You're gonna need this; TheOfficialHolyWater
William
For the next few weeks, I've been focusing on bringing my weight back down since my weight gain is noticeable.
Anthony and I have been together for a little over a month, so that was a good thing. He's still acting distant and odd, jerkish sometimes as well, but he's probably just going through something he doesn't want to talk about.
I feel like I've been pushing everyone away though, recently. I haven't talked to Nicholas since he came over, I haven't spent much time with any of my sisters, especially not my older two because of what they said to my parents. I've been ignoring my friends, avoiding the lunch table with them.
Everything is just shifting out of place.
My mental health and self esteem has drastically plummeted over the past weeks, and I don't what the hell to do about it..
Almost every night, I've cut, thought about cutting, or thought about ending it all. I'd never kill myself because of all the people that care about me, but it's coming to the point where even the thought of my family doesnt stop me from considering it more than once.
It was a Friday night and I was home alone while everyone's else had plans. Gabby had a college party, Lucille was working and then is going to her botfriends house, the twins are attending another sleepover, and my parents decided to have a weekend get away.
I was alone with my thoughts, and I know I will be for a while.
All evening, I've been thinking of just calling Anthony and asking him to come over. I haven't talked to him much this week and I do miss him.
Alone time with him would be nice too.
I finally decided to text him, asking him to come over since I was home alone. It took him a while to reply, but he agreed.
"You're here." I smile, standing on my tip toes so I could wrap my arms around his neck. Anthony's face brightens as he kissed the corner of my lips. "Follow me."
I gave his lips a quick peck before I pull him up the stairs, eager to have him in my room, alone.
Once we were in my room, his lips sealed with mine instantly. I hungrily kiss him back, pulling his face closer to mine.
My back pressed against the wall as our lips attacked each other's, panting between kisses.
"Damn, I missed you." Anthony spoke as he gripped onto my waist, sliding me up the wall. I yelp at the movement, trusting him to hold me in place. His arms guided my legs to wrap around his waist. I relaxed in the new position, connecting our lips again.
Anthony stepped away from the wall, holding me firmly in his strong, warm arms. My legs squeezed around him, scared that I would fall if I didn't squeeze.
He stumbles as he walked over to my bed, slamming me down into it. Anthony's lips left mine for a minute, pulling his shirt over his head.
My hands instantly roamed his exposed chest, feeling every muscle and the warmth.
His clothed groin connected with mine as he caged me between his arms.
"I wanna be on top." I grumble as Anthony moved to straddled my waist, grinding himself faster against me. My hands gripped onto his waist, moving my own quickly as I bucked my hips, creating a type of friction and rhythm.
Anthony let out a breath, "nope, I've done this before, so I'm staying on top." He throatily replied, leaning down to kiss my forehead. I just huff with a pout, continuing to rub our bodies. "Don't give me that look, baby. You can have a turn too."
