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TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!!!! Mentions suicide!

𝐾𝑎𝑖𝑙𝑦𝑛 𝑆𝑎𝑖𝑦𝑜𝑟 𝑅𝑒𝑖𝑑ఌ

I woke up and tried to move but realized i was being suffocated.

I tapped Taryn on his back trying to move.

"Can you please let me up?" I asked into his body.

He didn't say anything and i was running out of air.

"Tarynnnn" I whispered.

"Hm" He groaned.

"Can you please let me up"

"Mm m"

"Please i need to get uppp" I whined.

He moved over and i pushed the rest of his body off of me.

I walked into his bathroom and got the stuff i needed for a shower and a toothbrush.

I brushed my teeth and swished some mouthwash.

I took a shower and put lotion on my body.

I got a pack of his boxers and opened them grabbing a pair. I then took a pair of his socks and put them on.

I put his shorts and his shirt on and tossed mine in his hamper.

I walked downstairs and saw him in the kitchen on his phone.

"Morning" He said looking up at me.

I ignored him and went and grabbed a banana.

"I said good morningggggggg" He dragged.

I nodded my head and he laughed.

"You wanna be like me huh?" He laughed.

chile no

I went into the fridge and grabbed one of his gatorade's and a water.

I went and leaned on the counter opening the banana.

He sat his phone down and grabbed my waist pulling me closer to him.

He leaned down and hugged me laying his head on my shoulder.

"You like touching me huh" I said feeling him rubbing my butt.

"Give me some" He said leaning up.

I shoved the banana to the back of his throat.

He choked and leaned back mugging me.

I laughed loudly throwing my head back.

"I'm telling everyone you deep throated a banana" I said handing it to him.

He snatched it and threw it in the trash. "You so aggravating" He said.

I reached and got another one. He picked his phone back up.

"Can we go play basketball? I saw a hoop in your driveway" I said chewing my banana.

"Ion care" He shrugged. "You play basketball?" He scrunched up his face.

"I'm not bad" I said shrugging.

"Aight" He said looking at his phone.

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