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Some time has passed and Ellie has seemed to back off a bit. I mean, I don't know what I was expecting after that night. Maybe the idea of us actually dating was completely one-sided and I was delusional for thinking that we could be actual girlfriends. I felt like I was going in circles, chasing my own tail. I've thought about the things she's said and began reading in between the lines about I should stay away from her and I'm starting to think there's a reason for that. I wanted to be patient with her. Anyone could tell that she's been through some stuff without her even saying anything. I wanted to hang on to what we had, what could be. I wasn't perfect and I had my own issues, but I genuinely thought I could be good for her. Then again, maybe that's my own desperation telling me this.

I had arrived back to the room and wasn't all that surprised that it was empty, I sigh in frustration. To be fair she could still be in class, but that's part of the problem. Whenever I try to ask her where she is or even text her trying to meet up even if it's for a shitty lunch date, her excuse remains the same. 'Sorry class is running late.' It felt like such blatant bullshit. Does she think I couldn't tell what she's doing?

I start to get out my papers fully intending on getting shit done for class, but my mind was occupied with her. I pick up my phone, selecting her name and opening up our text history. My fingers drift over the keyboard. "Hey-" Backspace. "Can you help me with homework?-" Backspace. "Why are you ignoring me?-" Backspace. "This so so fucking stupid." I audibly huff to myself, tossing the phone to the side of me on the bed. I annoying open a textbook and flip through pages. Pissed that she was doing this to me again but even more pissed by how much it effected me. Couldn't focus in class, distracted by my thoughts of her and confused by her constant fucking mood swings. I stare at the numbers on the page already thinking of the next distraction when a knock at the door did it for me. "Come in!" The door swung open and that familiar loud and overly bubbly voice announced itself as my friend liv. "Helloooo." Her sing-songy voice wasn't really what I had in mind for a distraction. "Hey liv." She looked at me disgusted that I hadn't matched her high energy. "What's your deal?" I flashed her the homework in my hands and that seemed to convince her. Taking a seat next me and looking at the papers. "Sorry bitch, but I can't help with that." "Well, thanks anyway." I didn't want to talk to Olivia. Sure, going into college she was my best friend and has been since childhood but we're polar opposites and being in college together only seems to magnify that. "Where's your dickhead roommate?" Her choice or words strikes a nerve but at the same time maybe she was right. "Uh- class." She nods and purses her lips mischievously, so obviously wanting to say something but was holding back. "What is it liv?" I remained monotoned and annoyed. "Sooo- we wanted to go out tonight, but we need a DD." "And?" I already knew where this was going but I was praying I was wrong. "Pleaseeee-" She put on a show of puppy eyes and a pouted lip. I sigh loudly and rolled my eyes at her. The last thing I wanted to deal with right now is drunk people, but I knew that if I said no that wasn't going to stop her from going. "Ugh-fine." She wraps her arms around me dramatically and praised me for being a good friend, but it all felt fake. "See you at 10!" She leaves the room leaving me alone once more. Frustrated to the point I could cry, but wallowing in your own self pity never helps.

It was near the time I could be expecting Olivia and her roommate so I got ready just to look like I fit in at wherever we're going tonight. No point in trying to score free drinks, I put on a black skirt that I definitely had to be careful bending over in, a black tank with a long sleeve mesh top over it. "Why did I agree to this." I whine to myself, zipping up the chunky boots I decided on. I check over myself in the mirror and was pretty pleased. Breasts sat high on my chest thanks to the push up bra and felt like all the right places were displayed. Sure, I wasn't trying to impress anyone nor did I plan on having a good time, but you never know.

I sat and scrolled through my phone waiting for them to show up when the door rattled. I stand from the bed, looking down adjusting my skirt. "What club where are we even going to-" I paused  and was visibly taken aback. There's she was, like a ghost that only showed itself to those worthy. "Oh- it's you." I definitely sounded more pissed than I intended. Ellie finally came back to the room looking just as surprised as me. I watch her face as she looked me up and down. Eyes trailing painfully slow. I cover my chest with my arms and rocked on my heels awkwardly. "Going somewhere?" Her tone was cold but felt suggestive in a way. Fuck. I haven't heard her voice in a few days. At least, not when it like this. Low and guttural and it never failed to send a shiver down my spine. "Yea-yes. With Olivia." It came out timid at first but I caught it, quickly changing it to sound more assured. "Dressed like that?" She began to walk towards me causing me to take a step back but stopped myself. I wasn't going to stand down and be belittled by her. "Mmm." She hummed as she circled me like a hawk that locked in on its next meal. My breaths picked up, face instantly becoming hot and my palms began to sweat.

Ellie's povPartying, sex, drugs and repeat. A vicious cycle that does more damage than good but it's the only way I knew how to live my life. Skyler wasn't part of that equation. She was a puzzle piece that didn't fit. Being around her made me happy, but there was a underlying sense of dread and guilt that never wanted to leave me alone. The small things that we'd do together was something I've gotten use to and it terrified me. I prefer just fucking her, but even that makes me feel like shit. In the moment it was amazing, tasting her, hearing her whimper and seeing how her body reacts to my touch. I loved it so much that I didn't want to share her with anyone else. Eyes full to the brim with tears, the sweet sound her wet pussy made when I thrusted into her and how sexy she was when she was squirming beneath me. The thought of anyone else experiencing that left me feeling furious to the point I don't know if I could control it. I needed to distance myself from her. She doesn't deserve that kind of love. The jealous, possessive and toxic kind. She will hate me for it but I had to for her sake.

Class had ended and I knew Skyler would be back in the room after learning her schedule down to a tee. "Fuck." I huff under my breath, reading the time on my phone. I had to figure out a way to avoid her and the best way I knew how to was to go to Allie's room. I fucking hated to do it considering the last time we saw each other she bitch slapped me for punching her boyfriend. I've known Allie since I started collage and I've had this kind of relationship since freshman year with her, unhealthy but consistent.

"Can I come over?" I sent her a text and prayed that she would be in her room. I leaned on a wall, staring at my phone waiting for a response. Truth is, I know she was never loyal to the relationships she's been in since we've know each other so I figured her being in a relationship now wouldn't be a big deal. "Boyfriend's here." Based on her short response she still seemed pissed about the other night. "Tell him to leave." I snap back impatiently. "No. Ellie, I'm not doing this with you anymore." "I have weed." I fixate on the three dots on the screen that disappear then reappear. "Fine." Score.

I knock on her door and was greeted with a stone cold expression. She moved to the side allowing me to step in and she not so lightly shuts the door. "What do you want?" She stood, arms crossed and sighed, clearly annoyed but I didn't force her to let me in. "Nothing. I just missed you." Blatant lie, but I figured she'd wouldn't care. "Bull-fucking shit, Ellie." Her voice became louder, more harsh. "I'm sorry about the other night. Is that what you want to hear? Or do you want free weed?" I pull the ziplock bag out of my pocket, showing I wasn't lying about that. I didn't want to fight I just wanted to waste time. She rolled her eyes before snatching the bag out of my hands and goes to her drawer, pulling out a bowl.

A haze clouded the room, my mind finally felt quiet and almost forgetting that I wasn't alone. "Are you going to tell me why you actually came?" Allie's voice interrupted the peace inside my head. I sat at the edge of her mattress while she laid down with her legs over my lap. It was reminiscent of how we use to be in the beginning before it got bad. Just hung out and enjoyed the presence of one another before it became constant screaming matches. "I told you already." "You're a liar." She chuckled lightly, probably with the help of the drugs, but in this moment I felt like I did miss her. At least, how much sex we had before she got emotional on me. It's probably the weed clouding my judgement. "I mean it." I place my hand on her bare leg and trail it upwards to her thigh. To be truthful, I had ulterior motives. Fucking while high was one of my specialties. "You're the worst." She looked up at me, slight smirk on her lips. "I know." I kept my voice quiet, bending her legs and I move down in between them. I breath on her bare skin before biting at her inner thighs, moving her shorts to the side with my finger. "Ahh-mm-" a small moan escapes her lips. Her breathing became more rapid and her hips begin to move in circles. I thumb over her clit on top of her underwear while sucking harshly at the skin between her legs. I looked up at her as she slid her shirt up to her neck, observing how she cupped and yanked at her breasts. Her blonde hair that shined from the sunlight that seeped through the window reminding me it's not her. I wrap my arms around her legs and yank her closer to me, discarding of her clothing. Frustrated that it wasn't the girl I had occupied my mind, but that's not fair to her. "El-ellie we shouldn't." She wined, sitting up on her elbows, eyebrows furrowed upward. "Do you want me to stop?" I lower my head down, keeping eye contact as I reach her bare cunt and glided my tongue along her lips. "Fuu-ck-" she throws her head back, grinding her hips against the wet muscle. Everything about Allie was different than her. She taste different, sounded different and I was constantly reminded of that with every moan that left her mouth.

Jaw and neck sore for the movements and her soft moans are growing louder. I mouth fuck her until she desperately trying to push my head away, her clit was swollen from the friction. I sit up on my knees, throwing her leg over my shoulder. I keep eye contact with her as I run my fingers along her cunt, drenching them. She was panting and parts of her hair around her face stuck to her skin from the sweat. I insert two fingers slowly at first but picked up the pace right away. Soft wet sounds filled the room, occasionally whines and gasps from her inconsistent breathing. "You're so fucking wet." A harsh and cruelness in my tone came into light. It didn't feel like enough. No matter how many fingers or how hard I pounded into her it didn't feel like enough. I was growing frustrated that my old tactics to distract myself wasn't doing the job anymore. "AH-hhh Mmm- El-lie" She was loud enough that I know that the people next door could hear her. She looked at me with wet eyelashes, mouth open and hair in disarray. I needed to reach her deeper, deep enough she was screaming, begging for my name. I twist her over, yanking her hips back so she's on all fours. I squeeze her ass and held her in place, watching her grind against my hips. "You're such a fucking slut." I slap her ass more aggressively than I intending to. "Mmmm-" she throws her head back, bouncing her ass against me. I trail my hand behind, coating my fingers once more and press inside her. Not giving her any time to adjust, I ruthlessly plunge into her. "Fu-Uck Ellie- mMmmm-" she stutters, barely able to form a coherent sentence. I watch her back and spine as it arches and twists. "Yeah? You like it?" I land another blow to her ass and observe how she buckles and thrashes. "YEss daddy Fuuck- I l-love it." She sounded like a performer putting on the show of a lifetime. Pornographic sounds echoed through the room. I quicken my pace to the point I was sending her over the edge. The bed frame slams against the wall each time I fucked into her. "Mmm-Mmm OH- h fuuu-ck-" Her hips spasm and convulsive. I slow my pace and ride out her climax. She collapses on the bed. Pushing the hair out of her face, panting while looking at the ceiling. I wipe my hands on my flannel and go to pick up my backpack. "What are you doing?" She stared at me in shock and was visibly upset, pushing herself up on the bed. "You have a boyfriend. Remember?" I was cold and nonchalant about it which probably only made it sound worse. I smile at her heartlessly and exit the room.

I walk down the hall, avoiding the judgmental glares of near by residents and make my way back to the room. It was getting kind of late and I was hoping Skyler was either asleep or somewhere else, not wanting to face her after what I just did. She had this way of just looking at me with such sad eyes, like disdain and disappointment that it made me want to crawl out of my skin.

I reach my dorm, taking a deep breath before unlocking the door. "What club are we even going to-" I jolt and look up, taking the key out of the handle. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I stare at her and couldn't stop myself. She was all done up and looked like she wanted attention. My eyes trail from her cleavage down to the short skirt that would be sooo easy to feel her in. My mind wonders and thinks of the endless possibilities of what I could do to her. It confirmed my suspicions, fucking Allie or any other girl wasn't enough. Skyler had this effect on me, my heart rate skyrockets and I had a untamable urge to consume her. It drove me fucking nuts. "Oh- it's you." She sounded bitter and there was a disconnect that formed between us. It stung to hear her like this when she usually always talked to me in such a gentle and kind manner. I couldn't blame her though, I had this coming. "Going somewhere?" I raise my brow at her, acting like the biggest douchebag. I couldn't stop myself. I was enraged she looked like that to go somewhere where I couldn't protect her, claim her, show her off as mine. "Yea-yes. With Olivia." Just for a second I could hear that sweet, scared voice that I've become familiar with. Like a child that lost her mom in the grocery store. It made me want to claw at her skin, torment her and make her feel so fucking good. "Dressed like that?" I scoffed in disbelief. I knew what I was doing and so did she. The chase of it all. The intense desire of wanting to hear my name out of her mouth as she's underneath me, begging for more. Wanting to feel her squeeze around my fingers as I curl them inside her. To feel her soft lips and they sloppily kiss mine in her sex intoxicated state. "Mmm." I hum to myself at all the things I wanted to do to her. I approached slowly, circle around her like encaged animals. I bit down on my lip hard, trying to think with my head and not my dick. My fingers move on their own, dancing lightly on her lower back. I feel her tense under my touch which excited me even more. "Ellie- wh-what are you doing?" She stutters nervously, not even trying to look me in the eyes."Whatever you want me to do."

Skylers pov"Whatever you want me to do." The heat of her breath brushed against my neck. I jumped at her sudden closeness. I was so confused. Where has she been? Why has she been avoiding me and why the fuck is she acting like this now? I felt my stomach do somersaults and my heart bounced inside my chest. Fuck. She was acting strange. Like, super intense. I didn't dare look her in the eye I knew what kind of expression I'd be greeted with.  Dark and sultry stare that would just pull me back in. I couldn't fall for it. Not again. I had to stand my ground against her to prove I wasn't just some play thing that she could use as she pleases and discard me when she loses interest. "Ellie." My tone remanded firm and I look her in the eyes to show I was being serious and that seemed to make her back off a little bit. She threw her hands up and shrugged, taking a few steps back to her side of the room. A half smirk that remained on her lips, proving she wasn't taking me as seriously as I wish she would."I won't touch you. Not until you ask for it." Her voice was almost coarse and sounded vulgar coming from her. It made the hairs stand up on my arms. I look at her in disbelief as she sits back in her bed, leaning against the wall and her legs spread out. I hold my bottom lip with my teeth, scared to even breath too loud thinking that would be enough permission to sic her on me. My phone vibrating, breaking the thick silence in the room. My eyes linger at her before I turn to grab it. "I'm outside." A text from Olivia displayed on my screen and I never thought I'd be so thankful that I agreed to be her DD for the night. "Thank god." I huff to myself, but if she heard me that's fine too. I snatch my purse and turn to leave the room. My hand hovers over the door handle, hesitating for just a second. I shake off the uneasy feeling now determined to have a good night.