𝚍𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝚝𝚎𝚡𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 - 𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚌𝚑 (on hold)

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india jalyse
i woke up the next morning to the sound of birds chirping loudly, enjoying the cool breeze of outside. it was cloudy outside, hinting that it was going to rain. i turned to look at roddy and he was still sound asleep, snoring lightly. memories from last night started to flood in and i smirked to myself. i decided to get up and cook breakfast, but i have to go to the store first. i untangled myself from his grip and he didn't even flinch.

my body was sore as hell, especially my thighs. i walked carefully to the bathroom, but my legs felt like jello and it was abundantly clear that i was walking with a limp. i sat down to pee first then got up to wash my hands. staring at myself in the mirror, i could see hickies lined up across my neck, collarbone, and chest. i stood there a bit longer, admiring my body and all the places he marked me up. this boy damn near tried to eat me last night, i thought to myself and reached for my toothbrush. i had bruises all over my hips and thighs, too. i didn't notice them until i left the bathroom to get dressed. i just grabbed a pair of sweatpants and my crocs and left my house.

for the first time since i woke up, i looked at the time. it was almost 9:30. i drove to walgreens first to get a plan b. i walked inside and went straight back to the pharmacy to grab it and a bottle of water. the cashier wasted no time ringing me up and getting me out of the store. when i got back to my car, i took one of the pills and popped it into my mouth. i opened the bottle of water and took a sip to wash it down. i put everything back in the bag and tossed it in the backseat, driving to kroger next. a single raindrop splashed my arm as i got out of the car. i can't stay in here long. i walked inside and grabbed a basket, making my way through the store. the only people in the store at the time were older, they tend to do their shopping early. it made it so much easier to get in and get out. i bought enough materials to make breakfast as well as some orange juice. i went through self check out and left the store in record time.

it was only 10:00 when i made it back home. i went inside and dropped the bags off in the kitchen. i walked upstairs to go and get my airpods. to my surprise, roddy was awake. when he saw me, his eyes lit up. "good morning gorgeous." he said with a smile. he put his phone down and gestured for me to come to him. i happily obliged, walking to my bed and sitting in his lap. before i got the chance to lay my head down on his chest, he traced his fingers along all the places he marked me up. "damn... i did this to you?" he asked, observing the bruises on my hips with an apologetic look.

i nodded and laid my head on his chest. "you say it like it's a bad thing." i giggled.

"it doesn't hurt?"

"i mean i was damn near limping around walgreens earlier if that answers your question," i joked and looked up at him, "but it was worth it." he smiled and kissed my forehead.

roddy sat up and i moved with him. "you came up here for something, right? were you doing something?" he asked.

i stood back up. "i was finna go cook breakfast if you wanna come with me." roddy wasted no time getting up and walking downstairs. "excuse me, where are you going?" i yelled from my room.

"i'm cooking breakfast. don't worry about it." i followed him downstairs and he was already in the kitchen. i didn't even try to fight him, i just sat down on the counter by the sink. i couldn't help but to just admire him while he strolled around my kitchen with purpose. he noticed me staring at him and smiled. "you know, you gotta stop looking at me like that." he giggled.

"like what?" i questioned innocently, pulling him close to me. our lips were less than an inch apart as he held eye contact with me. he had this cute little mustache growing in, i wondered if he planned on keeping it. another minute went by and we kept staring at each other. i could feel my heart starting to race and this boy hadn't even touched me. i wanted him to do something. i wanted him to touch me, kiss me, bend me over this counter and pound my shit, anything. instead he did nothing. he bit his lip and laughed slyly. he didn't even respond to my question, he just turned around and started to walk back towards the stove. I reached forward and grabbed the back of his shirt, pulling him back in my direction. he turned back towards me. "i want a kiss." i pouted, knowing i really wanted more than that.