The next morning, I strictly refuse to let go of Farrow and he doesn’t even pretend to hate it. We don't go downstairs for breakfast, we stay in bed, going in and out of sleep to kiss each other. “You’re so bad,” I moan when he pulls up my shirt so my breasts are out and then he pulls me up until
She hangs up and bursts into tears that same second. And what can I say? He did go out with another girl and sounded like he didn't even give a shit about Bobbie. But I've seen them together, I thought for sure he liked her. I thought... they were a thing. "I don't think he even understands wha
I know what happened to Lilith and it’s not nice. They’re keeping her detained and drugged up in a single cell with little to absolute no contact. She will be used for information until the council no longer needs her, then they’ll most likely finish her off to be safe. Farrow smiled like a psych
"Yeah, we should totally abuse his power for profit," I joke, grabbing my brother for a side hug but before that he bends down to look at my leg, "I'm all good." "Hm, not that good… it looks like a pale toothpick," he teases, but Farrow is right next to us so he avenges me with a punch to my broth
Oh, god, he's going to spiral— "This is a chosen bond," she continues a second too late because my eyes were already wet, so it takes me another second to understand her words. I blink and look at Farrow, he's giving her all his attention, "It's different. A chosen bond is a lot stronger... and pe
Healer Erika stays with us a little longer, but I can't really focus on the conversation she and Farrow have about Lilith. My mind is floaty, happy and high on love. And I can’t stay away from Farrow, not even when my family returns and everyone starts harassing Healer Erika for their own troubles.
Ugh. "We need to get a house ASAP, this shit is so annoying," he growls with his angry voice as he take us both to the room, "All I want is to fuck your brains out and I have to go through a whole damn obstacle course." I roll my eyes and simply wait until we're finally in a room. A private pla
"Yes," I respond, leaning to kiss him again, "I want to take what belongs to me. I want you." "Go ahead, then," he responds, placing his hands on my hips, "Take me, Skylar. I need it too." I smile and take advantage of his willingness to stay still and let me do what I want. Human Farrow usually
And sometimes, I... I remember the way he kissed me that day. In my grandparents' basement. It was short but really good and after that, I've kissed two other boys. It didn't feel as good. "Ah! Holy fuck!" Henry exclaims when he opens his bedroom door and we see his friend Sam in Henry’s bed. The g
******* THREE YEARS AGO ******* { Bobbie, 16 years old } If my parents knew what I'm doing right now, they would make a huge deal out of it, just like the last time I did something like this. Sneaking out or lying about my whereabouts. My dad would go all crazy, yelling at me like a feral bea
I laugh, that sounds more like him. So different to me, even to this day. “Because who needs love, right?” I smirk at him. Henry shrugs. “What even is love and why do people think a spouse the only source of it?” He asks. Of course, always with his mental gymnastics, “You give me love. My parent
"I'm going to cook something, come help me," Henry says as he comes back, making me look up from my phone. I nod and get up to follow him to the kitchen, "I'm feeling pasta, you want some?” "Yes, something cheesy," I say, opening the fridge to start taking stuff out. Henry is the chef in this hous
"Alright, alright, sorry," Garrett lifts his hands in rendition, "I just was certain you guys were a thing because of something Harrison said... Anyway, I guess we can sleep together, bro, like when we were kids. Does Bobbie know that? We shared a room our whole lives and then we shared a bed for a
"Oh, Bob, I really miss having you home," he sighs, tightening his hold on me, "But I guess I had to let go of you. Even if I didn’t want to.” "Yeah, but we live ten minutes away from each other and I see you almost every day, so I don't think this is really like... a big deal," I murmur, but he's
“Okay, okay, we should sit down again before the pizza gets even colder,” my mom murmurs, so we all return to the table, but my dad can’t stop smiling and being all over her, kissing her hand and looking at her like she’s his whole world, completely forgetting about the pizza. And us. “I love you
"We love you, Mom," Vinny repeats. She bends down to hug them and kiss their heads, then she stands up again and I get up to hug her. My mom stopped growing at five foot three, so I stand four inches above her. "Are you going to get all jealous again?" She asks with an amused smile. I scoff. "
{ Bobbie } Everyday I wake up knowing I'm a lucky girl. Very few people have what I have. Such good friends, such a good job, such a good family... I am grateful, even if sometimes I act like I hate the world. I really don't. I'm just not good at dealing with frustration. Like, at all. And even