me: i'm sorry. i was busy

I couldn't help but roll my eyes at myself as I stared at the messages. He must be so mad at me.

SP: seriously? you were so busy you couldn't even fexf me?

I couldn't help but frown at his misspelling.
me: no i'm sorry i hope i didn't worry you too much

SP: you're so rude for the i hour i didn't worry too when i was kissing another girl

At this my brows shot off my face, trying to convince myself I misread what he was attempting to type.

me: excuse me?

SP: yup i rid and she was pretty

I gaped at the message, did he forget who the fuck he was talking to? Despite my anger I could feel the betrayal attack my mind, he had kissed another girl. Probably did more than that.

I made a point to leave him on opened as I stared up at the ceiling with a hard glare. I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs.

SP is calling...

The loud buzzing drew my attention but I forced myself to ignore it only for it to start up again, and again after that.

"What do you want?" I snapped into the phone.

"I didn't you asshole! Where are you, baby?"

"I'm not your baby!" I snapped through tears. How had I been so stupid?

"Yes, you're my good little girl. Come over, Lilith." Sweet Pea cooed.

"No. Did you really kiss someone else?" Please, say no.

"Kinda. She kissed me but I moved away. You're my baby." He said adamantly.

"Who?" I snapped out wanting nothing more than to hurt her. To hurt the girl trying to take him from me.

"I'll tell you if you come over." He fought.

"I don't want to come over when I know you've touched someone else!" I hated the thought but it was more possible than I liked to think.

Anyone could take him from me. I wasn't even truly a real person, I was a fraud. I'm sure Sweet Pea was around pretty girls all the time.

Pretty girls who didn't have to live the way I did.

"I'm so angry at you but I miss your pussy. I wanna hear you scream and beg and cry for me." Sweet Pea said quietly.

"Fuck you until your eyes roll back and your legs covered in your own cum." My mind swirled with inappropriate thoughts.

His words were always my weakness.

"Come be Daddy's whore." Sweet Pea demanded.

"Show me I was right to turn down all the girls who would beg me to fuck them for a night."

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