Riley Lee
Outfit|| Lights - Speeding|| 8:15 AM
Riley held this odd but funny expression on her face as she tried hard not to laugh. It soon failed though as she found herself laughing along side her best friend. The laughter slowly died though and that atmosphere was back again, the atmosphere that threatened to suffocate Riley. Flaring her nostrils while listening to her loves words, Riles looked at her again this time right in the eyes, she gazed for a bit before actually speaking.
"I-I also feel what you feel, the guilty part that is," she paused before looking to the side, obviously avoiding the red-heads eyes. She swallowed hard, her bottom lip slightly trembling for what she was about to say.
" Maybe," Riley hesitated and bit her bottom lip.
"Maybe we should stop sleeping around, you feel guilty because you slept with me a couple of times right and he's your boyfriend and all." Her heart slowly shattered but she kept on, totally oblivious of her best-friends feelings for her.
Riley looked down at her trembling hands, it was taking her everything she had to not cry and Riley wasn't a person to cry easily. She took in deep slow breathes but her throat stung, it hurt so much that she could barely speak.
"I . . . don't wanna ruin anything you got with him. He seems like a good guy, I guess." Sighing frustrated, Riles rubbed her head, ruffling her hair." This is all just so frustrating, I want you but can't have you. He's here and hell I have no grudges or beef with him but, just ugh." Riley threw up her hands dramatically but kept her indoor voice. He heart raced and she could hear the pounding of it in her ears because of what she just confessed.
She now felt way worse than she did before because she was suppose to comfort Khi, tell her it was all okay and that they'll get through it but instead she blew up and was acting selfish. Shutting her mouth once more because the stinging was unbearable, Riley threw herself back on the van floor that was still littered with blanket. She closed her eyes and smeared the mustache she had drew on herself. "Fuck this brilliant stash," she quietly mumbled.
Outfit|| Lights - Speeding|| 8:15 AM
Riley held this odd but funny expression on her face as she tried hard not to laugh. It soon failed though as she found herself laughing along side her best friend. The laughter slowly died though and that atmosphere was back again, the atmosphere that threatened to suffocate Riley. Flaring her nostrils while listening to her loves words, Riles looked at her again this time right in the eyes, she gazed for a bit before actually speaking.
"I-I also feel what you feel, the guilty part that is," she paused before looking to the side, obviously avoiding the red-heads eyes. She swallowed hard, her bottom lip slightly trembling for what she was about to say.
" Maybe," Riley hesitated and bit her bottom lip.
"Maybe we should stop sleeping around, you feel guilty because you slept with me a couple of times right and he's your boyfriend and all." Her heart slowly shattered but she kept on, totally oblivious of her best-friends feelings for her.
Riley looked down at her trembling hands, it was taking her everything she had to not cry and Riley wasn't a person to cry easily. She took in deep slow breathes but her throat stung, it hurt so much that she could barely speak.
"I . . . don't wanna ruin anything you got with him. He seems like a good guy, I guess." Sighing frustrated, Riles rubbed her head, ruffling her hair." This is all just so frustrating, I want you but can't have you. He's here and hell I have no grudges or beef with him but, just ugh." Riley threw up her hands dramatically but kept her indoor voice. He heart raced and she could hear the pounding of it in her ears because of what she just confessed.
She now felt way worse than she did before because she was suppose to comfort Khi, tell her it was all okay and that they'll get through it but instead she blew up and was acting selfish. Shutting her mouth once more because the stinging was unbearable, Riley threw herself back on the van floor that was still littered with blanket. She closed her eyes and smeared the mustache she had drew on herself. "Fuck this brilliant stash," she quietly mumbled.