A lot of people don't understand me or get me fully and I don't blame them since I myself don't get me sometimes. So they get a few parts only and then decide that what they know is actually me me... of which is not.. I'm a bit closed off and I love my own space. I like being alone coz i don't like people.. I know, they suck and I do too for actually concluding in that. So here's a thing, people lie, they are disrespectful, they wear masks, and they turn to be a bit tiring to me.
A lot of people don't get it, that as a loner when I am around people I feel mentally and physically exhausted and I not only want to be alone, I also sometimes need to be alone to get my energy and sanity back. My family calls me weird, but being alone is my source of energy and being around people takes that energy away. This is not a joke, my family even knows so they end up telling me to leave and go back into my ro
PRECIOUS'S POVI felt like I was dreaming.I was here.. in her arms.. smelling her... her body on mine. This felt unreal.. it felt like I was dreaming..She pulled away from me and looked at me, "Du bist wunderschön..."I blushed like hell, did she know how much it drives me insane when she speaks German, "stop it, but whatever you said, you too.."She bit my lower lip, "You're beautiful.. I was saying you're beautiful..."Fuck...Someone cleared their throat behind me and I mentally hit my head for forgetting that Meagan was right here. I mean the woman insisted on taking me to Kathy so that she can confirm that she is real and not a man. I laughed and told her that Kathy and I video called before.. but she was like she wants to make sure I'm safe and give Kathy a pep talk... I didn't protest.. we both came downstairs...
After taking a bath I quickly went to the main hall where everyone else was.Nancy was looking at me.. I turned around and Layla was nowhere to be seen. I went to her, "where is Layla?" She shrugged, "the bathroom..."I sighed, and left, "please tell Meg I'm coming..""Cool.. oh... and Precious..."I turned, "yeah...?""Please take it easy on her... what we walked in on hurt her I think... She's not okay..."I nodded my head, "cool."What the fuck was happening for real.. I didn't know what was her problem. I mean she and Nancy were having a thing on the plane coming here.. Why is she always acting up whenever she sees me with someone else?I got inside the bathroom and found her washing her hands.."Hey...""Hey..." she looked at me then looked away."Layla...""What?""I saw your texts...""Yeah but obviously you were bus
"Right there....just like that.." she moaned and I continued savoring her. How her body was reacting to every of my touch... her voice telling me to keep going. It made me feel so fucken good because let's be honest, this was my first time.I kept on moving my fingers inside her and sucked on her clit the same way she did earlier.. she held my head and removed it.. I looked at her confused and she smiled then pulled me up, "come here...""Was I okay?" I asked still confused and she smiled, "you were amazing.. just not yet.. I don't want this to end yet..."She opened her legs a bit wider and pressed my ass pinning me against her. My womanhood made contact with hers and it was the best feeling ever.I smiled and started to slowly grind on her. She closed her eyes and pulled me down so that all my weight was on her and I was sleeping on top her. She sucked on my neck and let out small breaths as I quickened my g
Love...What was it? And how did you know that you was truly in love with someone? When do you know? Does that person posses a different kinda thing. Are they unique? How? How do you know that someone is yours truly?Love was confusing sometimes, I mean there were a lot of these different reasons for liking someone in one's head or even heart... but how do you actually know which one to really listen to?Layla and Kathy were both my friends before any of these feelings surfaced. So how do you know which one to follow in this case? I loved them both in different ways... and Kathy more now that I was here and our chemistry was just beyond explanation..So why did I feel like this? Why did I feel bad for Layla for actually being with someone else and not her?I sighed and threw myself in bed. It was Thursday and it sucked like hell... Rehearsals were I don't know, a bit weird or intense since
I ran down the corridor looking on each side trying to find the colored girl. But she was nowhere to be found.. I sighed and took my phone out.I dialled her and it rang around the corner a bit far from me. I heard her curse before shutting it or switching it off.I quickly walked down there and found her sitting on the floor."Layla...""What? What do you want?""Can we talk?"She sighed, "I think you said everything you wanted to say..."I walked closer to her and sat down right next to her, both leaning against the wall. We both kept quiet, I had no idea how I'll go about this. Where do I start. I mean I didn't want the girl besides me thinking I think the worst of her."What I said back there...""Doesn't matter... it doesn't matter so let it be.. please." She said looking away from me."It matters to me. That's why I'm here.""Please... what do you want? To ap
The following week went the same too, I was kinda getting used to the way things were now. Work my ass off during the week and then see Kathy on Friday till she leaves on Sunday.This past weekend the competition took a different turn. We had to pick a paper from a cap and the country that we picked was going to battle us and the one with the lowest score from the judges was sent home.It was frightening as fuck to know that it was anyone's game and we definitely needed to up ours so that we can stay.We picked Uruguay and somehow it wasn't as terrifying because the country was number 19 on last week's performance... So we knew we stand a great chance. We did a mix if hip hop with Sbujwa (South African dance style, check it on YouTube).Layla was getting ready for her solo around the corner. She looked a bit nervous. She'd close her eyes and nervously started wringing her hands.A hand touc
I lifted the sheets a bit up to cover up the rest of my almost naked body because Jonathan was still standing by the door and looking at us.Kathy kept on saying something... The guy responded back and looked at me then back at Kathy... They exchanged other words, with Kathy looking like she was about to boil. The guy pointed at me and thenMy girlfriend sternly said something over and over again until the guy lifted his hands up then looked at me. I wasn't phased, I looked right back at him. He smirked a bit and Kathy groaned, "Jonathan, ich hab gesagt du sollst dich....""Yeah yeah.. whatever..." he cut her off and left.I turned to Kathy who looked pissed, "hey..."She sighed, "hey.. sorry about that..." then she quietly went on to her closet. She took out two shorts and two tanks.. she threw the clothes on the bed and went to lock the door.I swallowed, "are you okay? Is eve
It was so hard to find sleep at night.. how homophobic he was, how racist he was, what an awful human he was... His words lingered in my mind.. the way he talked and the way his ice cold blue eyes looked... I generally find blue eyes sexy as fuck no matter how cold they look, I mean I could look at Katharina all I like and get lost in those blue eyes, but her brother's were different.. they gave me chills anid scared the living out if me..I sighed and tossed for the 100th time as I wondered what he'd do if I were to close my eyes for a second.. Would he rape me? Kill me or just throw me out? I had no idea, but my body was restless... so I was there laying in bed eyes open looking at the white ceiling as my mind took me to thee most darkest places I've ever been too.I had no idea what to do.. I was terrified of sleeping.I turned away from Kathy and took out my phone to text someone..ME: