Fireworks

Fireworks

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Alfie Fisher. The rebel, the addict. Has just been diagnosed with Leukemia. With no family or friends to help her she's in a bit of a pickle. While on her way to therapy, she waits on the bus stop bench. There was a man sat next to her. She sinces him as he looks at her on and off. "Who are you?" He asks. She then tells him her name, but she must have said something wrong because he chuckles. "Did I say something wrong?" "Did you?" He replied, "My child you don't even know your own name." That's when the questions in her mind started to flow.
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I looked up at the man in front of me. He was HOT. But he was also forbidden fruit. He was Alex's brother for God's sake! My boyfriend's brother, none the less. I shouldn't feel at all attracted to him, but the way he was looking at me right now... This wasn't right. He leaned closer though. I was losing all control right then. He pressed his lips to my jaw and my mind went completely blank, like it always does when he was this close. This was wrong. This was wrong. I knew it, but I couldn't bring myself to find the reason. Then it came to me. Alex. Alex would be angry. Now I seemed like a whore. Another kiss, on my neck this time, and another thought slipped away. This is still wrong... Why though? Think Beatrice! Alex came to mind again. Alex came to mind again. I knew there were more reasons than that, but I couldn't think of them at the moment. He moved his lips again, this time peppering kisses across my collarbone and he stopped at the hollow of my throat. I gasped softly. Now my mind was empty. I wasn't even thinking clearly. The only thought that passed my mind was that I wanted more of this. More of him.

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