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“You must be conflicted huh? How does it feel like to be the center of attention again?” Elizzy's lips were curled up as she spoke, her nose scrunched and her an eyebrow down. Fixed in a concentrated scowl.

   Munachi rolled her eyes and tried to figure out why and how she was currently alone with Elizzy.

    She remembered seeing Jasmine and Silvana go outside their shared hotel room—six girls to a room—three minutes ago. Nonso wanted to speak to Silvana but Munachi knew it was code word for sleep with, Jasmine wanted to sight-see, but, she wasn't sure when or why her other roommates had left.

  Why they'd all left her alone with Elizzy.

  “Again?” Munachi repeated and Elizzy frowned.

  “Yes again. Ever since you were Numb, you always just had to draw attention to you!” The irony in her sentence jerked Munachi up from her bed, she dropped the chemistry practical workbook on the floor beneath her and stared at Elizzy.

    “I think I did the opposite of what you're accusing me o—”

  “Oh shut up!"

Ah ah?

"You spilling your food over Rooney's crotch was just your own way of getting his attention wasn't it?”

  Huh? Of course not.

“No.”

  “Stop lying, it's not like I'm going to beat you or anyshit like that. Just accept it, you did that to get the attention of the one guy you knew wouldn't have noticed your existence for years to come. You did that so Rooney Edwin would know you exist, your plan worked. ” Elizzy stated out with a suggestive tone, making his voice begin to echo in Munachi's head.

   “Yeah, I know you. Munachi Odumba, remember? We attended the same primary school?”

  Four years ago, he'd said those exact words to her. Four years ago they'd bumped into each other almost like they were the main characters in a cliché movie scene.

   He'd stared at her eyes and she'd stared at his as unspoken words were exchanged between them, four years ago she was Numb. Now she wasn't, now his eyes were blank and uncaring.

  Now they were foreign. Strange. Alien.

  “Okay, fine. I did it, I did all that to get his attention. Are you happy now? My plan was exactly what you just said. You don catch me. Can you please leave me alone?” Munachi begged tiredly, she wasn't going to argue with Elizzy or correct her or even say another word to her anymore.

  Elizzy could believe anything she wanted for all Munachi cared, Rooney's voice in her head had instantly drained her mentally. His voice made her feel weak and exhausted as more flashback scenes and voice effects started repeating in her mind.

"My mother loves you a lot Munachi and if your mother kicks you out of her house because of what I said in anger then you can come live with us instead. "

"We're relocating in a couple of months and I'm never coming back to Nigeria again. "

"You'd be going to school today, can't you at least sneak in your phone. Please Muna, don't be scared. I just, I don't know how I'd survive without talking to you this long. "

"Okay, let me get this straight... you were supposed to go to Lagos this midterm but your dad suddenly had to leave the country, correct? Hah! At least you're out of that hellhole called EA and SS1 first term is half way done too. You can attend another party next term. I don't see why you want to go but we're not together anymore, I can't say shit on that. "

"The international number you're trying to call is currently switched off, please try again later. Thank you. "

Calling... Calling... Calling...

Ringing...

"Hey Rooney, it's me Muna. Your phone number finally went through but I don't know if you'd get this voicemail. First term holiday is almost over and I haven't heard a word from you, I miss you so much and I don't understand why you're not responding to me on WhatsApp but then again no double ticks and your dp is now blank, but you wouldn't block me right? I believe you deleted the account because now when I search for your contact I get an 'Invite to WhatsApp', Arthur said the same thing too but he thinks he's blocked on WhatsApp and Nonso said you're opening their messages on Instagram, reposting memes and leaving them on read so it really looks like you just blocked everyone but I don't think you'd block me too. I just hope you're safe, please be safe. "

Calling... Calling... Calling.

Unavailable.

  Elizzy watched Munachi break down and smiled, she crossed her hands over her chest and replied, “Yes, yes I am.” and continued speaking.

  “Although I already knew, so.. I've just like confirmed it. Enjoy your internal conflict! Taar dah! Tschüss! ”
  
Elizabeth turned and walked out the door with a happy-bounce in her steps, she was heading towards the Banquet Hall they'd announced hours ago as their dining room.

    Munachi stared at the girl who Nonso had sex with under her, the girl who'd been there when her abyss into Emerald Academy began, she watched her leave before she huffed and crashed on her bed, her face slamming into the pillow in front of her.

Just when it finally felt like the abyss was finally closing up, Rooney showed up.

When does the torture end.

She needed to rest and reflect on why Elizzy's words rose up strange emotions and repressed memories in her.

  The chemistry practical workbook on the floor was going to remain there for some time.

   In the dining room, Elizzy had just walked in.

  Stage one of her plan was complete, she'd gotten the trick Munachi had used to seduce Rooney. She was all smiles as she grabbed a plate and a spoon. The banquet Hall was perfect for her, provided her an assortment of local and international meals to pick from.

    She couldn't remember what they were served the night Munachi had spilled over her food but she already had all she needed. A plan and a plate of food

    She picked up a spoon and pushed it into her plate of rice and banga soup, and giggled.

  Perfect

Fate was on her side and a manipulative gene she possessed guaranteed it.

     She'd sent someone in her class to call Rooney out from his room minutes ago before playing the 'bad cop' role on Munachi, attacking and blaming her like she'd watched them do in movies, she'd paid him a thousand naira to distract and occupy him until she was nearby, an extra five hundred naira to shove Rooney forward immediately, once she walked by—five hundred because she'd calculated the risk of him blaring out on the poor boy like he'd done to Kenelum years ago and knew it was bound to happen.

  The five hundred naira was like a pre-consolation fee. Also a shut-your-mouth-up-and-don't-tell-anyone-I-paid-you-to-push-him fee.

   Everything was going to be like that night and then she could gradually apply the other stages involved in her plan of wining his heart.

   Tyler just had to play his part... Very well.

  Elizzy put her head down and tried her best to act scared, tried to act like the way she always saw Numb.

  As a scared and idiotic girl.

  Maybe after the success of her plan a lot of people would stop underestimating her, maybe they would see her for who she truly is.

   An intelligent, beautiful and caring soul.

Rooney naturally had a way of highlighting any girl he claimed as his.

She'd seen it for a short while with Chiamaka and she'd seen it with Munachi even till today.

 Lol, he'll claim me. I'll be his.

I'll be highlighted and I'd be seen.

She looked up and saw Rooney scratch his hair in annoyance.

   Rooney was trying to understand why this guy he'd barely talked to his whole life was explaining Messi's goal to him. Why he himself as a person even agreed to go outside with him in the first place.

   Couldn't Tyler see that he didn't care?

Why couldn't he discuss his least favorite sport inside? Why outside? At least inside he could pretend to be listening before falling asleep.

  “Guy I'm telling you, he's the real GOAT.”Tyler exaggerated the word 'Goat', spelling out the letters before pronouncing it and Rooney decided he was done listening to him.

  “Dude, what's my fucking business now, I don't give an actual sh—fuck!” Tyler suddenly roughly pushed the sides of his body, making him slam into something.

  Why did you just push me and ow, what'd I land on?....

No. Who.

  A loud cry immediately told him who. Elizzy's cry was out of script, something she'd never included in her plan, but only because the fool she'd hired just shoved Rooney with unnecessary extra force, he'd made Rooney's chest violently collide with hers, painfully, so hard she was now on the floor and her entire chest area felt like it was burning, and the oil from the banga soup had lightly smeared her nightwear.

Smeared her shorts and singlet.

    Rooney scowled and turned to look at the Messi fan, a rush of anger quickly moved through his veins when he stared at empty space.

He was gone.

    He looked away and stared at his body, the plate underneath him wasn't broken but it's content was littering the floor around him, white cooked rice, cooked meat and a chunk of something that looked like banga to him on a small heap of rice.

  With a scowl he noticed an ugly brown stain on his shorts and shifted his gaze slowly till he was glaring at Elizzy who now had tears in her eyes, seconds ago she'd tried to stand up but it felt like her right leg was on fire.

  Her thigh felt like it was burning up.

   She'd definitely not calculated the possibilities of this happening.

His impact on her was excessive, her right ankle had failed to balance out the force and it rotated slightly out of place.

  Rooney took deep breaths in as he reminded himself that this wasn't her fault, if anything he was to blame for her being on the floor with his crotch area stained.

    So blaring out at her would be pointless, no matter how embarrassing the entire situation felt all he could do was take a deep breath in, then he stretched his hand out and tried to help Elizzy up on her foot, foot because she kept moaning out in pain every time her right leg foot touched the ground.

Foot because she was now trying to balance on one foot.

  Just great, I broke her leg.

Now she's my responsibility. 

“Can you walk with it?” Rooney asked as calmly as he could and Elizzy shook her head.

She couldn't even put pressure on it. He sighed deeply as she rested her head on his shoulder and looked up to admire his nostrils and lashes.

  He wrapped his arm round her waist as he supported her frame. She was light and Rooney was thankful to God for that.

  It'll make it easier for him to carry her to her room and that wasn't even a task he was looking forward to.

Munachi Odumba was her roommate for the night.

He didn't want to see her at all especially not with another woman moaning on his arms.

   “And there's no healing bay or hospital in here.” Elizzy groaned out to him, Rooney nodded absentmindedly and slowly pulled his arm away from her body.

Now she seemed stable to him. Stable enough to stand on her own.

  Elizzy instantly cried out when his hand fully left her waist. It didn't hurt when he removed his hand but she felt like she had to, she had to cry out just like she thought Munachi would've just so he could return his arm...and he did.

   Elizzy wished someone, anyone she knew could come outside and see them in this position, but she immediately rejected her prayer when it dawned on her that they'd probably offer to help her and Rooney would definitely and happily abandon her to them.

   Things weren't going according to her plan but she'd be lying if she said she didn't love how fate was aligning things in her favor...even though it came with a price of pain.

   With the way he was holding her, she could skip certain stages and go straight for the kill.

  “It's not that bad.” Elizzy murmured into his ear, her lower lip slightly grazing his earlobe and Rooney felt circuits in his body light up.

Felt like most neurons in his brain had just lit up.

  “Are you sure?” He asked and Elizzy internally did a cartwheel, she'd never heard him speak like this... Especially not to her.

   He sounded so nice and sweet and cute and sexy and.... Fuckable.

  No barbie.. No, don't think about fucking him. Think like Numb would've.

  Think stupid.

“Yes, just a foot massage and I'll be good.” Elizzy bargained slowly, gauging his reaction with each word she spoke.

Rooney frowned and wondered who would do the massage.

  This is your fault, so help her.

My fault!?

  It's that fool's fault. He pushed...

...Me.

Kenelum... Hmn. Munachi.... Me.

  Deja vu.

So, I guess this means I have to help her or something?

   I could just carry her to her room and dump her there, someone would definitely help her.

  “I'll take you to your room—”

  “No!” She squeezed his bicep and he groaned.

Elizzy let go of his arm and ironed down the rumple she'd put.

No barbie, you're messing up.

  She wouldn't had yelled out no, you sound desperate. Fix it barbie.

“I'm sorry, but please no. No one there would want to help, they'll either make it worst or they probably won't even help. Please Rooney, it's just a massage please? I mean, you wouldn't be doing this if you hadn't fell on me.”

  She couldn't help but thank God for the gene she was blessed with. 

  Made if far easier for her to employ Emotional blackmail.

  “I didn't fall on you. ” His voice was back to sounding like the normal him, back to stiff and uncaring.

  Something was changing. He certainly didn't like her pushing the blame on him, he knew it was his fault but technically he was a victim of that foolish Tyler.

  What was she trying to do?

Why was she trying to blame me for something that was clearly an accident?

Why did she want me feeling guilty?

“I know. Please?”She switched tactics, blackmail wasn't going to work on him.

  It was far too obvious he had some major resistance against that mind game.

   Rooney thoroughly thought things through and only when he saw he had nothing to lose, he sighed and agreed. “Fine.”

   Elizabeth grinned and purposely dropped her right feet on the marble floor just so she could moan out again.

  Elizzy panted slowly and whispered in Rooney's ears. “You know if anyone see you doing this, they'll think something else.”

  Rooney nodded. “What are you suggesting?”

His stiff usual voice was back. She'd lost the effect she formerly had on him.

Ouch.

  “I know somewhere no one would be at. Where we can be alone.” She whispered again, directly into his ears, now it felt like she was suggesting a secret make-out spot.

  He was obviously going to accept if she were.

“Where?” He smirked at her and licked his lower lip.
Elizzy smiled.

  He was so sexy.

She described the location of a deserted room she'd found out when she was exploring the hotel and Rooney nodded once he'd created a mental map in his head.

   Now the only problem in her way was the distance, she couldn't limp all the way there with her hurting foot.

   Her room was far more closer and even he knew that, he could just abandon her instead of walking the distance.

  How does she fix her leg?

  Rooney solved her problem quickly while she thought up new solutions by picking her up, he picked her up so easily she felt like she was as light as a feather in his arms.

  Elizzy cuddled against his chest and closed her eyes marveling at how easy and perfect everything was turning out.

   She sniffed him subtly and moaned out quietly, now she was skipping over additional stages in her plan and there was just a handful of things left for her to do before he became hers.

   She tried to wiggle her right leg and surprisingly she felt no pain, she cautiously wiggled her leg over and over again until she remembered the danger of being healed.

  Rooney wouldn't need to give her the massage.

He wouldn't even need to carry her anymore. So she dropped her leg carefully and hoped Rooney hadn't seen her easily move her leg.

   His body moved gracefully with her in his arms, she felt like she was at home with the way his heartbeat thumped against his chest and with a wide smile, she took a deep breath in and closed her eyes.

Rooney opened the door and turned the lock behind him, he scanned his new environment like it was a chore with his eyes.

Where ever he was at was no doubt abandoned.

    There was a wooden chair at the center of the room, the only furniture in there.

   He carefully placed her down and really looked round the small room, a room that reminded him of the last actual room he'd fucked Tiana in.

   While he did so, Elizzy gawked at him. Admired him and worshipped his body.

  He was so tall. With a body that fit.

Would he agree to have sex with her without a condom because if he did she was down and ready for it even though it was not in the plan, his slight moustache above his pink lips were fascinating and arousing, she wanted the feel of the moustache in between her lips.

The light thumping in her foot had considerably reduced, her leg didn't even feel like it was on fire anymore but now on the ground and not floating in air a mild pain was now present but she knew she could walk with her legs if she tried.

  It wouldn't hurt to spread them.

Numb wouldn't do that.

Stick to the plan.

“Raise up your right foot. ” Rooney's sudden order brought her back to reality and Elizzy looked down.

  She obeyed, she'd raised up her right leg too easily at first but she slowly dropped it once she remembered she had to be in pain.

   If he figured out her leg didn't hurt again they'll be no way he would massage her, if he doesn't massage her foot they'll be no way to get him shirtless anymore.

  Another stage in her plan.

An idea popped up in her head and she acted on it. “It's hot in here. No windows.” her words sounded slurry.

  Rooney nodded at her and sat on the space beside her leg, her flip-flop was pink and somehow shiny on her dark skin.

  It was actually a nice color combination.

“Aren't you like hot or something?” She faked a giggle just like she thought Numb would've.

  Rooney looked at her and smirked. He understood what she hadn't said yet.

He understood what scenery she wanted to set.

“No, not really. Why are you asking?” Rooney picked up her foot.

“Oh nothin–mmmn.. ” She moaned out when Rooney moved his right thumb over her ankle.

   She sounded different, unlike when they were outside...she didn't sound like she was faking a moan just to act like she was in pain, she sounded like she was getting hardcore fucked.

  Rooney's smirk broadened.

“It'll hurt for sometime. It's your first time right?” Her eyes widened at his words, she wasn't sure if it was a sexual pun or just her being dirty minded.

  “Like, first time hurting your foot?” He chuckled and Elizzy would easily describe that sound as a bottled turn on, her body's temperature went up a few Celsius.

  She was afraid that if she talked he'd be able to hear the 'want' in her voice so she decided to nod instead as his fingers moved over her toes.

  “Don't worry, I'll go easy on you. I won't be too rough.” A sexual innuendo, matched perfectly with a kiss on her big toe.

   Elizzy moaned again and he smiled.

This was too easy.

In her head she was leading me into something but  oh how wrong was she.

  Now that he'd confirmed a hutch he could go straight to the point, he knew her leg had stopped hurting her with the way she'd stretched it out seconds ago.

  He wasn't stupid.

   The foot massage wasn't the only reason she wanted to he here right now and alone with him.

“Wanna make out?” He asked with a smirk and a second kiss to the toe.

  He was way too direct but with the way she was panting, no way would she reject him. No way would any girl reject him.

All his life, he'd never experienced rejection.

   Elizabeth stopped her self from nodding and screaming ‘Yes please’.

  Throwing herself at him would be her being her.

   She was going to be Numb, not Elizzy, not Elizzy that has slept with another girl's boyfriend just because the virgin girl was refusing the poor guy sex.

  “No.” She looked down. Rooney's smirk dropped.

No what?

  “No? You have a boyfriend?” She being in a relationship was the only excuse she had not to make out with him.

  The only excuse that made sense to him.

It wasn't like he cared either, she wouldn't even be the fifth girl he's been with who had a boyfriend by the side.

   She shook her head and continued. “It's not right.”

Rooney stared at her blankly and wondered what game she was playing with him, he came to a conclusion two seconds later and threw his head back in loud laughter, his laughter was meant to mock her. Or at least anger her.

   Whatever game she was playing would then be easily abandoned.

  Easy sleazy.. Just like Elizzy.

  “But fucking Silvana's boyfriend is right? Trying to steal another girl's man is right? Trying to steal Nonso is right? Like, Nonso of all people?” His words hit the right spot.

  Her eyes instantly looked up to glare at him but his scary ones stopped her midway and she looked away.  

  At first she felt insulted and angry at him for speaking to her that way only until she met his dominant scary eyes, eyes that she would readily become submissive for.

   He knows the real her.

  There was now no need acting meek and pure since he basically knew her history, that aspect in her stages of plan wasn't going to work.

  Acting like Numb wasn't going to work anymore.

     She needed to act more like what those YouTubers had told her, she needed to 'be herself'

  “The leg isn't paining me anymore. I'm not with a condom but we can do it ra–mmm...” The rest of her sentence were muffled and incoherent due to Rooney's lips being on hers, again she had now skipped several stages.

  She was in the 'save stage', the sixth and vital stage in her eight stages plan, now she could be considered for a girlfriend role especially after they just shared a kiss.

   Rooney pulled back and grabbed her wrist carefully. “Who the fuck fucks raw at age eighteen? I'm not ready for a kid”and especially not with you.

   In two seconds his lips were back on hers again, he lifted her up and draped her two legs round his waist. He tenderly squeezed-massaged her right thigh.

  Just because he could and not because he believed that she needed that massage.

  Their lips quickly synchronized easily against each other's, Elizabeth marvelled at how soft yet plump his lips felt... Never could she have imagined them to be this soft, hours ago she'd even touched herself thinking of her lips on his and now he was making it a reality.

It'd have taken her four days before she reached this stage in her plan if Tyler hadn't pushed so hard.

xx

He definitely deserved a two thousand naira tip.

Elizzy placed her hand under his shirt and moved it across the span of his chest.

  Rooney returned the favor and put his right hand under her shirt before roughly groping her, she quietly moaned into his lips.

   His skin was so soft and his chest so firm.

Exactly what she loved, her hand quickly moved down his chest and over his stomach and he pulled off her baby pink singlet.

   He dropped it below them and hurriedly unclipped her bra. They were both moving in a fast pace. In a hungry pace.

It was exactly like she imagined it would happen, passionate and rough.

From 7th grade she'd always wanted this, to be wanted by Rooney. He was the Rooney Edwin after all, member of the E³, younger brother of the D² twins; they were one of the top 5 wealthiest family in Emerald Academy, popular, brilliant, rich, pace setters behind every trend, social media influencers, models whose faces and bodies were on soap, cream and hair product advertisements, Darrel and Darren were a powerful duo and their younger brother was a miniature version of them both, related to them and there was a silent belief in Emerald Academy that just like the woman in the Bible with the issue of blood, if anyone touched just the little brother of them both they've touched the twins themselves.

It also helped a lot that he was equally attractive and mysterious.

She couldn't believe Rooney Edwin had finally touched her.

His second hand moved to her breasts as he lightly squeezed them.

  Her hand slipped into his shorts as he did so and into his boxers. He took a breath in once she touched him and another in as she squeezed him. With her right hand tightly curled around him she jerked him forward.

  Rooney's lips left hers and moved to her neck just before he bit her.

  “Just put it in, please?” She begged him, being 'herself' included begging for the complete ritual of becoming one of Edwin girls.

She needed Rooney to touch her completely.

   “Pulling out doesn't work.” “How old are you?”

“Eighteen?” She moaned out her reply. His fingers slipped into her shorts and she started feeling hopeful.

  “You get pregnant at eighteen, I become the father of your kid at twenty. Sounds stupid right? We're only making out. ” Rooney's fingers slipped in and she nodded.

   But I'm on the pills.

••

  “You were on birth control?” Baffled couldn't describe how he felt accurately.

  “Yes, I tried to tell you but my brain refused to work with my mouth.” A stupid excuse but Rooney nodded and helped her up.

   “Imagine I'd known this an hour ago. Your hurt leg wouldn't be the only reason you'd be limping.” A sly comment, a harmless comment to him but to her it made her insides burn up.

   “It's not too late, we can.” Elizabeth croaked out.

  “Missy wants a knockout round.” He chuckled and walked out the door.

   He didn't fully believe the birth control part, no way he was taking that risk.

   “Don't act like you don't.” Elizzy said lowly behind him as she shut the door

   Rooney turned and shoved her back against the wall besides it.

  He thrust his waist unto her and stared down at her. “Oh believe me I do. But, for some reason I don't believe you. You'll say anything to get fucked. Right now, you're that desperate. ” Rooney's words were sharp and insulting but his tone softened the blow, his proximity turned her on again.

   Images of his orgasm-face, the sultry look in his eyes as he licked his fingers after giving her her release flashed across her eyes and she shyly looked away but, Rooney was having none of that.

  Using his index and middle fingers on his right hand, he aligned her face with his.

  “Say you are.”

There was something new about him, something dark within him that now demanded utter submission from his sexual partners. Something he had no idea how to tame so he let it control him instead.

    Elizabeth refused to obey, the feeling she felt in the school bus was back again, she felt threatened and yet it turned her on the more.

   The dominant part of him was exciting and thrilling.

   And one thing she remembered about a Dom and Sub movie was that the more she didn't obey the more dangerous and controlling he became.

She shook her head again.

   “Say you are. ” He repeated and pressed her cheeks together with his thumb and index fingers.

  She shook her head again and the world slowly turned blank in his eyes, she was now the only obstacle he could see.

  An easy obstacle but one nonetheless.

   “Say it. ” He whispered and moved in closer, their lips was barely an inch away from each other.

   He could smell the after effect of their time together on her breath and no way was he kissing her.

Elizzy forced her face away and noticed a frozen body structure. Not one that was hiding to spy on them but one frozen in shock.

  She already knew who it was.

    And with a smirk, she turned to look at Rooney. “I am, I'm so desperate to be fucked hard by you Rooney Edwin, I want you to kiss me and make love to me.”

   Satisfied with her reply, the world colored back in.

   He took a step back to walk away from her since he'd already accomplished his short-term goal but she clearly had other plans.

  She gripped his shirt roughly and pulled him in, her lips slammed against his and Rooney almost instantly died.

   He never did this! Kissed afterwards.

Nooo. Fuck no.

He pursed his lips together and took deep breaths in from his nose, tried to focus on the action of breathing in while she sucked on lips. He couldn't push her away because there was no away, just a wall behind her.

  Pulling away was pointless, she was already kissing him.

    Now he just had to tolerate and keep his lips shut.

He knew before their 8-days excursion ended he was going to sleep with Elizzy, but if he pushed the already injured girl he was going to mess up his chance of fucking sooner than he'd like.

  She wasn't important but she had this experience about her that made him look forward to having sex with her.

  This eager-to-please air around her.

  A minute later she pulled away with a smirk and looked away.

  Rooney recovered quickly and backed away from her, immediately putting enough distance so she couldn't pull him back in so easily if she wanted to.

 Rooney felt weird, felt like her unwanted kiss wasn't just something most girls liked doing but like a calculated plan.

  Either she'd figured that he didn't want to be kissed by a mouth that'd happily swallowed and she was trying to annoy him or she just wanted a kiss.

  Those two felt odd and unusual even though they were usual and common reasons why a girl who just gave you a fellatio would want to kiss you, it didn't feel right.

  Was someone watching them?

A security camera or something? Elizzy was trying to lay claim on him and he needed to understand why.

He looked round as he talked, “You can walk back..right? Or do I have to carry you aga... ”He trailed off once his eyes met hers, standing straight and tall and less that ten feet across him.

   This... Is definitely compromising.

Fuck.

Elizzy smirked and bit her lower lip.

  Yay, barbie you did it.

  Someone I know saw us. And just the right person.

  ••
“I just want you to forget me. Forget I ever existed. Forget I ever loved you.”

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