(Nice) Or naughty?
Stacy took the couch, almost falling into it as we walked in. Ryan was still attached to Madison, so I am sure they would end up in bed together. Madison walked with me to my room, "Are you alright?"
At that point, I just felt foolish. I risked so much by letting my anger win.
Fuck, what was that?
"I'll be alright. Go back to Ryan, just use protection." I teased.
She chuckled a bit, "You know I will." She used that as an excuse to bail. You think I would be used to her flakiness by now. The house fell quiet after a bit, I crawled out of my dress, just tossing it on the chair. Stripping naked, I put on a bit tshirt, ready to wallow. Whatever bit of calmness the pills were supposed to give me was overridden by the adrenaline.
My body still shook, the sorrow and rage mixed into me, I had to get this out.
