Enemies

by Tijan

“She doesn’t usually drink or do drugs. She hates not feeling clearheaded.”

There was a dark place in my heart that he contributed to.

He was here because he cared, just not enough.

“Stone!” I was over to him in a flash. “Oh my God! Oh my God!” He couldn’t hurt his hands. Not his hands.

“I left you before. I gave you space. I’m done with that. Fuck whatever you think. Just fuck it. Fuck this enemies shit between us. That’s done. Got it? I’m not walking, not again.

I could leave, do my job, and scoop her back in my arms afterwards. Her. Me. Our bed. Yeah. It wasn’t my bed anymore. It was ours. She just didn’t know it.

“I was going to tell you that I love you. That I didn’t care what you were planning for your future, because I am your future and that I loved you and that was that, but you beat me to it.”

My dick stopped working unless I only thought of you.”