Want To Forget

[Travis’s POV]

I sat quietly as Marissa let out all the emotions she was feeling. It killed me to see her like that and know that there was literally nothing I could do.

In a way, I understood how she felt since I lost my mother too, but I was so much younger than her and didn’t have the opportunity to spend as much time with her as she did.

"Travis," Marissa murmured, tightening her hold on me.

"What is it?" I asked.

"I want you."

Confusion rolled through me as I felt the desire that was beginning to build up in her. However, I couldn’t find it in me to refuse her request. If anything, this was an act of desperation to forget what was happening, and who was I to deny her?

Nodding, I quickly scooped her into my arms and made my way towards our room, all the while ignoring the curious gazes that were burning holes in my back.

Once we were inside, I locked the door and made my way towards the bedroom, only stopping long enough to kick off my shoes.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked aft