Sticks X Amy Novels & Stories

I could even see some fruit slices, various colors, the size of a thumb, sticking to the decorations of my pink dress. "For all the humiliations you've inflicted on me, you've ruined my plans, you've taken voting money from me, and you dared challenge me on stage. You know, I've liked Laird since 10th grade," Amy roared. "You dare to claim you are part of our group, but you betray me," Amy hissed while I could only stay silent, staring at the leftover ice cubes from the fruit punch at the tip of my shoe. “Stupid bitch,” Amy grumbled while walking past me.

Balls deep - quite literally - inside her. “A-Amy? What are you doing here?” Tyler asked awkwardly. “What am I doing here? In my own fucking flat?” “I didn’t- I didn’t know you would be coming home early today.” “No fucking shit Sherlock!” I screamed. Tyler scrambled to his feet quickly, pushing Charissa off him and onto the bed, while simultaneously covering himself with the blue throw blanket. “I-I’m sorry, Amy, I-I don’t know what came over me”, he stuttered, closing the distance between us.