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The most disgusting sound ever woke me up. It was still dark outside. It took a couple of seconds before the memories of yesterday flushed over me. Our fight, Jake that took off and came home dead drunk several hours later. My head felt heavy and throbbing from all the crying. Jake was in the bathroom puking his guts out.
I got up and knocked on the door. “You okay in there?” I asked gently.
“No.” He groaned before he started puking again.
I felt sorry for him, but on the other hand, he had what was coming to him. This was the karma kicking him in the ass because he made me worried. I smiled but immediately felt guilty. He was in a really bad shape. Poor him.
“Ugh, I’m never drinking again.” He complained.
I found a glass of water and some aspirins for him, for when he was feeling good enough to pull his head out of the toilet. I looked at the clock when I crawled back in bed and turned on the TV, it was 3:27 a.m. There was absolutely nothing
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One part of me really longed to fuck her again, but the other part was too tired and too drained. I still had a hangover, but it was definitely better than earlier. The clawing demons had begun waking up inside of me again. They had been momentarily numbed by the alcohol and the major hangover. She was in the shower. I really needed her, just her presence and closeness. Should I ask if I could join her? No, I don’t have to, couples showered together. I took off all my clothes and opened the door to the bathroom. I pulled the shower curtain aside, she was standing beside the running water with shampoo in her hair. I stepped in under the running water like it was something I did every day. With her. Her eyes had widened and stared, and she had frozen for a second when I had pulled the shower curtain aside, now she closed them again and continued. Well, she didn’t kick me out, so it must be okay with her, though she looked… reticent? Reserved? I felt lik
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I saw he was trying to fight the anger more than ever when we woke up. Some place deep inside I knew the anger wasn’t aimed directly at me, I was just the only one there to take it out on. It didn’t make it easier, but it made it more bearable somehow. Jake was the one fetching milk today and I checked the news on the laptop in the meantime. Before I was finished, he returned. “You got anything?” He hinted towards the laptop. “Nope, nothing so far.” He sat down across the table from me, poured a bowl of cereal, and started to read in his folklore book while he ate. “Haven’t you read it like five hundred times now?” I asked in a light tone. “Yeah probably, but I might have missed something.” He smiled at me, it looked slightly strained. I finished reading the news and found the locked folder again. It was really starting to bother me. What was in it? Maybe it was just porn, I couldn’t help but laugh inwardly of that joke.
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“Jake? Jake! Take a look at this.” Val suddenly burst out and wavered me over to her with frantic arms. I was slightly perplexed but did as she said. She had a document open on the screen. I leaned in over her shoulder to read. I got more and more shocked and confused the more I read. Where the fuck did this come from? When I read the note from my dad at the bottom of the document, it was like a knife stabbed my heart and got twisted around. “Where did you find this?” I demanded, but even my voice was affected by the shock. “It-it was in a locked folder. I finally cracked the password.” She explained. It made less and less sense. A locked folder? “Seriously?” I asked her, and she just nodded. I felt something replace the shock. It started pounding in my veins. Started in my heart, that still felt stabbed and twisted, and slowly spread throughout my whole body. “This is… gold!” She exclaimed. No, this is a betrayal. Why would he keep th
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I think she was asleep. I couldn’t help but think that her being distant was connected with the fact that I had called her my girlfriend, I was pretty positive actually. I just don’t understand why. We were a couple whether she liked it or not. At least in my opinion. Why did everything have to be this complicated with her? Why couldn’t this just be easy and uncomplicated? Like before dad died. What’s wrong with being a couple? Doesn’t she want me as her boyfriend? Is this just sex to her? No, it can’t be. She said she needed me. She had said it often. I don’t know for how long I thought about this subject, but suddenly we were already here. “We’re here.” I poked her shoulder. I was actually a little pissed at her because she was so frustrating. Redheads… I walked in front of her to the reception. Don’t let it in control… I took a deep breath to calm down. It helped. When the receptionist asked if we wanted a king or two queens, I looked at her. “Val?” I let the choi
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In the corner of my eye, I caught her movement, a sweet smell hit my nose. I looked up at her and saw she was rubbing something into her neck. “What’s that?” I asked.“Aloe vera lotion.” She only said.Aloe vera lotion? What did that do? Why?“You know, it’s known for its healing properties.” She told me when I kept staring at her like she had heard my question.Healing? The bite marks. They hurt of course. I felt a demon coming forward, waved provocatively in front of me. It was bathed in guilt. I looked down at the screen again, away from her green eyes. Why did I feel guilty? I knew they hurt when I inflicted them on her, but of course, they would hurt until they healed. When I bit her, marked her, I felt some kind of… release. It felt good, and I loved doing it to her. But I hadn’t thought of the consequences. How long did it take a bruise like that to heal? A week? Ten days? And the one on
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I felt a hand on my shoulder, tugging me lightly. As I pulled the blanket over my head, I uttered a tired, resigned sound. “Rise and shine,” Jake spoke in a light voice, but still with an annoyed hint. At that sound, I sat up immediately. What the fuck? Okay, one: it was extremely rare that Jake was up and awake before me. Two: I had never heard him so high-spirited so early in the morning. I eyed him suspiciously. Why? He couldn’t help but chuckle at me. I figured the look on my face was priceless along with the messy morning hair, and eyeliner smeared on my cheek. I rubbed my eyes in the blanket and let a hand run through my hair while I was still wondering why his mood was so good. In fear of pissing him off or something like that, I didn’t really dare to ask any questions besides, “What time is it?” before I swung my legs out of bed, and started to look for some clean clothes. “9:30.” He had sat down at the table with the laptop in front of him an
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