The Second chance at love
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und my waist so tight that my aching heart stopped for a second and beat. The first
you want to d
I told myself not to be disappointed. I was here to forget that jerk not expect h
a damsel i
act that it felt like I was looking at something metal. Every part of him was so strong
that perfect or was I only imagining things? I flipped the thought away. I did not
ere made just for each other. He was holding me tight against himself for two reasons; one, to keep me on my feet becau
han I could think. I blamed it on the alcohol. It h
ng us through the dance floor like it too was another extensions of ourselves. I was sure that
rid me of all the thoughts I wanted to be rid of. I no longer thought of him or her (I refuse t
id
ully and I was lost in the rhythm and bass. Here in this chaos
s ha
from my waist. Our chest no longer touched and the ache in my heart retur
ressing myself against him because
rds rolled out of my mouth. The three w
salivas. Pushing ourselves through a narrow hallway with flickering light
air. My breath came out in short gasps – when I had the time to breath – everythi
om of the club before I coul
I was fas
bed no doubt. I also registered the whirring sound of an old air conditioner – which must be what had pulled me out of my
I saw Raymond, laying beside me, watching me sleep as he used t
off the bed. Like cold water, it hit me. Everything came bac
h lingering on my skin, the gnawing emptiness that had returned
I did not need her to chastise me. My con
inking? My clothes were everywhere around the room and it took me about ten minutes to go around and pick them
r but that did not help, instead, i
et out of her
The stranger was nowhere to be seen, and a part o
minded myself. Last ni
that the party was over and everyone was gone, everything looked so foreign, so... Out of p
e curiously. "You are up." He commented as if I
shook my head. "No, hold on. On a second thought, I don't want to
y and messy stall. Bottles littered the floor, used and unus
hanging out in a piss hole? I cursed under my breath, ignoring both t
y throat now felt like an itch and I 'knew' that something
as I could. Dig into every memories I had but I found nothing and
uneasy. I needed to move. To run away. Ev
nder my breath as I
was close. I knew it as s