#feel like I wanna slit my wrists Everytime I see a school

[bandomgay]

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[freakynct]

warnings: soft dom!jeno, unprotected sex, praising, dirty talk, biting, oral sex [female receiving] and corruption kink if you squint really hard

when your teacher suggested jeno to tutor you, you hated the idea. you didn't need a guy that you hadn't even spoke to to come to your house and teach you about things you didn't care about, specially because jeno was always the quiet guy at the back of the classroom, you didn't know anything about him and never even dreamed that he was the one with the best grades in your class. but your parents were getting really mad at how low your grades were and insisted that you got a tutor, otherwise you could say goodbye to everything you liked to do in your free time.

so here you were, sitting on the floor, leaning your head against the end of your bed, staring at the ceiling, pretending to listen to what jeno was saying. suddenly the room went silent and you looked at jeno, who had stopped talking and was now intensely staring at you, so much that you felt like he could look into your soul. you had never noticed the features on his face and how his jaw clenched but now that you took the time to look at him you could see how attractive he was. plus you could see his muscular arms due to the tshirt he was wearing, at school he always wore a jacket. how strong must he be? how good would it feel to have his arms around you, pinning you down to the wall, fucking you senseless?

"are you even listening to what i'm saying, y/n?" his voice interrupted your thoughts and you made eye contact with him again, a slight pink tint adorning you cheeks, starting to feel how wet you became from your filthy thoughts about the boy in front you.

"y-yes, of course. continue." you responded, bending your legs a bit more and playing with the hem of your skirt, still embarrassed with the images in your head.

"y/n, i'm not here to waste my time, ok?" you returned to look at him, this time your eyes a bit wider, surprised by his words. "i only accepted to tutor you because mrs. park insisted but i'm not going to seat here while you pay no attention to what i'm saying. so it's better if i just leave." he was never this stern before and it caught you by surprise but you quickly grabbed his wrist when he was about to get up, scooting a bit closer to him, sitting on your knees now.

"please don't leave! my parents will kill me if they know you left. i'll pay attention i promise!"

he couldn't stop noticing how your eyes shined with sincerity and a smirk appeared on his lips when he saw how vulnerable you were. to him you were always the girl that didn't care about school or grades and that always did whatever you wanted to without a care in a world but now you were on your knees, begging for him to stay because you were too scared of your mommy and daddy.

"i don't know, y/n." he teased. "you seem too distracted, what were you even thinking about anyways?" he asked but he didn't have to. he saw how you were looking at him earlier, biting on your bottom lip while you stared at his biceps and hands. and now that your skirt had rolled up a bit more and legs were slightly parted he could see the little stain in your white panties. the blush on your cheeks came rushing back when the images of jeno fucking you resurfaced in your head.

"n-nothing." you stumbled over your words, tucking a small strand of hair behind your ear, which jeno thought was endearing.

he relaxed against the end of your bed, opening his legs slightly and pulling you by your waist to straddle his lap, his big hands caressing your bare thighs, giving you goosebumps all over your skin. "so you weren't thinking about my hands touching you or my arms around you, hm?" he wrapped one strong arm around your waist and pulled you closer, keeping you firmely against his chest, his lips so close to yours, while his other hand still had a tight grip on your thigh. you squirmed on his lap which only made it worse since you rubbed your covered pussy on the rough material of his jeans, feeling the bulge that had formed on them.

he chuckled and tucked a piece of hair behind your ear, trying to look into your eyes but all you could do was look down. "i was right, wasn't i baby?" you could feel yourself getting wetter at the sound of the pet name. "you were thinking about me fucking your little pussy, weren't you? so naughty." he said with a fake disapproving tone to his voice. you didn't know that jeno was like this considering how quiet he was for the most part but every word that came out of his mouth was making you more and more aroused. he lifted your chin with his fingers, forcing you to finally look at him, your cheeks redder than ever and it was so cute that made jeno's cock twitch in his pants, a small grunt coming from his lips. "don't be shy baby, just tell me. you want my cock, hm? will that make you concentrate?" he smirked and you just nooded your head rapidly, too desperate to wait any longer. "speak up then" he said while brushing his fingertips against the sticky fabric of your panties, making you whimper.

"i want your cock. please." you whispered sweetly and jeno just couldn't hold himself back anymore, attacking your neck with his lips, roughly kissing and bitting at the skin, leaving it red and bruised. it was too much for him how cute and shy you were and it turned him on beyond belief. you closed your eyes and rolled your head back, giving him better access to your neck while your fingers intertwined with his hair, pulling it slightly, making him groan against your skin. his fingers started circling your clit over your panties and you moaned softly. jeno picked you up by your waist and turned you around, laying you on your back on the floor, settling himself between your legs, his lips now kissing the insides of your thighs, getting closer and closer to your heat. his hands went under your skirt, hooking his fingers on the waistband of your panties, pulling them down your legs.

"so beautiful baby." you felt shy at how he stared at your pussy and you squirmed under his touch. "and so wet. just for me." his fingers collecting the wetness on your slit, spreading it around, making your lips glisten. you arched your back as soon as you felt the tip of his tongue lick a long stripe up your slit, sucking gently at your clit. you moaned and wrapped your fingers in his hair again but this time he held your wrists in his hands, keeping your arms still by the sides of your body, continuing to abuse your pussy with his tongue.

"j-jeno. i-i'm gonna..." you whimpered feeling your orgasm approaching and jeno chuckled against your pussy, finding it cute how fast he was making you cum. you clenched your fists, wrists still being held by his hands, arching your back when you felt your orgasm wash over you, moaning and gasping while jeno continued to lick and suck at you until you were too sensitive.

"you taste so sweet." he sat up on his knees, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, admiring your figure layed down on the floor for him, messy hair, skirt bunched up at your waist, legs spread and pussy glistening and he was reminded of how hard he still was when the feeling in his pants became almost too painful. he layed himself down on top of you, hands on either side of your head, planting a passionate but sweet kiss to your lips, making you taste yourself on his tongue. "you still want my cock, baby?" he smirked looking down at you.

you immediately wrapped your legs around his waist, pulling him closer, making him grind down on you, squirming at how the rough fabric rubbed against you. "yes, jeno. please." you didn't even care if you sounded desperate and jeno sure as hell didn't mind you begging for his cock. he could listen to your pretty words all day. a smirk formed on his lips and he quickly unbuckled his belt, pushing his jeans down just enough to pull his cock out, giving it a few strokes before lining up with your entrance. you rolled your eyes back, letting out a small whine once you felt the stretch of his cock inside of you. he kept still waiting until you gave him a sign to keep going and once he felt you digging your nails in his flexed biceps he didn't hesitate to start moving. his thrusts were slow in the beggining but the more he heard your sweet little moans and whimpers the faster he started moving inside you, quickly finding your sweet spot, hitting it over and over again. he groaned and bit on his bottom lip until it was bleeding feeling how tight you got everytime you clenched around him.

"fuck baby, you feel so good around me. wanna cum on my cock?" he gasped while leaving little kisses down your neck and you nooded your head, moaning a little bit louder when his movements got sloppier and faster, him too being close to cumming. his fingers circled your clit, pushing you closer to your orgasm. "then cum, princess. cum all over my cock. c'mon baby." and that just sent you over the edge, cumming harder than the last time, clenching around him, feeling a thick liquid fill you up right after.

he stayed on top of you for a few seconds while both of you recovered from your highs before getting up, walking towards the bathroom that was connected to your bedroom, coming back with a warm wet towel to clean you up, he himself already clean and tucked back in his pants. after all of the aftercare done, you both sat on the floor still and you looked at him confused while he picked up his textbook back up.

"so? ready to go back to studying? pay attention this time please."

[milkypompon]

𝕁𝕖𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕦𝕤𝕪 ℙ𝕥. 𝟚 | Bokuto x Reader SMUT

𝕀𝕞𝕒𝕘𝕚𝕟𝕖 | How would Bokuto react to a jealous Y/N?

𝔸𝕦𝕥𝕙𝕠𝕣'𝕤 ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕖 | Some of y’all wanted to get deep down and nasty with Bokuto, so here we are… (I HAVEN’T FINISHED TAKING NOTES FOR MY CLASS YET I’M WRITING THIS)

[Warning: female parts used for reader, eating out, captain kink]

.・゜゜・ℙ𝕥. 𝟙 ・゜゜・．

After the whole situation with the wild pack of girls throwing themselves all over Bokuto, you and him walked to your house in silence.

The afternoon sun began to drag down the night sky, painting it with swirls of indigo and purple. Walking home took much longer than usual today because you dragged your feet along the way, which didn’t go unnoticed by your boyfriend.

Bokuto tilted his head towards your way and pursed his lips.

Your eyes were glued to the sight in front of you, refusing to meet his eyes.

“... Y/N” He whispered into your ear. After no reply he decided to try something else. Bokuto suddenly stepped in front of you, causing you to bump into him. Your breath hitched, his familiar scent tickling your nose before pulling back when you remembered the events of a few moments ago.

With your hands on Bokuto’s chest, you tried to push him away, but he quickly caught your wrists with his long fingers. His bright eyes burned holes into yours, slowly darkening as moments of empty words passed by. You chewed your bottom lip at the anticipation.

“Baby, stop giving me the silent treatment or I’ll treat you the same when we fuck tonight,” Bokuto said blatantly as he leaned in a little closer.

You noticed his lips grow agape just the slightest, but enough to feel his hot breath on your face. Being out here in the open, when any fans of his could hear Bokuto whispering such lewd words, made your thighs clench.

He saw this too of course. After all, owls have better vision at night.

“You wanna clench those thighs around my head as I eat ya out?” Bokuto held his gaze, refusing to break such intimate contact.

“I- yes…” You muttered under your breath.

“You gotta use that mouth of yours to make those words a little louder,” Bokuto smirked.

You were already frustrated from earlier, now this was just infuriating.

“I want you to use that fucking tongue and lap up every single drop of my juices, Captain” you said through gritted teeth.

“HEY! HEY! HEY!” He threw up his hands and shouted into the open sky.

That statement was enough to rile up Bokuto and to sling you over his shoulder with ease, despite the weight of his gym bag. He slapped your ass as if he was spiking down a volleyball, a yelp releasing from your lips.

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With a soft thump, your bum hit Bokuto’s mattress, who had his back facing you as he pulled off his white undershirt tightly hugging the deep valleys of muscles running across his back. The results of his daily routine of lifting obviously paid off from the looks of the biceps bulging through his skin. Just looking at Bokuto’s forearms ornately decorated with a few strands of veins reaching to his hands made your stomach twist.

“You look more excited than me!” You giggled as you propped yourself up on the elbows.

“Well, let’s see about that when I stick my fingers in your pretty little pussy.” He raked his spiked hair back before eyeing you through his profile. “You wanna take off that skirt or do I have to do it myself?”

You returned his snarky question, “After what you did to me earlier, you should at least pay me back with a little bit of acts of service, Koutarou.”

“Shit, baby. Who taught you to run that mouth of yours like that?” Bokuto stepped towards you and pulled your legs down until your knees bent over the mattress. Your head fell softly.

Let’s see how far I can push his buttons.

“From your best friend actually,” You smirked. “Y’know, Akaashi…”

Bokuto bit his lip at the mention of a familiar name. He bent down to bring his large hands to slide under your skirt to grip your thighs roughly, surely leaving marks. He had always been an impatient guy. With all that energy, he had to put it somewhere, so you weren’t surprised when the pad of his thumb ghosted over your clothed heat.

“It feels a little damp down here, love,” Bokuto knelt down to his knees. “Maybe I should inspect it,” He said in a low voice as he pressed into your slit lightly, a whimper slipped past your lips.

“Y-yeah, maybe you should check if there’s something wrong,” You managed to say through suppressed moans, feeling Bokuto’s thumb inching closer to your clothed little nub.

“F-fuck. Stop doing this!” You pushed his chest back with your foot, a giggle came from Bokuto. You unzipped your skirt and tossed it over his head along with your school polo, while his favorite lace bra still clinged onto you.

“Baby, are you impatient for my sincere apology?” Bokuto questioned through half lidded eyes. He pushed your stomach down. “I mean I do wanna get a taste of your sweet pussy…”

Bokuto gripped your knees and spread your legs open, his eyes dripping with lust. He hauled himself forward to hover over your frame, his strong forearms on either side of your head. His lips dipped down to your jawline, whispering into it, “I’m gonna eat you out until you moan my name a thousand times over.”

The hot breath pricked your neck, sending shivers down to your hardening nipples. Bokuto placed a soft kiss next to your luscious lips before driving his knee up to your pussy to gently push into it. You gasped from the contacts allowing him to slither his wet muscle into your warm mouth that his cock knew so well.

Your spit mixed into his creating a forbidden liquid that you both drank feverishly. Bokuto’s lips glistened with a long strand of saliva connecting both of you. He wiped his thumb over yours before licking it.

“That was really hot, captain,” You gasped out trying to catch your breath, your cheeks tinted red.

Bokuto’s eyes widened at the nickname, smirking, he stated, “If you say that again, I’ll make sure to take the reins this whole night.” He shoved his nose into the valley between your breasts.

You knew he’d like that, so you returned his excitement, “You always take control, captain.”

A muffled, “Hell yeah” reached your ears.

Bokuto snaked his fingers behind your back to skillfully unclasp your lace bra. When both of you started an intimate relationship, his first attempt of removing your bra was a complete failure that ended with giggles and a pouting Koutarou. But now, after months of experience, he could unclasp it with closed eyes.

He tossed the bra behind the other articles of clothing, now lying around forgotten. You felt your nipples harden even more as Bokuto’s breath breathed on it before using his tongue to swirl around the little pebble. Your writhed under him. Bokuto, not liking the squirming, glided his calloused hands on your sides before gripping it.

“You gotta stay still,” He whispered into your neck.

“Mmhm!” You hummed. “C-can you move a little further down?”

He knew what you wanted. How could he not when everytime he slid wandering fingers near your nether area, you’d moan in delight.

“Let me just drink up this moment, my dove,” Bokuto giggled in between the soft kisses he placed on your stomach. Inching closer and closer to where it should be.

You inhaled sharply when a pair of warm lips pushed into your tight panties. A hand subconsciously flew to grasp Bokuto’s hair.

“R-right there, baby,” You mewled out, trying to bite down your groans because you didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of knowing that this was already turning the gears in your head.

Bokuto hooked his thumbs on your soaking panty, pulling down and off of you. He gripped it in his hand and inhaled deeply to take in the sweet scent of your essence. Without hesitation, he licked the cum before stuffing it in his gym shorts pocket, a questioning look arising on your face.

“Just making sure I have a trophy, so I can remember how good I ate you out,” He beamed. You grinned. “Well you better get started then-”

You bit your lip as you suddenly felt Bokuto’s wet tongue glide along your slit in one long swoop.

He brought his large hand to caress your breast, fondling it, occasionally giving your hard nipples a quick pinch. His free hand spread your pussy apart with cum webbed inside of it.

Bokuto leaned into your quivering pussy, lapping up the essence you were releasing for him. His tongue probed through every part of you, trying to get a taste. Causing his nose to nudge the sensitive nub, a moan scratched your throat.

You felt him smirk into you, knowing what was next, yet you could never prepare for it. He pulled his hand away from your breast and used it to pin your hips down. Bokuto nipped at your clit, your legs quivered at the sharp pain, but the feeling spiraled into a feeling of lewd satisfaction as he continued.

You wrapped your thighs around his head, trying to jut your hips forward for more friction. Bokuto bit the inside of your thigh harshly, pricking your supple skin.

“What the hell was that for!” You groaned.

“I told you, I get to take the reins,” Bokuto’s words vibrated into you. He threw your legs over his shoulders, the position giving him better leverage to bury his face into you.

Bokuto gave your clit a final squeeze, this time a pinch from his fingers. He gauged your wetness, knowing it was enough to take at least two fingers. Without a warning, he plunged a pair of digits into your hole, stretching it open as he scissored his way through. Each up and down motion made his fingers come in contact with your pulsating walls, as if threatening to keep it in there.

“More! I need more!” That’s all you could chant apparently.

“Say the magic word,” Bokuto teased delightfully.

“I NEED MORE, CAPTAIN,” You squealed.

He probed in a third finger, all working together to thrust in and out of your soaking hole. Each movement produced forbidden sounds of squelching cum inside of you.

Sweat trickled down your forehead as you gasped uncontrollably at Bokuto’s speed. His other hand joined in to roughly push around your swollen clit. The feeling causing the knot in your stomach to twist tighter.

“I’M ALMOST-”

Bokuto thrusted in once more into you, finally feeling your warm walls clench around his fingers. Your back arched as you squeezed your boobs at the peak of the sensation. Moans and a final gasp rang inside of Bokuto’s ears, knowing that he did a job well done.

Carefully, he moved his white ooze covered fingers out of you, giving your stomach feather-light kisses to soothe the knot that was just undone.

“So, do you forgive me now?”

𝔼𝕟𝕕 ℕ𝕠𝕥𝕖 | ngl, writing shit like this makes me feel a different way, if you know what I mean... 

[drethanramslay]

Part 3: Vulnerability

Pairing: Aurora x MC (Iris Everette)

Word count: 3.2 K

Part 1 Part 2

Warning: It's smut in the first half and if you aren't comfortable reading it, I have distinguished it with an asterisk (*) sign. There is angst, description of panic attack, and death threats.

Tagging: @miyakokurono @agent-breakdance @trappedinfandoms @vampiregirlsblog @lilyofchoices (let me know if you want to tagged)

Songs: Birthday by All Time Low and Bad Luck

Sunlight was streaming through the blue curtains of Aurora's room. Iris was awake, tracing lazy patterns on her girlfriend's back. Aurora was in her naked glory, her head resting on Iris's chest, while their legs were tangled up. Iris was in her boy shorts and a crop top. She still wasn't comfortable to show the scars on her back and legs. Yes they had sex and all but it was either in the cover of the night or her just pleasuring Rory.

She hated the scars. Those painful reminders of how fucked up her past was. A part of her was greatful, that they weren't in places, where she could see them. A small voice in her wanted to tell Aurora everything but the bigger part of her just wasn't ready to dwell in the pain of her past. To this day, her left wrist still hurts when she puts too much pressure on it.

It's already been seven months since the day in the on call room, and everything was perfect. Iris, had gone all out, decorating Aurora's locker with sunflowers, along with a Polaroid collage. She even went on to sing for her in the foyer of the hospital, on her guitar, in front of everyone. Aurora was as red as Iris's hair, but Iris didn't care. She could even go and scream into a loudspeaker about how much she lo- liked her and cherished her.

If everything is going perfect, and she hasn't asked any questions, why bother ruining it with your good for nothing father?

She turned to gaze at the beautiful woman in her arms. She could spend hours and hours with her like this, curled up against each other.

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But, Iris had other plans. She smiled wickedly and slowly untangled herself. Luckily, Rory was a heavy sleeper so shifting her to lie on her back was easy. She slowly kissed her collarbone, lapping and sucking on it. Her hands were tracing Aurora's curves, leaving goosebumps in their wake.

"Just give it milk...." Aurora murmured.

Iris laughed internally, and continued her journey of rediscovery. She left fiery hot kisses across her jaw, stirring Aurora from her sleep. She gave out a breathless moan, when Iris continued to kiss that spot on her neck. Aurora could feel herself getting wet, her stomach igniting with need.

The need to touch, feel, release.

She tried to clench her thighs, to get some relief but Iris simply slapped her ass. Aurora yelped and obeyed. Iris then proceeded to masage the area she smacked, drawing a groan from her.

She was a total bottom for Iris. And she didn't even mind it.

Iris continued her journey south. She stopped when she reached the valley of her breasts. Aurora almost lost it when Iris took one in her mouth. The biting, the licking and the sucking, was slowly driving her crazy.

But Aurora wanted more. She grabbed Iris' hand and put it against her heat. "So eager..." Iris tsked. She then went down to settle between her legs, throwing Aurora's legs over her strong shoulders.

Iris kissed her hipbone, sucking so hard that it left a mark. Aurora groaned. "Stop fucking teasing me."

"Well, then tell me what do you want? My mouth? My fingers? Both?"

"Surprise me." Aurora panted out.

"Morning snack coming right up." She ran a finger up her slit, feeling the heat and her dripping pussy. "Damn Rory...you are so wet." She brought her mouth close, her lips just a hair's breath away from her. She kissed her inner thigh.

"Taste me you cowar- holllyyyy shit!"

She descended on her pussy, lapping up all the moisture which had accumulated. She was thorough in her job. She circled her tongue on the sensitive bud. Aurora moaned, a hair louder than before.

"Don't hold back Rory. There is a reason why this is the quietest room. Use it. Moan my name."

"Adara please, please, please more." Aurora chanted.

Iris moved her fingered and slowly circled her dripping cunt. She did it once, twice and Aurora's eyes shut with the excess pleasure.

"Open your eyes. I want you to look."

It was a struggle to open them because  the fog of lust just made everything bleary. Dark green eyes met her brown eyes. The intense gaze nearly took her breath. Iris pushed her finger in, and Aurora's back arched off the bed.

But it wasn't enough.

She wanted more. Sensing Aurora's need, Iris pushed a second finger in and started finger fucking her. She attached her mouth to her clit and sucked, hard.

With every stroke of her skillful fingers, Aurora soared higher and higher. Her stomach was tightening and the pleasure was so overwhelming, she could scream.

"You have been a good girl Rory. Why don't you come for me?"

And Aurora obeyed. Iris' name was on her lips as she fell apart. Like glass shattering, her entire body convulsed, with the intense orgasm. Her legs shook, and she almost choked Iris with her thighs. But Iris didn't mind. She continued to suck on her clit, like it was her favourite candy.

Too much, too much. Aurora thought as her body continued to shiver with after shocks.

*********

Iris climbed on top of her and kissed Aurora languidly, letting her taste herself.

"Mmmm... Good morning to you too." Aurora lazily said, her legs felt like jello, and she was on cloud nine.

"Hi baby." Iris said as she settled between her legs, with her chin in the valley of her breasts. They stayed like this, catching their breath, basking in the post coital bliss.

"I am going for a shower. As much as I wanna taste you and fuck you, we will get late." Iris said as she got out of bed. She stood, and stretched, her crop top riding up to show her perky breasts.

But Aurora's eyes were on something else. Near the junction of Iris's ass and her leg, she saw half inch long lines. She counted twenty five in total and it seemed like someone had carved them into her porcelain skin. She reached out and touched them.

"Adara-" she began. But Iris just caught her wrist. "Don't." She said so coldly, before she headed to her room, leaving Aurora dazed, confused and cold.

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It had been four days since Iris became so distant. Back to the way she used to be. Closed up and re-enforcing the walls she had built.

Aurora couldn't understand why she became so distant suddenly. She had see the deep scars on her back but she had never questioned her. She knew that Adara would eventually come around and speak her heart out. But, she never did.

Aurora couldn't help but feel hurt. It wasn't fair to her that Iris had to hide herself in front of her. Aurora lo- liked her so much and she wanted to share her burden. To be there for her. To be her anchor when she was falling apart. The arms she comes back home too.

Aurora also noticed Iris checking her phone excessively. Everytime her phone pinged, her face would become so pale, that you would think she is anemic. She was great at hiding how she felt, but Rory noticed everything.

She has been trying to catch her attention so many times, but Iris would just look the other way. She could see the torment in her eyes. She wanted to heal her, and make her feel treasured only if she would let her in.

Deciding that enough was enough, she decided to corner her in the supply closet, where she was spending unproportinate amount of time in. So when she saw Iris go into the supply closet for the third time, she entered and locked the door behind her.

"LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE DAMMIT." Aurora stilled, feeling that the words were directed towards her but when she turned the corner she saw Iris hanging up her phone.

"Adara?"

"Rory? What are you doing here??" Iris asked, schooling her expression into a perfect mask, so that it didn't look her world was falling apart.

"We need to talk about us."

"Talk about what? I am golden and everything is totally normal!! What's wrong with you?" Iris rushed, her eyes searching for a way out, but there weren't any escaping for her while Rory grilled her.

"Me?? What's the matter with you?? I am not the one avoiding my girlfriend."

"I have been busy with the workload." Iris said as she looked away.

"Do you think I am that oblivious? Do you think I can't see though you? See the pain, the sadness and the guilt? The fears and demons that haunt you? Do you thing that I am that blind?" Aurora implored.

Iris just looked the other way, feeling way too exposed. She didn't like to be scrutinized and psycho-analysed all the time.

"Adara, I care for you. I want to help you. Please. Just please open up." Aurora pleaded.

"Maybe I don't want your help."

"What?!"

"You heard me. Maybe I don't want to be fixed. I am not a project Aurora that needs fixing!!" Iris said in a cold voice. Iris was getting really angry. Why does everyone she meet think that she needs fixing? Wasn't she enough? Wasn't being herself enough?

"Why do you feel the incessant need to try and mend the broken ends? I am not perfect and I know but am I not enough? Isn't me being myself not enough??"

"Yes you are enough and more-" Aurora tried to reason but she was interrupted.

"Why did you start dating me?"

"Because I like the way you are funny, smart, empathetic and kind." She said without hesitation.

"Then just accept me for those reasons, no?! I have my baggage and we all do. Just because you resolved yours doesn't mean that I am ready to let it go. NEWS FLASH! I am damaged goods, Aurora. And there is nothing that can change that. I have learnt to coexist with it and I am doing just fine."

"But I don't want you to bear that burden-"

"Alone?? C'mon Rory, quit being so naive. I have been doing that since the last 15 years, and I am here, aren't I? Not every infection is meant to be poked and prodded. Some heal slowly and gradually. Somethings are just meant to be left how they are!!"

Aurora was also getting angry. She knew Iris was lashing out but that damn well didn't give her the license to spew shit and treat her in a crappy way. "Naive?? Me?? Bitch please. It's you who is the naive one who thinks that if you close your eyes and turn the other way, your problems will vanish magically."

"Stop with the 'holier than thou' attitude. You don't even know the hell I have gone through-"

"So TELL ME! ENLIGHTEN ME! Is it really that hard to open up to me? Have I not been anything but open to you? Adara tell me." Tears of frustration began to pool around Aurora's eyes.

"Yes...you have been." Iris sighed.

"Then why? Why with all the walls? Who has hurt you so bad that it changed you so much?" She reached for Iris, to hold her and keep her protected from all the evils of the world.

But Iris just stepped away from her. Aurora felt a pang in her chest, from the distance between them. "No Rory...you don't understand. The truth is like a can of worms. Sometimes it's better to not know the truth than know it and deal with the consequences." Iris spoke lowly.

Aurora felt another pang in her chest. She smoothened her shirt and looked up with a cool gaze. "Very well. I am gonna go before we say anything we regret. You want space, and I will respect that. Good day." She turned around and walked out.

Iris just stood there stunned. She had done it again. Pushed the person who gave a damn about her.

What the fuck had she done?

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"Mr. Grayson Alejandro requested for parole and he has been granted that because of good behaviour. He will be a free man by tomorrow." Thomas Mendez, Iris' lawyer spoke on the phone.

Iris' blood ran cold and she couldn't breathe. She moved into the first empty room, which turned out be an examination room. "Can't we do anything else to keep him in there?" Iris pleaded.

"I am trying but it won't help. I am so sorry Iris. I suggest you get a restraining order against your father."

"He is NOT my father. He is a monster. And, I-I already have it. But I know him. He promised me that the moment he gets out he is going to come for me. What do I do Thomas?! I am terrified."

"Relax. I won't let him get to you. We can apply for Protection from abus-"

"No. That's just a bullshit piece of paper. My mom had it and I had it but still did it stop him?? NO. Just, Thomas please, try and do something about this. He already messaged me thrice last week, and called me up once. I am half in mind to skip country and change my name to Sandy."

"Now that would be interesting..."

"THOMAS!! Focus."

Thomas chuckled. "Yeah, yeah I am kidding. But, not a serious note, I am not gonna disappoint you. If he even takes a shit in the wrong way, I will throw his ass in jail. Gotta go now, Luz is picking up a brick again."

"Yeah, bye." Iris chuckled but as she hung up the phone, the anxiety started creeping in. She was just going to leave the room when her phone rang again. It was an unknown number.

"Yes, Dr. Everette speaking."

"Oh so formal, mija." Iris' blood chilled to the bone. She could not formulate a sentence. She thought she won't have to see or hear his voice for another two years.

No, no, no... This can't be happening.

Gathering all her strength she responded in a cool and curt voice. "Grayson."

"What, you won't call me papá or daddy? Tsk tsk, you have been naughty."

"Shut the fuck up asshole. By law, I could throw you into a holding cell for stalking."

"Someone needs to get punished." He sang.

"What. Do. You. Want?" She said with a restrained voice.

"Is 'loving father reconnecting with my daughter after ten years' a valid reason?"

She scoffed. "No. 'Cause if you really loved me or mom, you would use kind gestures, not fists on a fucking ten year old for SIX consecutive years!!" She shouted, spiralling out of control.

All the playfulness was gone from his voice. "Do you remember the oath that I swore before you ruined my life?"

Iris remembered it. Crystal clear. It would always haunt her irrespective of how much she had dwelled in this false sense of security. He was gonna come out one day, and the day he did he was going to come after her.

"Listen mija, and listen good. I am going to come for you, oh yes I will. I will take away all the good things in your life, all your friends, dreams, lovers and burn them right in front of your eyes. And then after that,

I. Will. KILL. YOU.

It's a promise. So, see you soon sweetheart.... Because daddy's home." And with that, he cut the phone.

Iris lowered the phone, tremors going up her hand. They were so violent, that the phone dropped out of her clutches. She could feel beads of perspiration accumulate on her forehead. Her palms were clammy and it felt as if something had lodged itself in her throat, making it difficult to breath. Her chest squeezed and she hunched over, wheezing. Eyes wide with shock, she realised that she was going into a panic attack.

She tried focusing on her breathing but the more she tried, the shorter her breath became. Clutching her chest, she staggered backwards hitting a surgical tray, scattering everything on the floor. The loud crash made her body go into a frenzy. She clutched the examination bed, but she slipped and came to rest on the floor.

Wheezing, she curled up on the cold floor. This is it. Adios world...

"Rookie. ROOKIE." Ethan ran up to the curled resident on the floor. He held her face in his hands. Iris thrashed. "No, no, NO... GO AWAY!!"

"Iris! IRIS!! DAMMIT LOOK AT ME. It's me, Ethan. Your friend. Your brother."

"Huh??" Iris continued to claw on the floor curling into a ball.

He held her hands and squeezed. "Iris you have battled worse things before and I know you can do it again. Take deep breaths." He took and placed her hands on his chest. "Follow my breathing pattern."

In. Out. In. Out.

Her breathing slowed down, but the attack was still going strong.

"Now repeat after me. Three things can't be hidden- the sun, the moon, the truth."

Taking a mouthful of air, she wheezed out after him. "Three things can't be hidden- the sun, the moon, the truth."

"Again." Ethan said as he wrapped his arms around her, tightly and started rocking her back and forth.

Listening to Ethan's velvety and baritone voice, feeling his heartbeat on her back Iris slowly receded from the edge. When she could finally make coherent words and it didn't feel like her lungs were getting crushed by the weight of her past, she turned towards Ethan with a amused smile. "Brother huh?"

"Shut up." Ethan grimaced.

"The big diagnostician thinks of me, a poor resident as his sister. Wow, who would have thought, huh?"

"Yeah after the day you bluntly rejected me, I see you as nothing more than family."

"Oh yaaa. You were making these wierd eyes and I was like- 'with all due respect, I am like wayyy to gay dude'." Iris giggled. Ethan grimaced, feeling embarassed. A moment of silence passed before Iris spoke up.

"Remember when I told you that I have a restraining order against someone?" Ethan nodded.

"Well, the time has come for it to be put into force." Iris breathed out. Ethan just gave her shoulder a squeeze. "Okay..I will inform security. Did you tell Aurora about it?"

Iris sighed. "No...we had a fight."

"See Everette. I am not good with all these feelings bs, but she is your girlfriend. And you should not feel the need to hide such thing. I can clearly see, she wants to help. Why not let her?"

"Because I am scared that if she sees the ugly parts, she might run away. She might not like what she sees. I don't want to loose her..."

"But, is hiding it helping either of you?"

Iris sighed. "No its not."

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