We Were Destined to Explode ღ Bobby and Aurora
Anger was an understatement, it was furry, red hot, and it coursed through her veins, almost like an explosion. She could almost see it burn through her skin, or maybe that was the red she saw in her vision. Either way the girl had found her way into her brother's always stocked liquor cabinet. Making sure to lock it before she went. Slipping the bottle of Irish Whiskey into her bag, she grabbed her keys and made her way to her car. It was mere moments she was on the road, not know where to go, she just let her mind switch to auto-pilot. Figuring her brain would take her where she needed to go.
It didn't surprise her that her car was parked outside of his house. It did scare her though. He was old enough to be her father, fuck he was probably the same age as her father. Her mind screamed that this was some sort of repressed daddy issue, it was her only way of trying to figure out why she'd become so close to this guy. It wasn't as if she hadn't slept with men around his age before, and even then it screamed towards her mental instability and her inability to forget the past. Yet the past always came back to haunt her, in the form of petite girl that stole her heart only months prior.
Her brown eyes hardened, pushing her door open, she reached over to grab her bag, climbing from the car, slamming the door she made her way up the drive way, as if she were on a mission. Biting her lip she reached the front door, huffing silently she moved to hit the door bell, stopping herself she brushed her blonde locks out of her face doing her best to make herself presentable. Smoothing down her black tank-top, she straightened her jean shorts. Digging into her bag, her slender hand grabbed the bottle out. Hitting the door bell once it was visible so he knew well of her intentions the moment the door opened. This was about forgetting the past, and she hoped he was up to helping her.