"Do you trust me?" He asked, Trailing his hands up and down my body, causing me to shiver.
"Yes." I replied, softly.
"Good." I felt him hover over my body, "You should."
He began to trail kisses down my neck,
"What's your safe word, Esmeralda?"
"re...
< Chapter 9: My Sage > [ Song ] < Manila Ice - Eyedress > __________
Friday morning. 5:30 am. No car. I was dressed and ready for school. I wore low-rise jeans, with a black belt, a black long sleeve shirt, with piles of necklaces, bracelets, and rings. I paired it with a small off-white purse, and black converse. I had my hair in a low bun.
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ESME'S OUTFIT
I just needed a ride to school. Just call Rosslyn.
Stop being a pussy, Tate. You have to own up for your shit.
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Rosslyn: Yes?
Me: Hi, can you please give me a ride to school? Julian has my car.
Rosslyn: Tate, you know I don't have a car. Romeo drives me.
Me: I know but I know you're pissed, and I wouldn't ask Rome to drive me unless you're okay with it.
She was quiet for a minute...
Rosslyn: On our way. Just promise me we'll talk?
Me: Promise.
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"Hey!" I smiled, as I got into the back of Romeo's red car, "Thanks again."
"It's no problem," Romeo reassured.
"Ross? I'm sorry."
"Em.. you don't have to apologize. There was no reason why I should be pissed. I just want you to get help, please." Her voice was almost pleading.
Stage 5 of greif: Acceptence
"Fine. If it means we won't argue like this, I'll see a therapist."
She let out a surprised gasp, "Really?"
"Yes." I rolled my eyes.
"Promise?"
"Promise."
She held out her pinky and made me pinky promise, something we've down since we met.
"Thank fucking god. I don't think I could handle another day of you guys bullshit." Romeo laughed.
