The Color Red

The Color Red

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Ryver gets her first tattoo, and maybe something more from her best friend Ash. Many emotions, thoughts, and confusion will stir Ryver's perspective. Things will change. But, will they change for the better? Will she finally be able to confess? Getting her first tattoo, will she get another first? _______________________________________ "So what was that about you punishing me?" Ash said with smirk gracing her face. "I uh- I-" Ryver stuttered, her face heating up like a crimson fire. "I lied! I can't do any of those things I said! I've never done anything l-like t-that..." Ash chuckled a deep growl. It gave instant butterflies in Ryver's stomach in ways she had never felt before. She slowly turned to face Ash, and the look she was met with chilled her to her core. "Oh, I already knew that, Red..." Ash gently reached and softly grabbed Ryver's neck. Ryver gasped from the pressure around her throat. "So how about you let me take over~"
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"What do you want me to say?" I feel her grab my wrist, flip me around and snake one arm around my waist "You sure you wanna play to that game with me El? I could just go back to her if you truly don't give a shit that I'm not with that girl anymore, that I'm actually sincere with you. Is that what you want? Are you sure El?" I pause and in this position, my breathe can only go faster and faster "I'm sure of one thing right now...at least" I admit in a whisper, as if I was ashamed, afraid of what I would say "Tell me" she whispers back, bringing her face even closer to me. I know she already knows what it is. "Is it like...is it bad if I want to..." "To what?" I gulp, stressed and embarrassed by what i'm about to tell her "...to kiss you...?"

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