Riley's P.O.V
Her words were stuck inside my head. She told me that it was a joke and just a spur in the moment, but I think she meant it. She wanted me to rapeh her? How is that even possible? I mean, I know how to do it but how can it be called 'r**e' when she likes it herself?
I lay awake on my bed, staring at the ceiling. I had painted glow in the dark glaxy on my ceiling. I always look at it and pretend that I was outside. Right now, I was asking my ceiling a sign if I should go about what I thought or not. It might not be unruly but I also wanted it myself.
I turned my head to where my lampshade was and saw that the clock had already turned to 1. It was 1 in the morning. I've been contemplating whether to actually do it or not for about four hours now. My ears kept ringing and m
