His POV
The party is now in full swing.
My throat burns as I down another cup of tequila .
She is nowhere to be seen.
me: Are you still coming?
I slip my phone back into my pocket and the music ricochets off the wall
I never intended to be next
But you didn't need to take him to bed that's all,
And I never saw him as a threat.
Until you disappeared with him to have sex of course.
I close my eyes in deep contemplation.
She's still all I can think of,
Sweet, Clarity
She opiates this hazy head of mine.
I begin ascending the stairs
Feeling fuzzy around the edges
Like I'm slipping away from
reality.
I'm stopped by someone,
Alice.
"Hi"
"Hi"
"How are you? We haven't talked in a while"
I smile
"Yeah"
She puckers her luscious lips.
And on this night
In this light,
I believe she's all I need.
Her hips between mine
Her seductive eyes
Her heated words
Her skilled tongue
No one would have to know
It would be my dirty little secret
Clarity didn't have to know
What she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
Alice could always read me
She kisses me and I realize,
I missed the feeling
The lust
The static-like sexual tension
She doesn't make my heart hum like Clarity
Clarity dressed in black from head to toe
Clarity with her phone in her hand,
Clarity with tears in her eyes,
Sweet Clarity, who saw me kissing Alice
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Cravings (discontinued)
FanfictionCRAV•ING ˈkrāviNG/ noun a powerful desire for something. ----- Clarity craves to find the love and purpose she lost along with her father Matthew craves to find something more in life that he can hold on to. Something that will make him feel alive a...
