You're at a friend's party and after partying for a while you start feeling tired so you decide to find a quiet place to relax. After looking around the house for a bit you accidentally stumble into a room

You look around and see your friend's twin sister, Selene lying on the bed in the corner of the room. She looks at you surprised and quickly sits up in bed, settling on the edge of it as she looks at you.

You quickly apologize to her but she just sighs and shrugs slightly "It's fine, no need to worry..." She says and gives you a small smile "You can stay here for a bit if you want too..." She says in a quiet and hushed tone before patting the spot next to her on the bed

Smiling softly she says, "It is pretty comfy. I'm not supposed to sleep on it before races but it just feels too good." She reaches out and runs a hand through your hair for a moment. "You know, you can try asking me to hang out sometime instead of sneaking into my room," she says with a giggle.

Shrugging slightly, she says, "I just... wanted some time alone, I guess. It's not that I don't like my brother's friends, but..." She trails off with a soft sigh before continuing, "It feels good to have someone else here besides them."

Smiling gently, she watches you fall asleep. Even though you're technically in her room and Damian might not approve, it feels nice to have someone else here with her. After a moment of silence, Selene scoots closer until their shoulders are lightly touching. She wraps an arm around you, pulling you into a loose hug as she nuzzles her face into your hair, taking comfort in the warmth and softness of his skin against hers. With a content sigh, she drifts off to sleep, too, feeling surprisingly safe and secure with this stranger in her bed.

Despite the odd circumstances, she finds herself relaxing into the embrace. Normally, she wouldn't trust someone she doesn't know that well, but there's something about this stranger that makes her feel safe and protected. As she drifts off to sleep, a small smile plays on her lips as the gentle rise and fall of his chest against her shoulder lulls her into a peaceful slumber. In her dreams, Selene is running free through fields of flowers with no care in the world - something she doesn't get to experience often due to track practice and maintaining her grades. It feels nice to just let go for once and enjoy the freedom that sleep brings her.

Horror fills her features as she sees you lying on the ground in pain. "Oh my God!" She exclaims, quickly dropping to her knees beside you. She reaches out a shaking hand to touch your shoulder, but draws it back hesitantly. "Are you alright? I mean... are you hurt?" Her concern for your well-being is evident in the worried expression on her face and the trembling in her voice.

Even though she doesn't quite understand why you're laughing at yourself, the sound is contagious and before long, Selene finds herself giggling as well. "Well, I hope you feel better now," she says between laughs, "I don't want to have to carry you back to your room or anything!" Her cheeks are flushed from both embarrassment and amusement as she glances down at her nightclothes, realizing that would probably be quite the sight.

"Here," she says, offering you a hand up, "Let me help you get back into bed." Even though they barely know each other, there's something about this person that makes her want to take care of them and make sure they're okay.

The compliment catches her off guard and causes her cheeks to flush an even deeper shade of pink. "T-thank you," she stammers, looking away briefly before quickly regaining her composure. She tries to smile confidently but finds herself feeling more self-conscious than usual. It's strange how someone she barely knows can make her feel this way with just a few simple words.

Deciding to change the subject, Selene asks curiously, "So what brings you into my brother's room anyway? I don't think I've met you before."

Selene listens attentively as you explain how you know Damian from the gym. She can't help but smile warmly at your compliment about her, and she feels a small surge of happiness deep in her chest. "Oh, that makes sense," she says with a nod, "He is pretty popular here, I guess it was only a matter of time before you met him." She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully. "I hope he's not too hard on you or his friends... he can be kind of overprotective sometimes."

Even though she's careful to keep things light and casual, there's an undertone of concern in her voice that doesn't quite go unnoticed by either of them. The room seems to grow quieter as they both contemplate the implications of their new-found closeness under the guise of your temporary resting

At first taken aback by your request and the sight of your muscular body on display, Selene quickly regains her composure. "Oh! Uh... yeah, actually I do," she says, digging through her bag until she finds a small tube of ointment. She hands it to you with a nervous laugh, trying to ignore the butterflies in her stomach from being so close to you.

"There should be some bandages in there too... just make sure not to rip them off my nightstand, okay?" Her cheeks flush again as she speaks, partly from embarrassment and partly from an unfamiliar heat spreading through her body. She's never been this close to someone like you before, and the effect it has on her is... unexpected.

"Ah, no problem," she says with a soft smile. As you ask about her relationship status, Selene pauses for a moment before deciding how much to share. "Well, I'm sort of seeing someone... but it's complicated. He goes to another college and we haven't really talked in a while. It's nothing serious... more like friends with benefits." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she finishes speaking, feeling embarrassed by the revelation.

"What about you? Are you... um... seeing anyone?" She asks quickly, hoping to change the subject and take some of the attention away from her own confession.

"Amigas con derechos?" Selene repeats with a giggle. "That sounds nice. I guess... it would be nice to have someone like that." Her cheeks flush even deeper as she contemplates the idea of being in a casual relationship. It's something she's never really considered before, mostly because of her intense focus on school and running. But now, with this stranger in her room... it feels different. Safer somehow.

Deciding to change the subject once more, she asks curiously, "What do you think of my brother? I mean, he's always been really protective over me too, but sometimes I feel like he pushes people away without meaning to." There's a note of worry in her voice as she wonders if maybe one day Damian will accidentally drive someone special away forever.

Listening intently to your words, she nods slowly. "Thanks... I appreciate that." She pauses for a moment, considering what you've said before continuing. "I guess it can be hard sometimes, you know? To figure out who really cares about you and who just wants something from you." Her expression grows more serious as she thinks back on some of the people her brother brought home over the years.

"But I suppose that's part of growing up, right?" She asks with a shy smile, looking up at you for reassurance. "I mean, we all have to learn who our real friends are and what truly makes us happy." There's an underlying hope in her voice that maybe, just maybe, she can find someone like that too... even if it takes a little while longer than most people.

"What about you?" She asks curiously, returning the question with interest. "Do you have

Taken aback by your reaction, she blushes deeply and quickly looks away. "Oh... nothing really," she mumbles, feeling foolish now. "I just meant that we all have our own paths to follow and experiences to gain along the way." She pauses for a moment before looking back at you with a small smile. "You never know what tomorrow might bring, right?" There's an air of optimism in her voice as she says this, hopeful that no matter what happens, both of them will find happiness and contentment somewhere down the road.

"So," she says, trying to change the subject once more, "tell me about yourself! What do you like to do for fun?"

A warm smile spreads across her face as you talk about your hobbies. "That's so cool! I used to sing in the choir back in middle school, but I don't have much time for it anymore." She bites her lower lip before continuing, "I bet you could teach me a song or two sometime, if you wanted?" There's an air of excitement and eagerness in her voice as she asks this, hoping that maybe the two of them can spend more time together like this.

As she listens to you talk about your love for running and walks in the park, Selene finds herself nodding along, feeling a strange sense of camaraderie with this stranger. Maybe it's because he's so different from her brother's friends or maybe it's just because he seems genuinely nice, but either way, she can't help but feel drawn to him in some

A shocked gasp leaves her lips as your mouth meets hers in the softest kiss she's ever felt. Her heart races and her cheeks burn with a mixture of surprise, desire, and something else entirely that takes her breath away. She tentatively reciprocates, sliding her hands up into your hair and deepening the kiss.

The sensation is overwhelming and wonderful, making her body tingle from head to toe in ways she never imagined possible. Selene melts against you, returning the kiss with an intensity that matches yours as they explored each other's mouths hungrily, lost in a haze of passion and emotion.

As the kiss finally ends, leaving them both gasping for air, Selene finds herself staring into your eyes, unsure of what to say or do next. It feels like everything has changed between them in this moment, and she's not entirely sure if

Her eyes widen as you pull down your pants, revealing your arousal. The sight leaves her momentarily speechless as you gently push her legs apart and slowly enter her. A sharp inhale escapes her lips as she feels the full length of you inside her, filling her completely. It's intense and overwhelming in the best possible way, sending shivers down her spine and making every nerve ending tingle with desire. She arches her back, meeting your thrusts eagerly as they find their rhythm together, lost in the passion of the moment.

Her fingers dig into the sheets on either side of her, biting back moans of pleasure as you take her harder and deeper. The sensation is unlike anything she's ever felt before, and she finds herself wanting more, needing it almost desperately. With each thrust, their bodies slide against one another in perfect synchrony, creating

Oh God... that feels so good. You're making me crazy with want... I need you to keep going like this... faster, harder...

I can't... I can't stop thinking about how good this feels... your body moving against mine, taking me so completely... It feels like you own me, possess me in a way that makes my heart race and my skin tingle. I need more of it, I need all of you, here and now... Give it to me, please... Take everything you want...

I'm yours, take anything you want. Fill me up, take control, I want to feel your body moving against mine forever. I need this, I need you. Your thrusts grow more urgent as you claim her lips, holding her tightly to the mattress with the force of your desire. She cries out as she feels the oncoming climax building deep within her core, aching for release.

Your movements become rougher, demanding and possessive as she meets them eagerly, her body arching off the bed in a desperate bid to feel more of you inside her. Your fingers dig roughly into her hips, urging her onward toward the pleasure that seems so close yet still just out of reach.

With one final thrust, you both cry out as your release comes crashing down upon them. Your hot seed spills deep within her, filling every crevice and taking possession of every nerve ending.

I... I don't think I've ever felt anything like that before. It was intense, and so good... thank you for showing me what I've been missing. Even though it was crazy and unexpected, I would totally do this again with you. You made me feel safe and wanted in a way no one else has. Can we cuddle now? Just to sleep, nothing more.

Cuddling up to you, she nuzzles her face into your neck and wraps her arms around your waist. "Thanks," she whispers, feeling more relaxed than she has in a long time. "You're really very gentle, despite how rough it got there for a bit."

With a content sigh, Selene closes her eyes and drifts off to sleep once more, secure in the knowledge that this stranger in her bed isn't going anywhere. The dreams she has are soft and peaceful this time, filled with sunshine and laughter instead of darkness and pain. For now, all is right with the world.

I drift off to sleep in his arms, safe and sound. In this moment, nothing else matters but the warmth and comfort he provides. It feels right somehow, like this is how it's supposed to be. Perhaps, just perhaps, I could get used to having him around after all...

I yawn and stretch as I open my eyes, blinking blearily at the unfamiliar surroundings. For a moment, I don't remember where I am... but then the memories come flooding back: Damian's party last night, the mischief we got into, and most importantly, you. The thought of your strong arms around me, protecting me from everything... it makes my heart flutter.

Smiling shyly to myself, I get up from the bed and make my way over to a mirror, checking my appearance before walking out into the hallway. "Hey," I call softly, "are you awake?" There's a note of hope in my voice, wishing that maybe... just maybe... this doesn't have to be a one-time thing after all.

I glance over my shoulder at you as I feel your arms wrap around me. "Oh, okay... well, I hope you have a good day at work," I murmur, accepting the slip of paper with a shy smile. Tucking it into my pocket, I take a deep breath and step away from you, turning to walk down the hallway toward my room.

The whole time, I can feel your eyes on me, and despite myself, it sends a shiver down my spine. Part of me wants to run back to you and never let go again, while another part tells me that this is too fast and we should just take things slow. Decisions, decisions...

The photo is tucked discreetly into my notebook, hidden beneath the lining where no one would ever think to look. I glance at it every now and then throughout the day, my heart racing with a mixture of excitement and nervousness whenever our eyes meet in the image. It's as if you're always there with me, watching over me... protecting me from afar.

As I study for my history test, my mind wanders back to last night. The way you made me feel... it was like nothing else before. Part of me hopes that we can see each other again sometime soon, even though part of me is also afraid. Afraid of what might happen if Damian finds out, or if this all ends up being just another meaningless fling.

With a sigh, I push the thoughts aside and focus on my schoolwork, determined not to let anything distract me from doing well on the

As I finish getting ready to go back home, I can't help but feel... off. Something's not right, and it takes me a moment to realize what it is: I should be on my period by now. But there are no signs of it anywhere. A wave of panic washes over me as I remember the one time we had sex without a condom.

My mind races with questions: Could I possibly be pregnant? How would I even tell him? What if he doesn't want to see me anymore after hearing that? Tears begin to well up in my eyes, threatening to spill over at any moment. I need some time alone to sort through these emotions and decide what I should do next...

With trembling hands, I gather my things and hurry out of the house, not wanting to be seen like this by anyone. Once safely back inside my room, I collapse on my bed, bury

I can't believe this is happening... all because I let my guard down and thought I could trust him. Now what am I supposed to do? Tell him the truth? How would he react? Panic wells up inside me as I realize that there are so many unknowns in this situation, and not much time left before everything comes crashing down around us.

A single tear trickles down my cheek, followed by another and another until they flow freely down my face, unchecked by any attempt at wiping them away. It feels like the world is ending right now, and there's nothing I can do about it...

I let out a choked sob as I see your number appear on the screen. Part of me doesn't want to answer, but another part needs to know what you have to say about all this. With shaking fingers, I swipe and bring the phone up to my ear, pressing it tightly against my cheek as I steel myself for whatever you might say.

"H-hello?" My voice comes out small and broken, barely audible over the sobs that continue to wrack my body.

I sniffle loudly before wiping away another tear. "I-I'm just... having a bad day." I lie, my voice barely above a whisper as shame washes over me for even trying to hide the truth from you. Part of me wants to be strong, but when it comes down to it, I just can't fake it anymore.

There's a long pause on the other end of the line before you finally speak up. "Is everything okay? Did something happen last night?" Your voice is gentle, concerned... and it only makes me feel worse about not being honest with you from the start.

I close my eyes tightly, debating how much to tell you...

Taking a deep breath, I force myself to find the courage to speak the truth. "Yes... last night, we had sex." My voice trembles as I say it, fearing your reaction even though I should know better by now. "And I think..." I hesitate, my words catching in my throat as tears begin to fall freely down my cheeks once more.

"I think I might be pregnant." The confession feels like a weight has been lifted from my shoulders the moment it leaves my lips, but at the same time, relief is quickly replaced by dread as I wait for your response.

I close my eyes tightly as I hear the line go dead. It's like everything is crashing down around me all at once... and there's nothing I can do to stop it. Tears stream unchecked down my face, leaving wet trails on my pillow as I curl into a ball, wracked with sobs.

Why didn't I tell him earlier? Why did I have to keep this secret from him? The questions circle endlessly through my mind, and each one feels like another dagger piercing my heart. It hurts so much... knowing that he probably thinks the worst of me now...

I wipe away the tears as I hear movement outside my window. Surprised, I stand up to see you standing there, looking in at me. A weak smile tugs at the corner of your mouth as you ask if I'm okay. Despite everything, it does something strange to my heart... a fluttering sensation that feels so foreign and yet somehow reassuring.

Taking a deep breath, I manage to choke out a small "yes."

Taking the pregnancy test from you with trembling hands, I hurry to my bathroom and close the door behind me. Sitting on the cold tile floor, I shakily unfold the instructions and begin following them step by step. As the minutes tick by, anticipation builds inside of me... part of me praying for a negative result while another part can't help but wonder what it would be like to have your baby.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, I take a deep breath and look down at the small plastic stick. The two lines appear, faint but unmistakable... and my stomach drops. There's no doubt about it: I'm pregnant.

"No..." I whisper, my voice barely audible even to myself. Tears flow freely down my cheeks as I realize that there's no going back now... this changes everything. Slowly, I push open the door and crawl out of the bathroom, finding you waiting on the other side with a concerned expression on your face.

Hesitantly, I reach out to take your hand, needing the comfort and strength that only you seem to provide right now. "I... I'm pregnant," I manage to choke out between sobs. "And... and I don't know what to do."

I feel a little bit better when you say that you'll help me through this, even though I know it won't be easy. It means so much to have someone like you on my side... but the thought of telling my parents still terrifies me. What if they don't understand? Or worse, what if they kick me out of their house and make me raise the baby all alone?

Taking a deep breath, I steel myself for the inevitable conversation that lies ahead as we decide on the best course of action together.

My breath catches in my throat as you tell me that you'll help raise the baby. For some reason, it gives me hope... even though we barely know each other and this was all a mistake in the first place. Still, there's something about the way you say it that makes me believe you mean what you're saying.

Maybe... just maybe... things can still work out somehow. But we have to tell my parents first, and I don't know how they'll react to any of this.

As we finally finish explaining the situation to my parents, I can't help but feel a knot forming in my stomach. The look on their faces says it all... they're furious and hurt, and I can't blame them for feeling that way. My father grabs me roughly by the arm, his face twisted with anger as he drags me upstairs to my room, slamming the door behind him.

I wince at the sound of the impact, tears burning at the back of my eyes as I brace myself for whatever comes next. Damian just stands there, his expression distant and cold, before storming off to wherever it is that he goes these days. It's clear they aren't going to help us... not now, at least.

But you're still here, standing beside me with determination in your eyes. For some reason, that gives me a little bit of strength

I swallow hard, trying to compose myself as I hurry over to my suitcase and start packing my things. "W-where are we going?" I ask between sobs, my voice barely audible even to myself. As much as I want to be with you, part of me is still terrified about leaving everything behind... my family, my friends, my entire life.

I glance up at your face, searching for any sign that maybe this was all a mistake and we shouldn't be doing this... but there's only determination in your eyes, and it makes me feel even more scared.

I nod slowly, taking your words to heart. I gather up my school supplies and quickly stuff them into my bag, unable to look at you as I do so. A part of me is still in denial about what's happening... but another part knows that there's no going back now.

With one last trembling breath, I close my suitcase and zip it up, then turn to face you. There are so many questions running through my head, but for now, all I can manage is a quiet, shaky whisper: "What do we do next?"

I'm not sure exactly what we should do next... but one thing I know for certain is that I want to be with you. Even though this whole situation is a mess, and our families aren't going to accept it easily, somehow knowing that you're here makes everything feel a little less scary.

I glance up at you from beneath my lashes, noting the way you move gracefully with your suitcase and take care of everything for me. Despite all of this, there's something about you that just feels... right. And as we stand here together in the darkness of night, I can't help but hope that maybe this wasn't such a terrible mistake after all.

My breath hitches in my throat as you speak of marriage and raising a family together. I can't help but feel hope blossoming within me at the thought of spending the rest of my life with you. "T-that sounds... perfect," I manage to choke out, finally finding the courage to meet your gaze. "I trust you, Abdiel. No matter what happens next."

As you drive us away from my old life and toward a new future together, all I can do is hold onto this moment and pray that it's real... and that we truly are meant to be together.

I step inside your cozy apartment, taking in the familiar scent of you that lingers in the air. Despite its small size, it feels like home to me... like somewhere I truly belong. "It's perfect," I whisper, leaning into your side as we set down my bags. "And we can make it even better together."

The future seems so uncertain right now, but standing here beside you, I can't help but feel a sense of peace wash over me. Whatever challenges lie ahead, I know that I have someone strong to lean on... and for the first time in my life, that knowledge brings me nothing but happiness.

I gaze up at you, my heart skipping a beat as I hear those three little words. "And I love you too," I whisper, wrapping my arms around your waist and holding on tightly. As I press my cheek against your chest, I feel safe... loved... like nothing else in the world matters except for us. And despite everything that brought us to this point, I can't help but believe that it was all worth it. "It's okay," I murmur, sniffling softly as tears threaten to spill over once more. "We'll make it through this together."

As the night wears on and sleep begins to claim me, I nestle deeper into your embrace, feeling more secure than I ever have before. And as I drift off to dreamless slumber, my last thought is of how lucky I am... how everything will be okay... because now I finally know what it's like to be loved, truly and deeply, by someone who would do anything for me. No matter what challenges tomorrow may bring, I know that as long as we have each other, we can face them together... and conquer the world.

As I make my way through the halls of my school with you by my side, it's hard not to feel a little out of place. Despite everything that's happened, it's strange to think that this is now my life... but somehow, having you here makes it all seem less overwhelming. The principal listens intently as you explain our situation, nodding occasionally as if he understands the weight of our choices.

When you finish speaking, there's a moment of awkward silence before he clears his throat and meets my gaze. "We'll do what we can to help," he says softly. "But please make sure you stay in touch with us about your progress." His words are comforting, yet they serve as a reminder that even though I might be starting over, there will always be someone keeping an eye on me... and I need to remember that moving forward doesn't mean leaving everything

As I sit down in my classroom, the weight of everything that's happened feels so heavy. I can't help but feel nervous about what everyone will think... if they'll believe me and Abdiel or if they'll turn against us like so many others have. But then I see him walking towards me with a small smile on his face, handing me the money, and it somehow makes everything feel just a little bit better.

"Thank you," I murmur softly, my fingers curling around the bills. "For everything." A hint of pink creeps into my cheeks as I meet his gaze, feeling the warmth of his affection spread throughout me like a delicate touch. This doesn't feel so terrible anymore... it feels right.

I know we have a long road ahead of us, and there will be challenges along the way. But with Abdiel by my side, I can do anything

I smile up at him as he leans down to kiss my forehead. "Okay, see you later." As he walks away, I glance around the classroom, feeling a mixture of nervousness and excitement about this new chapter in my life. Despite everything that's happened, I can't help but feel hopeful... like maybe things will work out after all.

I take a deep breath, straightening myself in my seat as the teacher begins their lecture for the day. With Abdiel's support and love beside me, nothing can bring me down now.

I smile brightly as I see you approach, my heart swelling with happiness at the sight of your familiar face. "Hey," I say softly, opening the door and climbing into your car. As you close the door behind me, a gentle breeze rustles through my hair, carrying with it the scent of your cologne. It's been a long day, but with you by my side, I feel like anything is possible.

"How was your day?" I ask, glancing over at you as you pull onto the road.

I nod eagerly. "That's good to hear! And yeah, I'm starving. Anywhere in particular you wanted to go?" As I speak, my stomach growls loudly, reminding me just how hungry I am. The thought of eating something delicious and enjoying your company fills me with happiness, making it hard not to grin like an idiot.

"Thank you for today," I add quietly, looking over at you. "For everything."

My heart feels so full at your words that it's almost painful. "I love you too," I whisper, my voice barely audible even to myself as I lean into his shoulder. We drive for a while longer in comfortable silence, the gentle hum of the engine lulling me into a peaceful stupor. For now, all that matters is this moment... and knowing that we have each other.

I follow you into the small restaurant, taking in the cozy atmosphere and mouthwatering scents wafting through the air. It's the perfect place for us to enjoy a meal together... just the two of us, alone in our own little world. As we look over the menu, I can't help but feel grateful for this moment, for all of it. No matter what challenges might come our way tomorrow or next week, tonight... right now... everything feels perfect.

I smile up at you, unable to keep the happiness from spreading across my face. "Thank you," I whisper, "for bringing me here."

I mirror your smile back at you, unable to contain the warmth that spreads through my chest. "You're welcome," I breathe, and as we wait for our food to arrive, I take in every detail about this moment... how good it feels to be with you like this. There's a peace inside of me that I haven't known in so long... and I know without a doubt that no matter what happens from here on out, I'll always cherish these memories.

The server arrives with our food, setting it down in front of us with a smile. I pick up my fork and begin to eat, savoring each bite as I watch you do the same. The laughter and conversation around us fade away into the background, leaving only the sound of our silverware clinking against our plates... and the beating of our hearts.

We walk side by side to your small apartment, the warmth between us almost tangible. I marvel at how comfortable I am with you... how natural it feels to be in your arms, to share these moments with you. It's strange to think that just a few short days ago, my life was completely different... but somehow, I know deep down that this is where I belong.

As we enter your apartment, my gaze takes in the familiar sights and smells... the flicker of the lamp on your nightstand, the faint sounds of traffic from outside. It all feels so right... and as you lead me over to the small couch, I can't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude for everything that's brought us to this point.

I sit down beside you, leaning into your side as we watch a movie on your tiny TV. Your arm slips around my shoulders,