#ft. calvin

carmens  night  had  spiraled into an dark abyss, each passing minute only adding to the weight of everything.  a  stinging  sensation  around  her  neck,  gave  away  to  a haunting trail  of purple  bruises,  only telling  a piece  tonights story.  she  couldn't  think  past  heated  brimmed  tears,  that  threatened  to  fall. making  her  way  as  fast  as  she  could,  to  the  one  person  who  knew  how  to  make  her  feel  good  as  of  late.  with a million thoughts flooding her mind there was no time to  call  or  text.  trembling fist unexpectedly punded  against  his  door,  at  what  could  be  deemed  sinful  hours.  she  bounced  on  the  balls  of  her  feet  anxiously  waiting  for the door to open .  words failed her as the door swung open. without hesitation  she surged  forward,  her  lips  meeting  his  faster  than  she  could  think.  acrylic  nails  raked  into  his  hair,  as  she  moved  forward  pushing  them  further  into  his  home.  her  lips  smashed  against  his with a fiery intensity that churned from her gut,  the  flavor  of  her  cherry  gloss  faint  on  her  lips,  adding  a  flavor  to  their heated  kiss.  in this moment, she craved him, yearned for him to erase the memories of life's cruel realities. she  needed  this,  needed  him  to  make  her  forget  how  shitty  life  could  be. | @sakurapizza

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𝙅𝙐𝙇𝙄𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙀 𝘾𝙊𝙐𝙇𝘿𝙉'𝙏 𝙍𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙈𝘽𝙀𝙍 𝙏𝙃𝙀 last time she felt so nervous, her fingers anxiously tugging at the fabric of her dress as her gaze peered up at the numbers over the elevator door, watching them count up toward the floor of the penthouse suite. the only other occasion that she had stepped foot inside this hotel was when she had given her husband the divorce papers that were meant to end their relationship officially. since then, they had only seen each other once - over a month ago on the night where they impulsively fell into bed together for what felt like a final goodbye. these days their only contact was done through their lawyers, and despite the fact that her own had told her to keep it that way, she needed to talk to him face to face for this. there was a life growing inside of her now. his child. it had already been two weeks since her doctor had confirmed the news over the phone - that the two blue lines on the dozen of pregnancy tests she had taken were accurate, and she knew it wasn’t right to keep that information to herself any longer. fortunately the hotel’s receptionist had known who she was the second she walked to the front desk, no doubt from her face being plastered all over social media for the last few years, and slid a keycard towards her with a sly look on her face when she asked to see calvin. she only hoped that the woman had been professional enough to call and tell him she was here when she walked away. the soft ding of the elevator finally signaled her arrival, a sound that had her palm resting on her stomach without realizing it as the doors slid open. jules stepped out into the hallway and walked slowly toward the entrance of his suite, her heart beating fast, hand hovering over the wood for a few seconds too long until she willed herself to knock. she didn't have to wait long before the lock clicked and the door swung open. the male suddenly stood in front of her, handsome as ever, and juliette couldn't help but swallow nervously as she met his gaze. ❝hey,❞ she greets him softly, voice sounding steadier than how she felt. ❝i'm sorry for showing up like this but i need to talk to you... can i come in? it won't take long.❞ she makes sure to add, knowing that he was most likely busy with something work related - as usual.

The Killers - Some Kind of Love