#ghostwritcr

[slumpcd]

bella had left her window open, knowing that sooner or later he would climb through it. both had been busy and they hadn't gotten any time alone in a few days, which left her body aching for him. they were in her bed, knowing that they were playing a dangerous game. sure, her door had a lock but the walls were paper thin. " don't tease baby ... " legs were spread wide for him, knowing that her cunt was sopping wet. // @ghostwritcr

[slumpcd]

she hated showing herself weak or anxious and it always manifested in keeping her up late at night without being able to fall asleep. neither family or friends knew about the insomnia, that was how she liked it. still ... bella couldn't help but to pull up dominics contact — staring down at his name until it was blurry. she wanted to see him, to have him close, to see his annoying smile when he teased her. on a quick whim, she typed him a message. ' hey, what are you doing rn? ' it basically sounded like a booty call but she didn't know what else to say without hinting at how she was feeling. ' i guess i can't sleep tonight ' again she pressed send. and then the thought appeared — maybe he wasn't even awake. then she would certainly think her messages would look pathetic in the morning. she let go off her phone, taking a deep breath while sitting up straight. thinking about him while not being physically near, made her feel sick. he made her feel so many things — she both hated it and loved it. but isabella knew that her mind would quiet down if he was there with her. // @ghostwritcr

[slumpcd]

to say he felt like shit was an understatement, it was much worse than that. shit. he recognized the annoyingly white walls and the fluorescent lights in the ceiling. the hospital wasn't unknown to him by now. max groaned softly, trying to sit up. he didn't remember what had happened ... the last thing he remembered was the party. dominic and riley ... oh no. that was bad enough because she didn't remember anything else. max turned his head slowly, realizing that he wasn't alone. riley was there. throat felt as dry as sandpaper. " riles? " // @ghostwritcr

[slumpcd]

" agnes! " he hadn't seen her in years but looked just like he remembered her. dark long hair and tan skin. julian had heard about her brother passing, making the family to pull out of racing completely, or at least that was what the papers said. " how long has it been? " after a few wild years he was starting to come back to his hometown, seeing his old friends again. // @ghostwritcr

[slumpcd]

exams were coming up and that meant that chiara and him were pulling a late night study session. it seemed like she had gotten pretty wrapped up in making him succeed too. books and papers were scattered around his already messy room. after sitting by the desk for hours, they ended up on the bed where she were quizzing him. he'd laid down for a second and eventually ... eyes closed and he drifted to sleep and when he woke up early morning it seemed like it wasn't just him. chi had come up next to him, cuddling into his side. sound of her soft breathing and smile pulled at the corners of his lips. isaak would love to linger just a little longer but nature called. so how the fuck would he get up without waking her? the hockey player did his best, to pull his body away from hers but he wasn't as graceful as he could be on ice. " shit — i didn't mean to wake you ... " // @ghostwritcr

[slumpcd]

devon hadn't been able to stop thinking about him. the touch of his lips still lingering long after they parted ways. but then she had to go out there and be the supportive girlfriend for the cameras. kissing him felt nothing like kissing shiloh. he set his whole body aflame with only one kiss. so when the brunette got ready — hair curled, makeup glowly and a new silky dress hugging her figure — would she see him at the party? her boyfriend was supposed to be there but had other business things to attend so she went alone. most people there knew who she belonged to anyways. she gladly accepted a glass of champagne as she was welcomed inside. eyes scanned the crowd and there were a few men she would be talking to, men with accounts too big. devon spoke to a few friends until her champagne was gone. making her way to the bar to get another drink — she saw him. with another girl, a really pretty one. long hair and a great body. of course he wouldn't come alone, he had to play the part of the playboy. why was she annoyed by it? " mhm, so you do dress up? here i thought that one piece was the only thing you owned. " devon teased, trying her best to act like her normal self. the femme leaned against the counter, ordering a drink for herself. // @ghostwritcr

[cocained]

"i’ve never missed a target that close in my life. if i wanted to kill you, i would’ve."

[cocained]

"why are you talking like we'll never see each other again?"