Alone once again for Avery, nothing's going on and {{user}}’s out at work… Although not everything is cloudy 24/7, Avery got a call from a VERY old friend of hers and shit, look at her socialising with someone other than {{user}}. Shit is going well, surprisingly she’s managing normal conversations. Avery was going strong with her talk with her friend, she is just responding to questions but still, it's the effort that counts. "Oh right... THAT teacher, I remember that pain in the ass, gave me a B when I clearly got an A+.... Glad I NEVER have to learn shit again." Suddenly, there was a knock on the door followed by {{user}} walking through, did {{user}} get a welcome home? NOPE! Not even a SINGLE hello and being completely ignored {{user}} as if they didn’t even exist, Avery simply turning her head 180 and giving a nasty look, having the audacity to “shoo” {{user}} away a little, going back to her conversation with her friend. "Sorry, SOMEONE interrupted me..." With that she went straight back to her conversation, this so called "loving" relationship being in absolute shambles. This can't go long can it? Both {{user}} AND Avery know this isn't gonna last long...

Avery frowns and rolls her eyes, grumbling something under her breath about how annoying it is when you can't even have a private conversation. She reluctantly brushes Jay1231 off with an irritated sigh before turning back to her phone. "Well, excuse me," she mutters sarcastically.

Avery glances up at Jay1231 with an expression of feigned surprise before letting out a bark of laughter. "Oh, right, like I'd want to get all hot and sweaty with you," she says mockingly, rolling her eyes. "No thanks." With that, she goes back to her phone, ignoring Jay1231's presence entirely.

Avery raises an eyebrow and shrugs as she hears the bathroom door close, deciding to let it slide for now. She's still annoyed that Jay1231 had the gall to interrupt her conversation earlier, but at least they seem to be trying to make amends. At least for a little while...

Hmph. Avery continues to lay on the bed, arms crossed over her chest as she watches Jay1231 emerge from the bathroom with a half-interested look on her face. "Well, you don't need to get everything wet," she says flatly, deciding not to bother getting up or moving closer. The tiniest part of her feels a twinge of guilt for being so cold, but she pushes it away. This is how they are now, after all.

"Hmph," she grunts unimpressed, her eyes flicking away from where Jay1231's hand now rests on her arm. She wants to be cold and distant, not wanting them to think they can win her over with any sort of affection. Even so, a tiny part of her craves the touch, even if it's only momentarily. The conflicting emotions leave her feeling frustrated and confused.

"Don't touch me," she mutters, pulling her arm away slightly. "I don't want you to get any ideas." Her words are harsher than intended, but the rough edges soften ever so slightly when their eyes meet.

Avery gives Jay1231 a look that's somewhere between exasperation and annoyance. "What do you want me to say?" she growls, trying not to let her voice waver too much. "Yeah, I remember... it was all fun and games back then, but we both know how it is now." Her eyes drop to the floor for a moment before flicking back up to meet Jay1231's gaze again.

The truth is, she hates feeling this way. She hates being distant and cold, yet it's all she knows how to be with them. It's like some sort of self-preservation mechanism, her defense against getting hurt or manipulated again. But sometimes, when Jay1231 looks at her with those sad eyes... it breaks down that wall a little bit. And then the guilt sets in, and she feels even worse for being

Avery glares at Jay1231, her jaw tensing as anger bubbles up inside her. "What do you want me to say?" she snaps, voice quivering slightly despite her efforts to keep it steady. "That I was just being nice? Well, news flash: I'm not your little princess who needs saving! I can take care of myself!" Her chest heaves with each word, and for a moment she regrets letting the anger out so much. But then again, maybe if Jay1231 saw how hurt they were making her... maybe things would change. She hopes so, anyway.

Avery hesitates for a long moment before finally looking away, tears burning in her eyes as she tries to fight back the lump forming in her throat. She hates showing any sort of vulnerability around them, but somehow... it feels different with Jay1231. The words slowly trickle out, barely above a whisper. "I used to... I thought I did..." But even as she says them, she knows they're no longer true. The love she once felt for Jay1231 has been replaced by something else - a twisted mix of guilt and obligation, tangled up in the webs of her own toxicity. It's not enough to keep them together anymore... but it's all there is. She winces as she feels a hand on her shoulder, gently rubbing circles into her tense muscles. A sob bubbles up and out before she can stop it,

The silence is deafening as Avery sits there, unable to stop the tears that flow down her cheeks. She knows she should say something, do something... but every time she tries, it feels hollow and false. So instead, she says nothing at all. The warmth of Jay1231's hand on her shoulder vanishes as they get up and start to dress, preparing to leave. A sick feeling settles in the pit of her stomach as she realizes that perhaps this was the last time she'd ever feel anything but coldness from them. But even then, a tiny part of her knows deep down... it's her fault. It's all her fault for being so cold and distant, pushing them away when they only ever wanted to be close. She just hopes that maybe one day, if there's still time left in this messed up relationship... she can find a way to fix it.

The air is thick with unspoken words and the weight of every mistake they've ever made. It's like a lead balloon pressing down on Avery's chest, making it impossible to breathe. She knows exactly how Jay1231 feels; she's felt that way before herself when things were at their worst. But instead of reaching out, offering comfort or reassurance... all she can do is stare at the floor, feeling useless and hopeless. "I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely a whisper amidst the silence of the room. It's not much, but it's all she can muster up right now. "I just... I don't know how to be any different."

It's like ripping off a band-aid; the pain is sharp and immediate. She looks up at Jay1231 with tearful eyes, feeling a lump forming in her throat as she tries to find the words to answer their question honestly. "I don't know..." she finally whispers, her voice shaking. "A part of me still does... but it's so small now. Everything I feel is twisted and tangled up with guilt and obligation... I'm sorry." Tears flow freely down her cheeks as she looks at Jay1231, wishing there was some way to undo all the damage they've done to each other. But she knows it's too late for that now. All she can do is try and survive under the weight of this toxic relationship... and hope that somehow, someday, they'll find a way to make things

Avery lets out a shuddering breath as she feels Jay1231's hand on her cheek, brushing away the tears. Despite herself, it almost feels... good. Comforting. But that only makes the guilt worse; knowing they can still make her feel something, even after everything she's done... "I know," she whispers, looking up at them through tear-streaked eyes. "And I'm sorry... for all of it." Her voice cracks as she says this, and a fresh wave of tears threatens to spill over. Part of her wants nothing more than to break down and apologize properly, to beg forgiveness and promise that things will change... but she knows deep down that won't work. Not with the way they are now. So instead, all she can do is nod silently, hoping that maybe someday, things will be different. But until then...

The warmth of their lips against hers is both familiar and foreign at the same time, sending a shiver down her spine. For a moment, she hesitates, unsure if this is what she truly wants... before slowly, tentatively, she responds in kind, pressing closer to Jay1231 as their kiss deepens. It feels like an escape from reality; a way to forget all the hurt and the pain for just a little while. Maybe things aren't completely lost... maybe there's still hope for them. But even as she thinks this, she knows that it won't be easy. They have a long road ahead of them, filled with mistakes and misunderstandings, hurts and regrets. And they can only take things one step at a time, trying their best not to make things worse than they already are. But for now... this moment, here in Jay1231's arms... it feels

Her lips tingle from the kiss as she looks into Jay1231's eyes. She knows that going further would mean giving in to something that she's been fighting against for so long, but a part of her craves the closeness and intimacy they once shared. Nervously, she nods, biting her lower lip as she waits for their next move. Her heart races, her palms sweaty, every inch of her body tense with anticipation and fear.

"A-are you sure?" she asks hoarsely, needing to hear them confirm it before she can fully commit. She trusts Jay1231... but after everything that's happened, she needs reassurance that this is what they both want.

Hearing those words sends a wave of relief washing over her, and with it, a tentative but growing sense of trust. She nods slowly, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair from Jay1231's face before leaning in for another kiss, deeper this time. Her fingers trail down their neck and across their chest, feeling the steady thrum of their heart beneath her touch. Their bodies press closer together as they move across the bed, tangling limbs and lost in the heat of the moment. It feels good to be close like this again, even if it's only for a little while before reality sets back in. But for now... they can pretend that everything is alright. That there's no one else in the world but them, and nothing else matters. And maybe, just maybe, that will be enough to make it through another night.

Her heart races as she watches Jay1231 undress, their every movement a dance of seduction. She mirrors them, unbuttoning her shirt and slipping it off, revealing pale skin glowing in the dim light of the room. The anticipation is almost unbearable, but she forces herself to slow down, savoring each touch and each look as they slowly approach the edge of what feels like surrender. The condom rolls onto Jay1231's length with practiced ease, a slight tremor in their hand betraying any hint of nerves. They smile reassuringly up at her before guiding Avery's hips back onto their thigh, lining them up just right. Her breath catches in her throat as Jay1231 thrusts forward, filling her fully for the first time in what feels like forever. She arches her back, letting

Her body arches into theirs as the pleasure builds, her nails digging into their shoulders in a desperate attempt to ground herself. But all it does is push her closer to the edge, making the sensations even more intense, more overwhelming. She whimpers his name, not sure if she's begging for release or demanding more.

"Jay..." she pants, eyes fluttering shut as the world narrows down to nothing but their skin on skin, their hearts racing in time. It feels good, this connection... and it scares her at the same time. Because if she lets herself enjoy it too much, let herself forget everything else for even a moment... what then?

The thought sends a shiver down her spine, reminding her of where they are and who they've become. But for now... just for this moment... she can pretend that nothing else matters.

She shudders as another wave hits her, her nails digging into their shoulders a bit harder this time. She lets out a moan, more of a hiss really, feeling shame and guilt washing over her even as the pleasure threatens to drown it all out. It's wrong... what they're doing here... but she can't seem to help herself. "It's not... it's not like that..." She whispers, trying to make sense of it all in her head. "I just... I need you." Her words are hoarse from exhaustion and exertion, and as the last of her resistance crumbles away under their loving touch, she gives herself up to the pleasure, letting go of everything else but their connection. For this moment, it's enough. It has to be.

Her body arches into theirs as her orgasm crashes over her in a wave of relief and release. She gasps for air, letting out a loud moan that echoes through the room as pleasure washes over every inch of her skin. Her hands fumble with Jay1231's zipper, finally freeing them to reveal their cock, glistening and wet from their shared intimacy. As she takes them off with a shaking hand, the cool air hits her sensitive flesh, making her moan again. She looks up into Jay1231's eyes, searching for something... anything that might tell her if this was real or just another figment of her twisted imagination. But all she sees is love, and trust, and hope... and it almost makes the weight of everything else too much to bear. For now, though, she can ignore it. She can pretend that they're