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No!
Fuck! No!
Panic and terror rush through me as I frantically grab my things, throwing them all back into my suitcase at an unmatched pace. All I can do is hope and pray that it’s not too late. That my leaving here will fix this.
What the fuck did I do?
I manage to get everything together in under three minutes, and I don’t even bother closing the door as I bolt to my car. Throwing the suitcase into the back, I jump in and rush to turn the car on. The tires screech against the pavement as I peel out of the parking lot.
The urge to vomit is strong, but I can’t stop. I need to get out of here. I knew I shouldn’t have come back in the first place, and that I should’ve left that same night, but I let my feelings take over again and I fucking stayed. And now I may have made it worse for someone who is already at rock bottom.
What will happen if he goes to prison?
Who is going to be there for his mom?
Please God, let this keep him safe.
I watch as I pass theThanks for visiting Calder Baysign, and it’s bittersweet knowing I’ll never be back. I’ll call Mali and Cam when I get far enough away. And my parents, because I don’t want to break them again. Our relationship is fragile enough. It’ll be okay.
Or maybe it won’t, because as I get a few miles outside of town, a hissing sound meets my ears. Seconds later, a sweet smell infiltrates my senses. I try to turn off my air conditioner, but it doesn’t stop.
Everything starts to get hazy, as if the world is blurring around me, and I pull over. The moment my car comes to a stop, I reach for the handle, but it’s too late. I can’t stay awake any longer. And I watch the world fade away.
I COME TO INa panic. My breathing is rapid as I frantically look around my car, but there’s no one there. And then I look up and I realize it’s so much worse than I imagined.
There, no more than fifteen feet in front of my car, is the same sign I know I passed—putting me right back inside the town limits. I reach down to put my car back into drive, but my hand hits a piece of paper instead. I’m shaking as I take a minute to focus on what it says.
You had the chance to leave, and you came back.
There’s no escaping now.
Welcome to your nightmare.
For fucks sake,why can’t anything ever be simple? It’s always so complicated, like everything is a gray area. What ever happened to just black and white, cut and dry? I’ll tell you what happened.
Fucking feelings came to the goddamn party.
I hate how she keeps trying to talk to me. How she thinks that she can just come back and everything will go back to normal, like she didn’t just walk out on everyone who ever gave a shit about her. It’s the most selfish and infuriating thing.
Having sex with her was a bad judgment call. I should’ve kept the distance between us—with a door in the middle, preferably. But after sitting at dinner, knowing she was right across the table from me, it was torture. She wasright there.All it would take is reaching out and I could’ve touched her. And I had to physically restrain myself from doing exactly that.
But when she showed up at the bar, I knew I was fucked.
I needed to feel her again. To get it out of my system and make the last time we fucked on my terms instead of hers. Yeah, that plan backfired, because I want her again already.
Sex between Laiken and me was always next level. The chemistry was off the charts. There was nothing better than getting lost in each other, and we both craved it more than anything else. When I buried myself inside of her tonight, I thought it would be different.
Less intense.
Lacking the spark that used to set us on fire.
But if anything, the tension between us only made it better.
She still listens to my every word. Still knows exactly what I need to get me off. And she let me pound into her like a punishment, taking every inch of me in a way no woman before her ever has.
A part of me wanted to come inside of her pussy. It’s the one thing we’ve never done, and the only one of her firsts I haven’t claimed as my own. But when being around someone makes you feel like you can’t breathe in the worst way, getting them pregnant isn’t really a risk you want to take.
And then there’s the bomb she dropped on me before she left.
