#Chapter19

What are you doing Soaf?

You are letting him toy you.

He's using you- Again.

Suddenly I came to my senses, I jerked my hand away and stood up ghastly. What was I even thinking? This is wrong. This is wrong on so many levels. I can't let him play again. I can be another toy for him. I can't be his cover-up. I'm not so weak.

I'm strong. Strong enough to handle me. Plus, I'm only acting like some bloody hormonal teenager. Okay. Fine. I'm a teenager but I'm seventeen. I think by now I should have quiet control over my feelings or at least I can manage...