Fuck, fuck, fuck. God, why didn't I sleep on the couch? I can't handle this anymore. This is pure torture. She shifts a bit, comes closer, and takes my hand in her chest, and I think I forgot how to breathe. I think I am going to cry. It's been almost half an hour of me trying to get to a comfortable position but failing every time. Every time I try to get back a little, she comes closer. I try to control my breathing and attempt to get out of bed for the hundredth time. Nop there's no escape from here. My morning wood wasn't going to get anywhere either, and I think I am going to die.It's been weeks of me sleeping with Ivy so she would feel more secure, but there's not been a day that I have woken up with my dick looking like a breakfast burrito. It is like he has a mind of his own now. I try to breathe and calm myself as Ivy stirs again. She turns to me, still with her eyes closed, hugs me, and kisses my cheek. Fuck me. No, she has been through hell, this is the last thing I would

''That's all for today, class. I expect you all to be finished by next week because that is the project's final deadline. '' We all slowly began gathering our books and leaving the room. I've been back in this hell for two days now, and I'm already ready to leave. Roman assured me that I could go to him if I felt uncomfortable or if someone was teasing me, even if they weren't meaning any harm. I like to solve my problems, but feeling more secure knowing that he will be there for me. I learned more about Adrian and Gray after yesterday's meeting. Adrian seems like a nice guy. He has managed to get some free time between breaks and comes to check on me, but I know for a fact that Roman was sending him. I haven't talked to him much since yesterday. More because I want to keep myself under control. I need to stop feeling like I'm going to pass out every time he comes near me and until then I try to be distant. We are just friends.I leave the classroom and go to the cafeteria. I have o

My head feels like it's going to explode at any moment. My body hasn't moved an inch since I laid down. It's like it doesn't belong to me anymore. I don't know how many hours have passed since I passed out, but it seems like an eternity. I stayed in bed because I don't have the strength to get up. My whole body aches, and every time I move, my skin gets goosebumps. It feels like a million needles are in my body, and they sting me every time I try to move. I could feel my stomach doing flips, and all I wanted to do was empty it.I shouldn't have taken so much medicine. I try to get out of bed as I feel a strange feeling forming in my stomach. I manage to stand up and use whatever I can to keep my balance. I could feel my head spinning and immediately regretted getting out of bed. I managed to get to the bathroom, but as soon as I got there, my vision went blurry and my head started to feel heavy. I used the sink to keep my balance, but my body had other plans. I felt like the little bi

"Damn it, Ivy." "Just one more shop and we are done.''''Nop I don't need more clothes. I am done buying. Just let's go home. I am starving.'' she says, getting in the car. God, it is like I am raising a child. I started driving back home, but I couldn't keep my eyes off her. She is gorgeous and the sunset does no justice to her beautiful face.''What do you want to eat for dinner?'' I ask her, and her head turns in my direction. Her beautiful eyes locked with mine, and for a moment I thought I had forgotten how to breathe.''I am starving, so it doesn't matter what I want. I just want to eat,'' she says, her baby-brown eyes still looking at me.''Okay then,'' I say parking in front of the house when we arrived. We both got out of the car, and I got the bags and headed inside. I put all of them in Ivy's room and headed to the kitchen. I decided to cook Ivy's favorite food. Chicken parmesan.I gathered all the ingredients and started cooking. Sticking to the recipe I did everything tha

c "I still hate you," I say as I open the last pop tart. He gave them to me as an apology for getting me in this Oh, but I am not going to let it slide so easily. "Oh, come on. I said I was sorry, " he says as he gets out of the car and runs to my side to open the door. He extended his hand for me to take it, but I completely ignored it as I got out of the car, stuffing my face with the last pop tart. I sniff and toss the pop tart package in the bin. My throat felt sore, and I think I might have a temperature. Roman's arm comes to my shoulders as he pulls me closer to him. I tried to pull myself away, but he immediately pulled me tighter. ''Don't you even think that.'' His hand stayed on my shoulder as we continued to walk into school. ''Can we just go home? I don't even want to pass this class.'' I say as I try to give him my 'innocent' face. It works like a charm. ''First, don't be this dramatic. The doctor said you were fine. And no. We aren't going home. We agreed you have to