Angelo pushes me onto his bed. It's must be a king size because it's fairly large.My mind is going wild and the fact that Angelo is kissing me isn't helping. His hand slides under my shirt and traces random lines on my stomach sending little tingles throughout my body. If I was thinking normally, I would be thinking about my stomach fat.He breaks away from the kiss and looks at me with his ice blue eyes, then at my ' This girl loves Sam Smith' t-shirt. He lifts it slowly as if he thought I was going to stop him. I don't know what i'm thinking anymore. One side of of my brain is screaming stop him, what is wrong with you? The other agrees with my raging hormones, lips and the fire inside of me . Truth is I don't want him to stop right now,
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"Myunderwearissoaked." I blurt out.
He raise his eyebrow in confusion and then it turns into frustration. His ice blue eyes urge me to tell him.
"My underwear is soaked." I say looking away from the ice blue orbs.
He turns my face so that my eyes look into his beautiful ones. He then kisses me and his hands slides down into my underwear. I gasp instantly and pull a way from the kiss.
He continues to rub it, my clit. A erupting of moans escape me. He starts to speed the pace up and more moans erupt. His phones suddenly rings. The thing about his phone is that it reads out the contact when it rings. The caller was Katrina and his hand stops in it's place. Kat. I slowly get up from under Angelo and crawl down off of his bed. I carefully pick up shirt and trying to look from my bra which Angelo chucked somewhere. Giving up, I start to walk put of his room but no before saying.
" Your sister wants you to chip in for your moms birthday present." I dash down the hall knowing that he probably doesn't even know who I am and I stupidly jump into to bed with him. I can hear him trying to call me, but not knowing a name. This is probably the first time he realized I exist and it has to be in his …show more content…
As soon as the door shuts,I slide down against it and let the tears fall.
How could I be so stupid ?
Someone knocks on the door. I don't answer. I'm not heart broken and I don't feel anything. How did I let myself cry? I'm crying because of my stupidity of letting him get to me.
"Char?" Angel calls from the door. I can hear her slide down against it." Are you crying? You never cry." She's right. I didn't cry when my cat died, when I had to go to the hospital because I supposedly 'fell down the stairs' or when I got that knife wound. I was stronger than that, but right now I feel bad. It wasn't that I like Angelo or that I felt bad for Katrina. I never let my feelings get in the way of life because I'm always on guard. I never let it down. I need it to protect me Emily and I. "Talk to me Charity. Please babe." She sounds worried. I hear the key jingle in the hole and she opens the door. She slides down next to and hugs me tightly as I break down in he shoulder."It's okay." She tries to smooth me ,but I can't believe I allowed that to happen. 'You're a stupid whore who can't keep her legs closed.'The words that cause run in my head, like a movie set on
"Myunderwearissoaked." I blurt out.
He raise his eyebrow in confusion and then it turns into frustration. His ice blue eyes urge me to tell him.
"My underwear is soaked." I say looking away from the ice blue orbs.
He turns my face so that my eyes look into his beautiful ones. He then kisses me and his hands slides down into my underwear. I gasp instantly and pull a way from the kiss.
He continues to rub it, my clit. A erupting of moans escape me. He starts to speed the pace up and more moans erupt. His phones suddenly rings. The thing about his phone is that it reads out the contact when it rings. The caller was Katrina and his hand stops in it's place. Kat. I slowly get up from under Angelo and crawl down off of his bed. I carefully pick up shirt and trying to look from my bra which Angelo chucked somewhere. Giving up, I start to walk put of his room but no before saying.
" Your sister wants you to chip in for your moms birthday present." I dash down the hall knowing that he probably doesn't even know who I am and I stupidly jump into to bed with him. I can hear him trying to call me, but not knowing a name. This is probably the first time he realized I exist and it has to be in his …show more content…
As soon as the door shuts,I slide down against it and let the tears fall.
How could I be so stupid ?
Someone knocks on the door. I don't answer. I'm not heart broken and I don't feel anything. How did I let myself cry? I'm crying because of my stupidity of letting him get to me.
"Char?" Angel calls from the door. I can hear her slide down against it." Are you crying? You never cry." She's right. I didn't cry when my cat died, when I had to go to the hospital because I supposedly 'fell down the stairs' or when I got that knife wound. I was stronger than that, but right now I feel bad. It wasn't that I like Angelo or that I felt bad for Katrina. I never let my feelings get in the way of life because I'm always on guard. I never let it down. I need it to protect me Emily and I. "Talk to me Charity. Please babe." She sounds worried. I hear the key jingle in the hole and she opens the door. She slides down next to and hugs me tightly as I break down in he shoulder."It's okay." She tries to smooth me ,but I can't believe I allowed that to happen. 'You're a stupid whore who can't keep her legs closed.'The words that cause run in my head, like a movie set on