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Although it was useless, I clawed at the cushion under me again. Tried to dig my feet into the other end of the couch.
Tats, piercings, drinking, drugs, wild sex parties.
He was snoring softly before I succumbed to sleep.
He was the one to look away now. After a deep sigh, he was staring in my eyes again.
My tears had dried up by then, but they threatened to return at just the sight of my boyfriend. And as much as I wanted to run to him, I couldn't move from my spot.
Will had passed his GED the first week of December. When we'd talked to him about the plans for the living situation and Chris said his lease was up at the end of the year, Will had insisted on moving out.
My breasts were aching now, too.
Fingers pressed harder into my hips while thumbs stroked the skin on my backside.