Fourteen

Martha

The lights were off in my room as I sat by the side of my bed, my eyes drooping ever so slightly the more I stared out of the window.

I sat up straight once more, blinking away the sleep from my eyes, but that barely had no effect. If anything, it made me feel more drowsy than ever as I struggled to fight back my yawns.

Tears sprung up to my eyes as I eventually yawned and the weight of fatigue started to creep up on me once again.

I slapped myself lightly, willing to stay up to see Alex, despite my tiredness. I doubt that I would be able to use my energy to talk to him at length and at full potential, but it’s worth a shot, right?

Instead of letting sleep overcome me, I decided to let my mind wander and keep me awake and it didn’t disappoint.

I pictured a lot of naughty thoughts and positions between me and Alex in my head and soon enough, my body started heating up under the cool air.

Usually, I stay away from thoughts like this, mainly because my morals didn’t allow me t