If I Lay Here Novels & Stories

“Move over.” “Huh?” “I am going to lay with my mate, Lach, and to do that I need more than a millimetre of space.” She teased, but I don’t need to hear any more, and am already edging myself across the bed for her to snuggle into my arms…

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And wait, the sun is already high ‌in the sky! I stand up, but remembering what I heard last night, I lie down on the floor again. I am sure I won’t be missed. Besides, Princess Kissa might still be in his bed, probably sleeping and very sated. My heart pricks while I picture it out. Definitely, that’s something I don’t want to witness. This painful living should stop. I don’t want to live like this anymore!

I am not defined by what is on my body, only what’s on the inside and right now that’s hate. He turns away like I’m no threat and begins prepping his equipment. I take a quick breath and climb onto the bed. Comply, is my silent mantra. I wiggle a bit and pull the blanket up and over my back. I will not lie here with my back bare before he begins. I settle into the bed and close my eyes while listening to the sounds. The dread returns when the small noises stop.

I am laying on her chest. What do I need more? I am with my love my Aayu. Tonight hopefully I will get a sound sleep.

I walk through the long hallway until I finally reach the living room where I'm hoping the entrance to this place is. I should never have slept with him. I'm so stupid!

Because if I stay here, if I close my eyes— I might never wake up again. I collapse finally, unable to move. Hah! Shit!

So i brush away the dirt on the floor with my leg to create a comfortable space for me to lay my head, even though the room is filled and stupid insets. I lay on the ground and shut my eyes, and immediately I slept off.

I am not defined by what is on my body, only what's on the inside and right now that's hate. He turns away like I'm no threat and begins prepping his equipment. I take a quick breath and climb onto the bed. Comply, is my silent mantra. I wiggle a bit and pull the blanket up and over my back. I will not lie here with my back bare before he begins. I settle into the bed and close my eyes while listening to the sounds. The dread returns when the small noises stop.

Lucas I can't sleep and I don't know why. I keep adjust my posture to get comfortable but I don't feel sleepy at all. I tried to close my eyes but that's doesn't work. I am now laying on the bed while looking at the ceiling. I let out a sigh and look outside the window, it's still dark. I am sure I will regret this in the morning.