Burning lipstick Stains - (chansaw)

Burning lipstick Stains - (chansaw)

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With both hands pressed flat against the counter, Veronica could barely steady herself. Her head was a storm of dizzying chaos, heart thundering in her chest like it was trying to break free. The once-clean white t-shirt she wore now clung to her skin, ruined-deep purple bruises blossoming in jagged patterns across her body. She was screwed. Her eyes darted around the room, taking in the wreckage. A handprint smeared across the medicine cabinet, clothes scattered like a forgotten afterthought, but what made her stomach drop was the lipstick stains. Bright, glaring red, smeared across the glass-marking it like some kind of damning confession. Oh. God. Did she... Did she really just sleep with Heather fucking Chandler?
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A kiss can change everything. One kiss with your best friend, and it changes the whole dynamic. What will you do when you get to know that your best friend has been in love with you? What will you do when she doesn't want to be friends anymore and wants more instead? * "Everytime I see you with a guy, my skin fucking burns" Millie hisses, pinning me with an intense look that makes my belly flip. I am pinned to the wall with her caging me. "Do you know how hard it is to pretend that you are only my friend, and nothing more? That I love you but cannot have you?" Her words spin inside my head, and the thundering beating of my heart echoes in my ear. How do we come to this situation? I pant as she leans closer, her eyes averting to my parted lips. I am having thoughts of kissing her. Hell, I see her in my dreams so often now that I am not sure what she means to me now. Millie caresses my cheeks and a shiver runs down my spine. "I can't pretend anymore, Grace. It's getting really hard" she whispers in my ear and I squirm. When she meets my eyes, I say something that surprises her. "Then don't." I crash my lips on hers, crossing whatever lines we had.

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