LOGINMalia........ I'm not sure what had gotten into me, but i found myself kissing Danny. Maybe it was the atmosphere, the mood this rooftop was giving, or maybe even the story he ended up telling me, and seeing him slightly differently, I knew he was a hero to a lot of people, especially from the ones he saved on call, i knew that he cared about people despite the tough exterior he put on. Saving lives even when not on call, not everyone, not every firefighter goes through that. He was brave, tough, saved so many lives, and didn't overthink it, which shows how much he cares. I'm not sure if it was both, but I had the urge to kiss him, touch him, do things I've been fighting myself on to not do, thoughts I've been wanting to do for a while. A lot has happened tonight already, i had to stay focused on all of this instead of him i had no choice, because if i didn't, things would've for sure already escalated between us by now. When i asked the question about the other girls i was just be
Danny’s POV When I pulled up to the house and was about to go inside, the last thing I expected to see was Malia in her car, throwing her phone and hitting the steering wheel. I wasn’t sure what was wrong, but I knew that it had bothered me; seeing her like this was the last thing I wanted to witness. I wanted to make it better. Despite the effects and consequences it’d have on me, knowing how exhausted and sore my body was. Knowing I had to be back at work tomorrow, working a 24-hour shift, and wanting so badly to take a hot, relaxing shower to relax my muscles, but I couldn’t let her go to her therapy session not like this not by herself. Usually, after you work a 24-hour shift, you're off for 48 hours, but because I was still on the schedule, the chief adjusted for me to help Malia recover faster, and I wanted to be there when she went back to work. I wouldn't be working a full shift; I'd be there for a few hours from the start of the shift. Luckily, Mariah had already shared wit
Malia...."WHAT THE HELL? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME, DANNY? I heard Mariah's words from downstairs, followed by a smack, "Have you lost your damn mind? I don't know what's been going on with you lately, but you need to get your shit together." I had to admit I kind of felt bad for him, but then again, he did deserve it. Besides, he was the one who wanted to tell Mariah about the bullshit he pulled last night as the first step of proving himself to me, proving he meant what he said. It’s still early, just because he told Mariah doesn’t mean anything it was a start I’ll give him that but it’s going to take more than that to get me to forgive him, to actually see him proving himself to me which is exactly the same thing I told him last night but he didn’t care he still wanted to do it and I couldn’t stop it. “As an apology to malia and to me instead of relaxing at the house and doing whatever you want on your off day you are going to volunteer your services to help and take her to her p
Danny This was never supposed to have happened. When Mariah sent me that text, it was like something had taken over me. I knew I couldn’t avoid Dawson forever; I’d have to see her, talk to her eventually. Without even fully realizing it, my body acted on its own, not even giving my brain time to catch up before calling out to this woman from the club. It wasn’t until I saw Dawson trying to leave that I managed to gain back control. Fuck! I heard about this before, there are a lot of things that could factor into it, but there are only 2 I could think of momentarily that could make this happen. The first thing could be anxiety and or stress, if a person is extremely stressed out and worried it could take them to a state where they feel or sense that not only are you not in control of your body but your thoughts and emotions as well and I’ve been under so much stress lately especially due to recent events. The second would be what’s called depersonalization-derealization disorder, whic
Malia “Lia,” I sighed as Mariah yelled my name from downstairs, “it’s time to take your medicine,” she continued. I yelled back “i already did I took them 20 minutes ago but thank you” she yelled back upstairs “okay your welcome” it’s been 2 weeks since I was released from the hospital, 2 weeks since I had no choice but to stay with my bestfriend due to my injuries and 2 weeks of me almost going crazy. Don’t get me wrong, I love Mariah with all my heart, and I really appreciate her and all she’s done for me. The first couple of days when I came here were great, despite the situation, I was able to spend some long-overdue time with my best friend. It was a ladies night a sleepover every night we spend more time together than we had in a while due to our busy schedules but now it’s starting to feel smothering, it was as if Mariah had forgotten that I was still able to take care of myself she treated me like I was a child with a fever and it was beginning to be to much. It seemed like a
Malia……It’s been 2 weeks since I’ve been in the hospital recovering and I was ready to get out of here technically I was able to get discharged last week but they had me stay on additional week to keep me under observation so they could monitor my progress a little more even though I had already informed them that I was fine. The lacerations on my face had healed a week ago, and the bullet that grazed me in the stomach was just a scar now. I was still feeling pain in my shoulder, of course, but the only thing that was preventing me from doing anything was the surgery. My surgical wounds would take some time to heal. Within the past few weeks, I’ve been visited by Mariah, Grandon, and my co-workers, who’ve become my firehouse family. Everyone was so worried, even the chief, who was as tough as a rock. Unfortunately, not all of them had visited me. The only ones I hadn’t seen yet were Danny and June, both of whom I’d last seen was the day of the incident. I know Danny stayed with me un
Danny.. While using one arm to keep her close and perfectly in place right where I wanted her I continued to slide down in her pants, once I reached for her sweet spot she was already wet and juicy. I whispered in her ear “Wearing no underwear with me around is a bad move panda bear, you are now m
Malia….I was surprised that he stopped, not only because he did stop but also because I didn't want him to. For some reason, I couldn't help myself today. I found myself looking at him and asking him “What? What happened? Why did you stop? I was curious as to what made him stop. I looked at him awai
Malia.. All of a sudden my body temperature went from cold ass hell to hot as fuck and it wasn’t from anger. “Fuck! Thank goodness” I said to myself as relief began to fill my body but unfortunately, the feeling only lasted a few seconds until I realized that the fucking power went out. “Damn it”
Malia…… I walked into my house slamming the door. Danny went too goddamn far, he had no right whatsoever he doesn't know anything about me or my life and what I’ve been through he doesn't get to judge me especially when he has no fucking idea what he's talking about. Although the heat from my blood







