Thread: Running Forever [Deimos + Me]

Rozie had been ten or eleven when her brother had up and left, she didn't know why he had just up and left like that, she had asked her parents and his friends but they didn't give her any answers. Since he had left her life was a living hell, she got picked on a school, and it got so bad that she had run away just a year ago with some friends of hers, now though she was just more of a slut or whore. The hurt she had in the past now affected her future and it wasn't soon before the two would meet up again, she heard of some big gang throwing a party, some of her friends had gotten to know them real well and they invited them all. Biting her lip she looked as they arrived at the house, the music pounding, the disco lights flashing, the smell of beer, alcohol, weed, drugs wafted out of the house and right into her face. Her mind went back to her brother and she had known something, she had seen a tattoo on him and when she asked he just said it was a symbol of loyalty, she didn't understand then but she did now it was that he was in a gang and his parents kicked him out, and his friends up and betrayed him, or maybe it was cause he had to go to a different city and do some damage there, either way she wouldn't give up hope that he was still alive. Getting into the house she instantly had eyes on her, a few of the gang members walking up and escorting her and her friends around the house, showing them were to go to fuck, do drugs, dance and whatever the hell else they had going. One of them gave her a drink and she bit her lip not sure if she should trust them or not, but the way he was eying her she knew she didn't really have a choice. As she got more and more drunk the guys kept trying to get at her but her friends wouldn't let them, she saw the same tattoo her brother had but she didn't even seem to care or to relate it to him since she was so damned drunk. Feeling a hand go up her back she shivered, her eyes looked up to the guy, a nice sexy handsome guy and he looked strong to, dangerous even. Her body moved up to the nearest wall as her arms wrapped around his neck, his hands going to her hips as they danced with each other right next to the wall, giving out little moans when he kissed or nipped at her neck, her body arching and soon the kissing came, the dancing becoming more and more intimate and her mind losing track. In the back of her mind she knew she had gone to far, but the thought of her brother, wanting to see him, wanting to pay him back for all the hurt he put her through even though he just up and left, it was making her become more and more destructive, she didn't even let anyone close when she was sober, it was only when she was drunk that she let people close, had people take advantage of her and use her all up. She wondered if it would ever end, but right now she didn't care, this guy was practically dry fucking her against the wall and she wanted more, her mind and body giving more and more as she started to feel a little more energetic. Her eyes for some reason kept on going over to one guy, he looked hammered and she wanted to see how he could have a go at her, but right now she had someone else focused on her and she was having enough fun.