The music from the gym is still heard as I come into the locker room looking for you. My prom dress is pink, short and very sparkly. Sleeveless and my tits are almost spilling free. My hair is up in a princess updo. I start calling your name. I saw you leave to use the bathroom but you never came back. I call for you again and instead of you answering me, your bully does.
Jason has been bullying you for as long as we’ve been dating and it makes my tummy turn when I see him. He’s leaning against a locker in a suit, looking sexy as fuck with a wicked smirk on his face. How can someone so awful be so sexy?
