teaser.
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I was sitting in my car high as shit and I heard a car and saw the headlights beaming on my car. Please don't be him. He came by the door and pulled it open Fuck I left it unlocked . He covered my mouth to drag me and put me in the 2010 Ford Mustang. I froze in shock that it happened all over again . He sped off and I turned to him just watch his face contorted every which way. He grabs the steering wheel tighter with the white of his knuckles showing. He glanced over at me who looked away facing forwards sitting hunched over in my seat. My hands were clammy and sweat began to form on the back of my neck . He shifted his focus back on the road once he hit the freeway he changed lanes by zooming in between . When we arrived at his houseI knew the drill I got out was closing the door behind me. I sat down on the couch, hands in my lap fidgeting. He got a fireball and popped it open. "You said you wanted this," He reminded me. It was true and I hated that my body reacted the way it did . I squeezed my thighs tighter together to relieve the need for any intimate contact. "I know" I sighed, my head hung low defeated. He glanced at my thighs and set his bottle down. He reached over his hand, glided up and done my thigh like butter. My breath became short, he scraped me with his nails and my head rolled back.

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