Friday, 13th December
12:34am
I wake up to the sound of loud shuffling as I try to open my tired eyes, I catch a glimpse of a figure that was standing by the window. I roll to the end of my bed and drop myself onto the floor, gently to not make any noise, and I look for the closest object that I could use to defend myself when suddenly the lights turn on and I completely freeze.
"Fuck... Where are you?" I hear a fimiliar voice ask! I get up seeing Tristan standing in my room, I rub my eyes and pinch myself to check if I was dreaming, but unfortunately, I was not dreaming!
"Woh, could you drop your weapon?" he asks with a smirk as I roll my eyes and sit on my bed dropping the bat from the side of the bed. He copies my actions by sitting on the bed next to me as his head laid on my inner thighs.
"what are you doing here?" I ask looking at him as he looks up at me
"I'm horny and you?" he says I my eyes widen
"so why are you here, shouldn't you be at Angelicas house -" I say when suddenly I'm being pinned to my bed, as he pins me by my neck, to the bed with his hand as if he was strangling me. He was on top of me now, he looked so attractive it killed me!
"for the last fucking time, babe, she's not my girlfriend, I just don't want her... But there is a girl I want, so badly, she's hot as hell, she has brown hair green eyes..."
'I have brown hair and green eyes!' I start telling myself
" her nipples are hard, her pussys wet and she just makes something in me grow... "he whispered seductively into my ear as he pressed his body into mine, I could now feel what I made grow inside him, and it felt good pressed against my 'You know what' . A moan escaped my mouth. He chuckled as he tumbled beside me and I just looked at him confused.
'I seriously thought we were gonna have sex'
"what?" he asks me with a smile looking into my eyes
"what was that?..." I ask, my voice just above a whisper
"what was what?" he asks looking away from me as he got up off the bed and began walking around my room, fidgeting with everything he saw.
"what do you want, Tristan" I ask him crossing my hands over my chest
"what do you-" he was about to ask me something when I cut him off
"you can go...get out!" I say feeling guilt and anger
"why, because I didn't fuck you?" he says as calm as ever
"what! No! I didn't ask you to pull the act you just did!" I said annoyed
"but you also didn't ask me to stop" he said walking closer to me, taking more and more steps closer as I walked back, sooner or later I was backed up against the wall. I hated the affect he had on me. It messed with my thoughts and my body. Just then his fingers caressed my left cheek as I just stared at him, and he stared at me, but then he took a step back as if he remembered something and then walked away, going out of my window.
'aughh I've seriously had enough!'