로그인The semester is back in full force, and so are the classes. Moving to a higher year should make me feel more excited than I feel now. I made sure Ander was completely asleep before coming to school to start my administrative processes. Ander and I have this weird rhythm of blowjobs, fingering and intense orgasms that make him breathless. And all of them have him at my mercy. There was once I rimmed him and kept edging till he burst out in tears. I was so startled, I let him cum immediately. And he did and pulsed so violently, I worried if it was a seizure. It's crazy, but it works for us. I'm searching on exciting recipes to try for dinner this evening that I don't realize someone is in my way until I bump into them. The scent hits me first and I tense. "Archer?"He barely smiles at me. I adjust my clothes, though there's nothing to adjust and try walking past him. He covers the door with his damn body so I can't press the code and run the fuck inside. Away from this murderer. "I
My graduation has to be one of the worst days of my life. Evana and her parents said they'd come a little later because of a family emergency, so I was basically alone in this fucking campus like a complete loser. While others took pictures with friends and families, I was itching for the packet of cigarettes in my pocket. My father, as promised sent me my graduation gift —another car and a ring to propose. He'd talked about proposing to her to keep her down with me and I nodded like I didn't feel vomit recoiling in my throat. A few of the guys I played basketball with come up to me with forced smiles plastered on their faces. I guess news spread fast that I was getting my father's company and now everybody wants to be on my good side. I try my very best to muster a pleasant expression as I look at them. "Hey Arch. Congratulations on graduating," Mike says and I stare at him for two reasons. First, who the fuck is Arch? And second, why congratulate me when you are graduating too?
Ander has been asleep for so long, I'm starting to wonder if he's dead. I'm staring at his almost lifeless and nude body. He stirs in the bed, letting me know he's awake but I don't care. My eyes are still planted on him. I stare at his scars, the most prominent one on the side of his body. It's ugly and I know it hurt. I wonder if we were together when he got it. Like a trance, I move closer to it. I know Ander feels me invading his space, but I don't care. I need to touch it. And I do. He hisses but I don't withdraw my hand. If I caused him pain, he deserves it. But he also deserves love and care and things I can no longer offer. My hand runs along his back, tracing every scar I can feel. Some I remember, others are new. "Vicky," Ander barely whispers. His voice coated with something I forgot existed to us. Lust. Pure, raw lust from running my hands down his back. I turn away from his gaze and shake my head, not taking my hands off him. "We're not like that anymore. We can't—"
Going back home felt too painful, so when Erica texted me asking if I would like to stay in her house for a while, I jumped on the offer immediately. I knock on the door still in my funeral suit and Evana hugs me. I rest a little of my weight on her. We go back in where her parents, younger sister and even her fucking dog look at me pitifully. I try to smile, but my eyes are as huge as lips right now. "It's going to be okay. Would you like some tea?"I shake my head politely. "No thanks. I'm not in the mood for anything right now.""It's okay," Ben speaks. "You can go rest up. You're free to sleep in either Evana's room or the guest room."They leave the both of us alone in the dining room. The lights are low and the curtains drawn to make me feel more comfortable. "Talk to me. I'll go crazy if you don't speak. Say something.""What should I talk about?""I know you want to talk about today. Say whatever you please.""Was the person that caused a ruckus your brother?"I look at her
Going back home felt too painful, so when Erica texted me asking if I would like to stay in her house for a while, I jumped on the offer immediately. I knock on the door still in my funeral suit and Evana hugs me. I rest a little of my weight on her. We go back in where her parents, younger sister and even her fucking dog look at me pitifully. I try to smile, but my eyes are as huge as lips right now. "It's going to be okay. Would you like some tea?"I shake my head politely. "No thanks. I'm not in the mood for anything right now.""It's okay," Ben speaks. "You can go rest up. You're free to sleep in either Evana's room or the guest room."They leave the both of us alone in the dining room. The lights are low and the curtains drawn to make me feel more comfortable. "Talk to me. I'll go crazy if you don't speak. Say something.""What should I talk about?""I know you want to talk about today. Say whatever you please.""Was the person that caused a ruckus your brother?"I look at her
My fingers thrum on the steering wheel as I wait for Evana to come out of her house. She does after a million light years, but her parents are right behind her. I try not to curl my lip because of the way they're looking at me. Pity. Her father, Ben knocks on the window for me to come out. He pulls me into a hug and her mother does too. That hug, that lasted 7 seconds each tips me off my balance. Especially when Erica hugged me. My mother is never going to hug me again. I'm never going to see my mother again. Tears slip down my face uncontrollably and Erica hugs me again. I melt into her embrace, enjoying the smell of the cookies she was baking on her. After barely restraining myself from breaking down in her arms, I break the hug. "I'm sorry for your loss honey. Feel free to come anytime you want. We're here for you."This is why my relationship with Evana is perfect. She's an amazing woman with an amazing family. The only thing that needs fixing is me. "Thank you. The both of yo







