ToxicSmile25

So for anyone who reads my story’s. I will not be updating any of them over the summer but I will be writing behind the scenes, finishing up story’s or getting them caught up to were I want them to be. I also will be post a few new stories. Im not dead, and I will get back to everyone once summer is over. See ya peeps 

ToxicSmile25

So for anyone who reads my story’s. I will not be updating any of them over the summer but I will be writing behind the scenes, finishing up story’s or getting them caught up to were I want them to be. I also will be post a few new stories. Im not dead, and I will get back to everyone once summer is over. See ya peeps 

ToxicSmile25

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"I want a turn!" Little kids run in and out of the room, yelling, crying, playing with the instruments. I sighs loudly and reach up to run my hand through her hair. "How can you stand all of this noise? They supposed to be in bed by now." She turns over and nuzzles her face against my chest. "You'll get use to it. Most of the kids are scaries of you anyway." She buries her head against my sweater. Her brows frowned together as she buries her face against my chest. "Your sweater smells likes weed." I chuckles and cup her cheek. "You know who i am baby." She smiles at me and leans in to kiss me. Her hand slips under my shirt. I flinch when her cold fingers reach into my bra. "Fucking shit, your hands are cold." She holds the bagging in front of my face. "Wanna spark then?"

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Sitting at the end of the bed, starring at nothing, body numb and my limbs tingle. The head high turning into a body high. My fingers twitching once in a while. Only when Jake turned music up on his  amp i snap out of my daze.
          "You good?" His question taking its time to sink into my head. I stare at him, not too sure how to respond to his question. I didnt feel much. The forgotten stress from school, the forgotten broken heart, the forgotten pain from the car wreak the other night. 
          "Yeah, I'm good.

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"Are you ok baby?"
           He asked, clearly worried. 
          "Yeah im. Fine."
           I struggle to keep my voice from shacking as tears roll down my face.
           "I though i heard sniffling."
           I held my breath as he said that. 'Shit' i thought, trying to come up with an excuse. 
          "Are you cold?"
           But he came up with one for me. 
          "Yeah. Its kinda cold in here." 
          I breath out a sigh. Tears still rolling down my face as he reaches over and plays with my curls.