The Boy Next Door pt 2 - NSFW

 Ah, remember the boy next door? I’d spend my days working or seeing friends and the nights I’d spend with him. The summer heat in Philly is quite brutal for my delicate British senses so I’d often be in just underwear or naked, nine times out of ten when he came home from work I’d have fallen asleep. This time we had the house to ourselves for a few days as the others were away visiting family. 

It was a warm August evening, we’d sat out in the yard drinking Prosecco and inevitably we got a bit frisky. 

The Leather Belt

Back to Philadelphia before He and I split. At this point I'd fully lost any trace of being dominant, I was this bratty sub and I kind of loved it. He would go babysit his kids from them finishing school around 3pm till around 11pm when He'd come home, I didn't mind the time apart. I'd often go explore or meet up with friends and day drink. He always made it apparent I was welcome but I didn't feel comfortable being in His exes house. I felt like I was stepping on her toes, so I stayed away.

It gets to around 10pm and I'd just had a couple of cocktails with one of my friends and was getting the train home when I text Him saying I was headed back and feeling naughty. It happened to coincide with one of the nights my landlord would be out until around 4am. I got home and set the scene, candles, rope, lingerie and music. I made sure I was laid on the bed suggestively when I heard the latch of the front door opening. Playtime....

He used to wear these black jeans, a black t-shirt, and a leather belt combo. He was basically the JD to my Veronica, He wanted to watch the world burn and I wanted to save him. For some reason the way He quickly used to pull his belt off made my stomach flutter, I was into spanking and I liked it hard. So He comes in, sees me half naked and smiles His coquettish smile. His libido was practically insatiable. I jokingly told him to strip for me, and as the song 'sexy boy' by Air came on He started comically swaying his hips and it made me burst out laughing, and as quick as lightning his expression changed... the hunter had set His eyes on his prey. His shirt came off, and I bit my lip. Then the belt, oh my God, that fucking belt. 

He told to me lay face down on the bed with a pillow under my hips and He lightly bound my wrists behind my back, I was already incredibly turned on and He hadn't even touched me yet. "Do you know why I'm going to spank you?" He whispered into my ear... I knew it was for laughing but I wasn't feeling being compliant. He pulled off my underwear in one swift move and a sharp pain suddenly hit my right ass cheek where his hand made perfect contact. I moaned slightly and giggled. I could sense his arousal, His jeans were still on and through my slight view I could see the bulge of His cock. Quite often He would go commando and today was one of those days, His jeans had slipped slightly and revealed His hip bones and the dip of skin which led down to His cock.

Two more spanks reined down on my ass and again the same reaction. Suddenly He straddled me, and got the belt, I figured He was going to make me bite down on it which is something I had fantasized about while He spanked me hard. But no, He asked me if I could handle it and I said yes knowing what was about to happen. He cracked the belt between his hands and just the sound of it made me wet. He leaned over me and kissed my cheek, neck and slowly down my back to where my wrists were bound, I could feel his erection through his jeans.

He started off gently, easily more than I could take. The bite of the leather and the beautiful sting it left briefly were ecstasy for me, then next one was harder but still easily bearable. I moaned a little louder this time, squirming slightly. "When are you actually going to spank me?" I teased, He kissed me and put the belt in my mouth to bite down on. I wasn't sure what was happening, He walked over to the closet and pulled out the studded belt. "Think you could handle...this?" I thought about it for a second and nodded my consent. I was soaking at this point, this was really going to leave a mark and my body was aching for it.

Again He started off lightly, I winced but it felt amazing. In between spanks he would rub my ass cheeks and up and down my spine to heighten the sensation. He kept spanking me and I could feel the delicious welts it left, my moans were increasing in volume and intensity every time the leather made contact with my skin.

He stopped and jokingly bit my ass, before gently kissing all over. Moving over my skin up to my neck, where he gently nibbled while I felt his knee gently part my legs and His hand move between my legs. "Well someone enjoyed that" He whispered, before deftly moved His fingers inside me. I took a sharp intake of breath, shocked at how easily He had entered me. The sensation was incredible. He felt the wetness and brought His fingers up to my mouth for me to suck. I heard Him unbutton his jeans and lower the zip. He pulled out his rock hard cock and began slowly rubbing up and down my pussy before entering me. His left hand went around my throat and he used his right to prop himself up, the pillow positioned perfectly to hit that sweet spot and I soon found myself fast approaching orgasm. His hand tightened around my throat, my hands clenched behind my back and I came, hard and  for seemingly  forever waves of pleasure passed through me as the sensation of His cock inside me and the welts on my ass combined into to pure bliss. 

He began to speed up and thrust harder almost with a sense of urgency, He bit into my shoulder as He came hard, I could feel every pulse of Him inside me. He softly kissed my shoulder and began to untie me. He flipped me over and kissed me and I got up and walked over to the full length closet mirror to admire His handiwork. Perfect red lines marred my ass and feint red marks around my wrists from where I was bound, I grinned. He walked over to me and kissed me again before rubbing a balm into my skin. He was always big on aftercare and it made the experience even more for me. Seeing Him switch from dominant apex predator to soft and caring.

I put my robe on and we had our customary post fuck smoke and got in bed where I lay my head on His chest and He put his arm around me, where I quickly slipped into a blissful slumber. 

The Belt became a regular feature after that night.

The accidental threesome- NFSW

 Ah university, the first chance of freedom for many, myself included. This was in second year of uni if memory serves. I’d just been dumped by a boyfriend and was pretty sure I had been replaced with some vapid artsy type. My friends had convinced me to try and forget it and we made plans to head to the Wednesday night rock club; we’ll call it the loft. I donned my gladrags, a dress and my signature of fishnets with big boots. We headed out the door determined to have a good time.

Several drinks and dancing later a guy I had a crush on walks in with his friends, we had mutual friends so we knew who each other was but hadn’t really spoken one on one before. I spy them head to the bar and decide I needed another drink, the bartender and manager was a good friend noticed my sly smile and asked what I was up to to which I replied, “getting over someone by getting under someone else”. He shook his head and grinned and offered me a bottle of Sambuca, “you’ll need this then”, I nodded and he handed me a basket with shot glasses in. Being a decently attractive 19 year old goth girl I often worked as a ‘shot wench’ giving out free shots to get the party atmosphere going. 

I headed around the club giving out shots and chatting with the clientele and having a cheeky dance. I saved the guy I fancied who we will call TB for last as I was planning on segueing into a conversation after the shots. A mutual friend greeted me and introduced me to the group, TB smiling shyly at me. The usual banter and “I’ll have a shot if you do” later I’m pretty buzzed and feeling confident. TB’s friends were dancing and he was sat alone on a couch so I decided this was the time to make my move. We chatted for a bit, he had just been dumped by his girlfriend for some ‘nerdy type’ so we traded terrible ex stories. He offers to buy me a drink and I accept gladly, one drink turns into several and were sat giggling and flirting, his friends come over and join us and there isn’t enough room so he pulls me onto his lap to make room. Our eyes lock and we start kissing, his friends tease us and laugh along with us. His best friend BF slid a hand onto my thigh while I’m kissing TB and I think to myself he must not realise where his hand is, as TB slides his hand on top on BF’s I realise what is going on. 

 I stop kissing TB and give him an enquiring look and he smiles, “I, uhh. I’ve always wanted a threesome” he blurts out, his bluntness taking me by surprise. I had heard on the grapevine he was bisexual but I hadn’t put two and two together yet. “Fuck it, you only live once!” I say and we agree to go back to their place. The taxi ride back was fraught with sexual tension, I was kissing BF, while FB kissed BF’s neck. It was hot, and the taxi windows soon steamed up. We get to their place a few minutes later and I excuse myself to the bathroom to give myself a pep talk. I go back downstairs to TB’s room and he and FB are both topless on his bed kissing. They notice me walk in and tap the bed next to them. I take my boots off and go join them. Our bodies were entwined, lips kissing lips, necks, stomachs, thighs and it was really starting to turn me on. I unzip my dress and reveal the red matching underwear I was wearing, the guys follow suit and take off their jeans.

TB playfully spanks me while I’m bent over BF’s knee. My squeal of delight encourages him and he spanks me harder. I grab BF’s cock and begin rubbing my hand up and down the length. I feel TB bite my ass and pull my underwear off before exploring me with his fingers, I can tell they are kissing each other and I am really aroused. I playfully lick the tip of BF’s rock hard cock and he moans softly, TB flips me onto my back and kisses down my torso and thighs before softly licking my clit. I begin fully sucking BF’s cock and his hand rests on TB’s head encouraging to devour me with his tongue. His fingers gently enter me and I am close to orgasm, I’m deep throating BF and TB stops and kisses BF passionately. BF grabs hold of TB’s cock and I lean back and start to touch myself, he licks his lips and starts sucking his cock. 

I am slightly paranoid I’m dreaming at this point because it’s so erotic. I decide join BF playing with TB’s cock, everyone is writing around and in one swift movement, TB pulls me up onto his lap and onto his cock. BF caresses my breasts from behind and they boys kiss. Within minutes I begin to orgasm hard, before getting a breather BF lays me onto my back and starts fucking me while kneeling up, TB positions his cock so I can take him into my mouth while being fucked. Again I am close to orgasm as is TB, I pick up the pace and cums in my mouth and I swollow. Seeing this send BF over the edge and he pulls out and cums over my breasts. We fall into a pile and fall asleep quickly.

The next morning TB walks me home and we bump into my ex with his ex and we burst out laughing. I heard her mumble about me doing the walk of shame and I walk past her a little turn round and scream “it’s a stride of pride bitch!”.

Tinder date 2.0: a real American adventure- NSFW

Ah internet dating. Just after the breakup with 'him', I figured as I didn't know many people I would dip my toes into the murky waters of tinder. This event takes place before the original tinder date story. It was February time as it was snowy and absolutely baltic, quite literally as the temperature was -10°c.

I had been scrolling aimlessly on Tinder one evening and come across someone who took my fancy, he was 20 (at the time I myself was 27 and didn't really care about age so much) a college student nearby studying Chemistry. He told me he was in a fraternity and I was intrigued in this as we don't typically use the Greek system in the UK. He tells me the frat name proudly like I'm supposed to have heard of them and I tell him about my university time. (I should mention here I completely forgot the legal drinking age was 21 as it didn't effect me, this will come into play later on.) We arrange to meet one Thursday at a bar we'll call 'Inked mother', a bar I had heard good things about but hadn't visited yet. 

Thursday evening rolls round, I dress warmly and head out the door deciding on the subway as it would be warmer. I find my way to the bar and he is outside and greets me with a hug and a kiss on the cheek. He looks exactly like his picture which is refreshing and reassuring, he is chiselled with dark hair and glassy blue eyes. I've always had a weakness for dark hair and blue eyes. We'll call him frat boy or FB. We sit at the bar and I order a soda and he does too. Conversation flows easily and we make light of the differences between Philly and the UK.

I decide I feel comfortable and order myself a cocktail and ask if he wanted one too, he agrees and has a strange grin on his face which confuses me slightly. After he finishes said cocktail he whispers in my ear he was only 20 and that he couldn't legally drink yet. I don't quite know how to react but he tells me he and his frat brothers drink 'loads all the time' and that he could easily drink me under the table. I rebuff that I doubt it and that cheeky grin makes a reappearance. 

It's getting late and the subway would be closing soon and I mention this he immediately asks if I want to go to a frat party with him and the house and I am curious and agree. He takes hold of my hand and we walk to the subway to head north to the uni campus. It starts to snow and he stops dead in the path and kisses me out of nowhere. I'm a little taken aback and stumble slightly and he takes this as a cue to 'romantically' push me against a wall and kiss me. He's not a terrible kisser but not great and I begin to suspect he hasn't has much experience with women.

We get the subway and walk the few blocks to the frat house and it's exactly how it looks in the movies. The frat name on the house and guys with varsity jackets on. We go inside and a guy walks right up to FB and bro hugs him and asks if I am his tinder date, I reply that I am and the room goes silent. Apparently English people don't go to frat parties and I am bombarded with questions. Someone brings me a drink and I sit on a couch while being introduced to everyone. There were some sorority girls there who came over to talk to me asking me again if I was FB's date and where we had been. Someone pipes up that they are out of booze and they needed someone to do a beer run. The room quietens and looks at me, being I was of age I could legally buy them alcohol but I didn't feel comfortable and said that whoever got them the beer before should go because I didn't know the area and played the defenceless woman card.

The cavalry arrives with the alcohol and again the party picks up. My date asks if I smoke to which I replied I did and he asks if I would like to go somewhere a little quieter. I agree sensing he wanted me alone to have his way with me and me being a little buzzed I agreed. He takes me to his room and its stunning, all wood and dark with the centrepiece being a four poster bed. We sit on the bed and he brings over a tin with a few blunts in and we sit back and smoke. He puts his hand on my thigh and moves my dress up and then leans in for a kiss. Somehow he has gotten infinitely better at kissing and we make out for what seems like forever, somehow in my head this is some corny coming of age movie where the jock makes a bet with his friends to pull the artsy goth type. 

His hand reaches further up my thigh and I get a familiar twinge of longing. My hands run through his hair as I pull him closer into me, his other hand moves up to my breasts. He takes his shirt off and am pleasantly surprised at how sculpted he was. I follow suit and pull my dress over my head revealing the  matching black lace underwear I was wearing, I was wearing tights because it was so cold and tried to take them off with little ceremony. I walk up to the bed and straddle FB, bending forward to kiss him while my fingers traced his collarbone. I can tell he is hard though his jeans when suddenly he flips me onto my back and begins kissing down my torso. He pulls my bra down revealing my breasts and hard nipples which he playfully twists. FB kisses down to the waistband of my lace panties, he moves his arms under my thighs and continues kissing over my panties. He starts teasing with soft licks over my clit which causes me to arch my back in pleasure. In one single swift move he pulls my panties off and kisses softly before devouring me, any thoughts I had about him being inexperienced were quickly forgotten.

He traces my clit with his finger before inserting it into me, the combination of his fingers and tongue were rapidly taking me to orgasm, he stops briefly and pulls up to kiss me. I quickly undo his belt and jeans and he removes them, he kisses my breasts and bites my nipples before moving back down to my pussy. In no time at all I begin to orgasm, he hungrily laps up my pussy while I arch and writhe around. We kiss and I can taste my sweetness on his lips, while my hand runs up and down the length of his cock. He is average sized but had girth, I kissed down his torso as he had done to mine and playfully lick the tip of his erect cock. I lick my lips and spit on him before taking him into my mouth, he moans and lays back. His hand reaches to the back of my head and grabs a handful of hair, I take all of him into my mouth and grab the base with my hand and stroke up and down while still sucking. His other hand comes up to the back of my head and I allow him to facefuck me. His moans are turning me on more and more and I can sense he is getting close to orgasm. 

I stop and go get a condom from my bag, and put it on with my mouth, a trick a friend taught me years back. I sit on him and ease his hard cock into my soaking pussy. He feels amazing, and I begin grinding back and forth, his hands on my hips helping me keep rhythm. Quickly I can feel getting close to cumming, he senses this and starts rubbing my clit with his thumb. I grab the headboard of his bed for support as a violent orgasm tears through my body. He flips me over so he is on top of me and passionately kisses me as he slips back into me. I move my legs up and wrap around his hips, he sits back on his knees so he can watch his cock disappear into me. Our moans fill the room and he lays back down onto me and increases his speed, faster and deeper and I can tell he is going to cum soon. We kiss as he explodes into me. FB falls back next to me on the bed and softly kisses me on the forehead.

It's late, and I decide I should probably get the night bus back home, I got dressed and he walks me to the bus stop and waits with me. I get home and roll into bed with a smile on my face. My phone lights up with a text and its FB asking for a second date. I reply with a yes and roll back into bed. Out of curiosity I ask him how many women he had slept with, I get a reply. "You were the second". 

We arrange a date for the following week.

The guitar hero incident- NSFW

 

It's been a while since I gave this blog some love and I want to get back into it. Here is now one of my fondest memories, it. happened when I was still in uni around 2008-2009. As usual the names and places have been changed to protect the not so innocent.

It was a balmy May's evening and I had planned to go to my usual Friday night haunt at the time, 'Cipher'. A few of my uni buddies were there including someone I had a prior FWB deal with. The night was in full swing, dancing and drinking. I worked at the club selling shots to people, and usually people bought me one as well as themselves, so I was pretty merry. Now Cipher had two rooms, the main room with a bar and the music and a second smaller room with seating. A chill out room if you will. This smaller room had Guitar Hero set up and it was always busy. My eye caught a female friend of mine whom I had a crush on but assumed she wasn't into girls. We'll call her Birdie. She was playing Guitar Hero against someone I didn't recognise and was thrashing them. FWB was watching her and chatting to me about one halloween we hooked up in costume and how the stride of pride (walk of shame) was hilarious.

FWB and I do some shots and flirt, I'm sensing he's trying to hint at rekindling the prior arrangement. I excuse myself and go to the bathroom to freshen up and touch up my make-up. Birdie comes into the bathroom and asks if she can talk to me, I assume it's something to do with the uni society we are both members of so we sit on the sofa by the bathrooms. She's quiet at first but is making intense eye contact and scooching closer to me, she places her hand softly on my thigh and I look at her with a quizzical expression. She was shy and couldn't articulate her thoughts and suddenly she blurts out "I like you, like like you." I smile, taken aback by her confession. We look eyes again and we share a soft yet passionate kiss. Right on cue FWB turns the corner en route to the bathroom and stops dead. "Erhhhh what's this then?" or words to that effect...

...The unfolding situation was both surprising and amusing. FWB and Birdie just looked at each other and I tried but failed to communicate words. Though I hadn't agreed to go back with FWB he was understandably miffed. Birdies hand never moved from my thigh, and FWB eyes never broke my gaze. Before anyone could say anything a voice pops up from behind FWB, "come on FWB you're up on guitar hero..." his mouth curled into a smug grin and he jokingly suggests 'fighting for my hand'. I laugh at the idea, but was thankful for the break in the tension. Before I could say anything Birdie replies "okay, you're on. Let's pick the hardest song on expert." I am stunned that this is even happening. In my head I was trying to pick who I wanted to win, and who was the better Guitar Hero player, I surmised they were pretty evenly matched. "Do I not get a say in this?" I added, they both in unison replied with "no, not really" smiling.

I was debating just suggesting a threesome and killing two metaphorical birds with one stone. But secretly I didn't want to share Birdie with anyone. They began playing and it's pretty even until FWB missed a key, Birdie took the win and the room clapped at her impressive victory. She walks over to me and kisses me. I blush, and turn to FWB who was clapping. Even though it was a joke, FWB knew I was into Birdie as I'd told him before. I was happy she'd won my 'hand'. We say our goodbyes and get into a taxi to her place.

She tells me her roommates don't know she is gay and that we have to be quiet, I was a little sad but understanding. We sneak to her room and I undress down to my underwear and she puts on an oversize t-shirt. We begin kissing, much more intensely than in the club. Her hands wander down to my breasts and she begins caressing them over my bra. I take this as a signal to remove it and she begins to kiss down to my neck until she reaches the soft skin of my bosom. I was already aroused and as my nipples hardened she began gently nibbling them and I let out a soft moan. I always liked lingerie and unless I was on my period I always wore a matching set, I remember I was wearing a black lace bra with matching black lace and silk panties.

The kissing intensifies and I reach my hands under her shirt to touch her, she quickly pins my hands above my head and kisses me hard and gently bites my lower lip. She kisses down my neck and breasts again moving down my stomach to my hips where again she gently bites. By this point I am very obviously aroused, my nipples are hard and I can feel I am wet. She trails a hand up my inner thigh and skirts past my panties. I am desperate for her to touch me, I want release. "Do you want me to touch you?" she whispers and I moan a soft yes. She parts my legs with hers and and again trails me with kisses. My breathing intensifies in anticipation, and I feel her fingers softly trace the lines of my underwear. "Mmmmm someones excited" she gasps and I blush. In one swift motion she pulls off my panties. Her fingers retrace where my panties once were and I again moan softly.

She knows exactly how to touch me and it's not long before I can feel myself being close to orgasm. She puts a hand over my mouth and continues touching me, slowly increasing the speed until she feels me tremble beneath her. She smiles and before I can move begins kissing me above where her fingers were. Her fingers brush my lips and I suck them while staring into her eyes. My God she's amazing with her mouth, teasing my clit with her tongue. The tell tale arch of my back indicates the impending orgasm, her kissing intensifies and right as she feels me start to orgasm she uses her fingers. The most intense orgasm flows through my body and I am left breathless. We kiss more and I want to taste and touch her, but she doesn't want me to, I am a little miffed but understanding. Some people get off on getting others off, and she was one of them. We curl up and I rest my head on her shoulder, we drift off into a deep sleep while enveloped in each other.

I awake the next morning and she is softly stroking my hair, I kiss her on the cheek and get up. I don't want things to be awkward and her room-mates see me so I gather my clothes and quickly dress. I call a taxi and wait outside, I decide to have a smoke and check my phone. FWB had messaged me jokingly suggesting a rematched with the tongue out emoji, he also asked how it was and I replied "a lady never tells" he replied instantly "You're not a lady". My cab comes and the journey takes less than five minutes, I climb into bed with a smile on my face.

The boy next door, literally. NSFW

Ah Philadelphia, what a hold you have over me. I returned September of 2016 for my birthday and a general catch up and holiday. I returned to stay with my old landlord and my kitties who I had honestly missed more than any person.

I arrive and am greeted with a sign and hugs from a dear friend who drove me into Philly until my landlord finished work, I was greeted with pure love and hugs and we caught up and I fell into a deep sleep in my small room, the next day hearing a key in the lock I shout down to who I thought was my landlord and was greeted with a stranger, I was told there was another roommate but I probably wouldn't see him, I explained who I was and we got chatting and ended up deciding on going to pick up some beers from the grocery place maybe 20 blocks away.

 We chatted the whole way, I explained about my original heartbreak and he told me his girlfriend cheated on him with the female babysitter and they were split up, this made me secretly happy as I was very much attracted to him and he seemed to be to me, we get back and as it's a nice night sit out back chatting and flirting him finding me on tinder and sending me cute, flirty messages whenever he went to get another beer or to the bathroom. The flirting got real and he asked if I wanted to go to this room and watch a movie and I said sure, I changed into a negligee and thigh high socks and he was laid in pj pants topless. He motioned for me to lay on him and I snuggled into him just as my landlord walked past and gave me the 'don't you dare' joking look. We watched some TV and we started to fool around and I said I didn't want to fuck the first night I knew him and he was seriously teasing me, pushing all the right buttons.

I checked my phone as a message flashed up and noticed it was after midnight and coyly mentioned this and he said "oh no, you said not on the first night and I'm not going to fuck you" instead driving me wild by kissing my thighs, not removing my panties and kissing over them, kissing and biting my nipples and kissing me so passionately. He said he had to go to sleep as he had work early and I said we should go for drinks tomorrow evening and then we'd have the house to ourselves. He agrees and pulls me into a hug, spooning me expecting me to sleep next to him but I said I wasn't tired and went to my room so as not to disturb him, when in reality I needed to masturbate because I was so turned on. I text him this and he replies with "you're going to be trouble, but you are in trouble tomorrow".

Tomorrow rolls around and I spend most of the day planning what to wear, deciding on a short romper that had loose sides so you could see my bra. I go to the bar to meet him there with a few co-workers and he is shocked how many of the bar know me. The tension is palpable, I slowly and seductively sip my cocktail through my straw. His hand grabs my thigh as I am sat on a bar stool and he is stood and positions himself so he is stood between my legs and somehow without me noticing gets an ice cube and rubs it up my thigh. Needless to say he enjoys me reaction, decides enough is enough and we leave to get the subway home. We are all over each other before we make it through the door. 

We get to his room and he slips me out of my playsuit and admires the matching black silk underwear before pulling his shirt off, pushing me down on the bed, one leg over each shoulder and pulls his belt off, undoes his jeans and somehow flips me over and begins spanking me, he takes off all my underwear and his and he is already rock hard and huge. he begins kissing me passionately all down my body, almost making me cum at every erogenous zone, before starting to kiss between my thighs. My hands aggressively pulling his hair and moving his head he takes his hands and pins mine to my sides but from under my legs so I can't move, he spends forever working me up to an orgasm then stopping and starting again. Until finally he lets me cum, before letting go of my arms coming up to kiss me and sliding inside, again causing orgasm. Our bodies seem to fit together perfectly. I ask if I can get on top and he agrees flipping me up and over, I ride him and his hands are all over my chest until he settles one hand round my throat the other holding my back. I orgasm again and he is getting close and picks me up throws me down and flips me pulling my hair as he slams hard into me from behind. Other hand around my throat, my voice is becoming hoarse now and I'm so sensitive we orgasm at the same time and fall into a breathless heap, he pulls me close to lay on him and softly kisses my forehead. We fall asleep like this and awaken spooning his arms over me protectively.

If only I knew what was really going on....

The musician aka Mr Angst *possible trigger warning*

I think it's ironic me calling someone emotionally unstable but I really hit the nail on the head this time. We met on one dating site or another and had clicked quickly. We quickly ended up in a routine in which I would go to his place after he finished work and pick up alcohol and food and make my way out into the 'burbs (about a 30ish min train ride). We'll call him Mr Angst.

We'd drink and he'd get emotional about his ex girlfriend and then take it out on me sexually. A few times he got so drunk he passed out in his bathroom and I left him there and slept in his bed. It was hard to get him to do anything I wanted to do in the city unless it involved drinking and even that was rare. So me being naive and a thirsty bitch (because he was great in bed) I let this go on from March until May. I assumed we were dating as we were exclusive and spent most nights together.

All of a sudden he starts getting weird with me, he wants me to come over still but there is no sex. I begin to suspect there is someone else and he doesn't have the balls to tell me there was someone else, a common theme in my life sadly. Anyway we decided that we were gonna spend some time apart and that we would just text and the such after a rough night out where he had screamed at me.

His friend and I had decided to go dance the night away at a certain club known locally as 'the fuck hut' as he isn't happy with the way he was treating me and the fact I had to call
him at 4 in the morning one time to talk Mr Angst down because he threw a hissy fit of epic proportions because I'd scored us free Alkaline Trio tickets and they played a song that reminded him of his ex...

I digress, so at The Fuck Hut the drinks are flowing, we're getting our buzz on and dancing and I stop dead. Who shows up but Mr Angst, Non-Binary (the person I suspected he was screwing around with and another female friend I sort of got on with, he walks over and gets pissy I was there with HIS friend and he was blackout drunk I asked if I could come back with them all and talk it over as the middle of Philadelphia isn't really ideal. The least drunk of us drove back and he laid in the back with me head on my lap. We get back to his place and me and him go into his room and he begins SCREAMING at me, and throwing stuff. He goes off in a huff to smoke and leaves me on his bed in tears with no idea what I had done, and Non-Binary comes into talk to me as is so condescending I had to hold it together as I was going to hit them, I asked if they were fucking and they said no and never would (huge lie) and I start to get irate as she gave me a bump of (my own I'd left there for me and Mr Angst) cocaine... and I lost it, I went to the kitchen pulled out a HUGE sharp knife and asked Mr Angst if he wanted to see how much he had hurt me, while everyone else freaked out and tried to get me to calm down. 

He said I was worthless and he didn't care and before the words left his mouth i had slashed deeply into my thigh and he screamed at me to get out, at 5 in the morning to wait 2 hours for the train home or a $45 cab ride when I only had a $20 on me and no bank card as I never took it out, his friend I originally went out with walked me to the train station a block away and left me. I was bleeding profusely and became short of breath with a rapid heartbeat and remembered there was a fire-station just behind the train station so I wobbled my way there knocked on the side door and passed out.

I was awoken by a fireman asking my name and being shocked I was English he was dressing my leg and told me he called an ambulance as my pulse was racing and I was still struggling to breathe. I was loaded in and went to a small local hospital where I was the only emergency room patient. The whole time I was calling Mr Angst and everyone to no avail, I left messages and I finally received a reply saying, " we know, we saw from the apartment". I was dressed up and slept a few hours after I was sedated to slow my breathing and put in a cab, I asked him to take my to the rail station as I only had $20 on me and I wasn't really sure where I was and my phone was dead, the taxi driver insisted on driving me ALL the way home, the fare was $65 and he wouldn't accept the $20 I wanted to give him, instead asking me to donate it to a church and I did. I donated it to the shrine of Saint Rita while asking for thanks for that taxi driver who showed kindness is still alive.

A week later Mr Angst texts me, saying am I going over.... I did.