my love : book 1

-5-

Lux Pov

i walked out only to see rayne laying on the pavement.

covered in vomit and tears.

i held in a laugh

i picked up her limp body and any feeling of laughter i previously had, disappeared.

the tears. vomit.

hopelessness.

what could have caused this. not that i really care or anything. i'm just.... curious? fuck i don't know

i took a deep breath and started to walk. do i even remember where bridg lives?

no. no i don't.

i close my eyes and huff. i walk back in, with rayne close to me. i go up the stairs as quietly and as fast as i can. no one needs to see me with this chick. especially being nice to her

why the fuck am i actually doing this anyway? i questioned myself as i walked into my bedroom and locked the door behind me.

i looked down at the nasty smelling girl in my arms. i'm gonna have to change her clothes.

i sighed loudly and placed her on my bed

grabbing one of my t-shirts and a pair of basketball shorts i thought deeply as to how i'm going to lift her fat ass up and put all this on her. i looked down at her again. she really is hot as fuck. her short blonde hair is a mess right now and her mascara is smeared. her plump red lips are traced with sweat. little freckles line her nose. i shook my head and tried to think of ways i could get her clothes off. i do this almost every night. just with different women. why cant i just strip her down and put some clothes on her? maybe it's just because she's a nasty mess right now. i'll go with that. i finally just took her shirt and pants off... somehow all at once?

a man of many talents heh

my eyes lingered for a little longer than they should have. thighs that i would absolutely fucking love to be in-between right now.

anyways

i slip on my shirt over her small body and put the shorts on her. she's literally tiny and looks so dumb. yea... dumb... definitely the word i would use to describe it. i situate her so her massive head is on my pillows and she's under my covers. where do i sleep?
i paced the room for a minute. i do not want to be next to that while i sleep, but i don't really have any other choice. i got on top of the covers. this will be fine i'm sure. it was fine at first. until she turned over and her hands were on my stomach and her head on my chest. she started to grunt like she was in pain. who knew it was whale watching day. after awhile the occasional grunts turned into calls for help and thrashing around in the bed. i rubbed my head in exhaustion and annoyance

'hey rayne. get up.' i shook her slightly

nothing

'rayne. get up you whale'

still fucking nothing. instead a few tears exited her eyes. man damn. why is this my life

'hey honey. get up' i shook her more gently and lowered my voice

her eyes tightened and she slowly started to open them. as she became aware of her surroundings panic set in

'where am i' she said and bolted up

i eased her back down and kept my arm wrapped around her

'what were you dreaming about'

sleep still was begging to take her over and i think that's the only reason she talked about it

'my daddy'

i waited patiently for her to continue. i really don't care. just curious as to why she thrashes around in her sleep like a fucking banshee

'he's a real mean man'

her accent comes out a lot when she's not watching what she says. it's kind of cute

'he used to try to kill my momma. used to try to touch me. always said such mean things' her voice started to fade as sleep was catching up with her

'he always drank and did drugs'

before she could say anything else, i felt my arm bring her closer to me. what the fuck am i doing. i tried to let go i did. i don't bring comfort to people... especially to bitches i've only known for a week. but the hopelessness and pain in her voice made me pity her a bit. i shook my head and gently pushed her to the opposite side of the bed. i laid on my back. i could be in some bitches guts right now. yet i have to babysit bi rubbed my eyes again and stared at the ceiling for another 30 minutes. she grunted some more and moved around a bit but not nearly as it was before

i cannot believe i'm doing this

i placed my hand on top of hers to provide at least a little comfort and it shockingly seemed to work. i really don't care if it does....

as i stared some more i felt sleep finally try to take me away into my dream land and thankfully, it did.