We where laud on his couch, spooning and talking. We where talking about all the things that had happened and just getting to the point
Tyler had slept with Debby the night previous but he was drunk off his tits and so was she. I had kissed Brendon but it meant nothing, just a comforter
Patrick had said a few hours ago that Brendon broke down in front of everyone, screamed at Dallon and almost flipped the table onto Patrick and left them. We had no idea what was going on next door but he heard occasional bangs and screams. They weren't violent screams though
"Tyler?" I mumbled queitly, I was slightly exhausted from the experience. It's the best I ever had and it wasn't even the most he could do
"Yes, princess?" Ty snaked a hand to my hair and began playing with it
"Do you smoke?" I curled closer into his torso
"Not anymore" He smiled against my neck and pressed a soft kiss into it
"Good" I yawned slightly before fluttering my eyes shut. I felt his other hand begin to rub circles onto my stomach
I drifted off, safe and sound
Short chap with a lot of fluff yo
*sign language for go to hell*