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I’m getting tired of this, having to run away. Having to get others to fix my mistakes.

I am sick of myself, sometimes my own skin starts to make me itch. I look up to find myself at a airport.

They would be expecting me to take my own jet.
 I cover my head with the hoodie and keep my head low. Don’t get recognized.

I’m going away, I need to get far away from all this.

Especially, him.

Constantly watching me like, I’m a ticking time bomb only seconds from running everything.

I turned and looked up to find my flight boarding, shit I couldn’t be late…
 
As I laid in my hotel room, I turned to the side and looked at the ocean.

I thought being here would help me think straight, but every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was him.

He consumed my every fucking thought.

As I heard the waves crash against the sand, all I could think about was, him and how wet I got when I thought about the intensity within his eyes.

I pushed myself up, and began pacing around my room.

What the fuck was I feeling?

I hated it, yet the mere thought of his lips touching mine brought me to be knees.

I sat at the edge of the bed, with my legs spread open.

Their was a pressure building up inside me and I knew this feeling all to well.

Most couldn’t even get me to climax, hell sometime I couldn’t bring myself to it.

But just the thought of him had me tipping over the edge.

I brought my hand up and slowly slid a single digit into my entrance, throwing my head back.

I began to whimper, starting to become hotter and unable to control the breathy sounds, that were pouring out of me.

Slowly, I stretched myself, pushing a second finger in.

It felt so full, too blissful.

My eyes, fluttered shut and my fingers slowly pumped in and out, pushing me further and further to the edge.

I tried to ride the pleasure for as long as I could, but soon enough my finger brushed against that one spot and I came crashing apart.

The only name, I whispered as I fell apart; was his.

And from then I knew I was ultimately fucked, and I had starting going down a path; that would ruin absolutely everything.

UM HEY GUYSS lmk what you thaught of this. Ik its very short but ill be posting a longer chapter to make up for it later on. Okkk byeeeeeeee.

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