International Highschool (Stuff the Warrior Admins would freak out about!)

Zolt was taken back at first and kissed her back, his body seeming to relax for a moment as he kissed her back.

She shut the door behind herself still kissing him passionately. One of her hands was around his neck the other on his chest clenching his shirt.

Zolt pulled her close and matched her kissed. He pulled away from her mouth and kissed her neck, quickly leaving a bruise.

A soft moan left her lips as he did so.

Zolt started to move down her neck a bit, his hands slipping under her shirt when he suddenly pulled away and backed up. "Lillian... I can't."

" why not?" She asked a bit breathless.

"Why do you think!?" He asked as he turned away from her. "I killed the boy that loved you and now he haunts me!"

Lillian frowned " I don't care." She mumbled.

"I do!" He hissed.

" I don't know how not to be a whore." Lillian said bluntly. " I'm so suppose to be passed around and used and right now that's not happening..."

"Then you'll have to find someone else because I can't do it!" Zolt said. "As much as I want to take you and fuck the shit out of you, I can't do it because he is watching me."

" kinda kinky." She said softly. " I don't trust anyone else though..."

Zolt shook his head and sighed. "I need to clear my head, I'm gonna go for a walk." He said. "You're welcome to stay here or not." He said.

Lillian sighed just wanting to give up.

Zolt gathered his coat and left the house.

Lillian decided to stay. She didn't know what else to do.

Hours passed and Zolt still didn't return.

Lillian had wondered around his place debating on what to do.

Most the rooms had been cleaned except for the basement, it was still a mess but the computer area was even more so a mess.

lillian sat on the couch wondering what the hell she was doing here, or why she was even alive...

A message pinged on her phone.

Lillian pulled her phone out of her pocket to read it.

"I understand you may be trying to help me heal, but it is a bit rude to send me my brothers favorite flowers, isn't it?" The message read. The number was a foreign number,

" who is this?" She typed back confused.

"Wolfgang, sorry should have specified." He said.

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