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Toxic Pull

Date: 10/19/2017, Categories: Love Stories, Author: MadameMolly, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories

last few moments of her life and didn’t like the thought that entered her mind. ‘Look at yourself.’ Lucy looked into the mirror on her vanity. Her hair was in a big, messy, dirty-blonde heap on top of her head and her brown eyes were bright and slightly wild. ‘All this for a man that will come here, fuck you, pass out on you, and leave you without calling until he’s horny and without ass,’ the spiteful woman with Lucy’s voice snapped. “I can’t help it, I love him,” Lucy mumbled feebly and tears filled her eyes. She heard the door open and looked up from her bed to see Michael walking through. All of her fears and sadness washed away as it always did when she looked at Michael. Everything faded into the black of his always shaggy hair, into the stubble that donned his perfect face and into those beautiful green eyes. Eyes she lost herself in whenever she was with him, eyes that looked through her and commanded her to love him, eyes that saw who she really was and gave her every promise her heart ever desired. Lucy knew he loved her when she looked into his eyes. It was all there and is why she allowed him in every time he called. That is why she allowed another piece of herself to die every time he called and didn’t stay. “There’s my girl,” he said, leaning on the door and locking it back. When she first moved into the tiny apartment, she made sure that he had a key. She wanted him to be able to come over anytime he needed her. He slowly made his way to her. “Hey baby.” ... “Hey, Mickey. Watch the glass.” Mickey froze and looked down, “What did you do?” “I knocked over my water glass and I got a piece in my foot.” “Hang tight,” he mumbled and left her room. He came back with the broom and the dust pan and began to sweep up the glass. “Mickey, you don’t have to do that. I’ll get it.” “Hush.” He finished sweeping up the glass and came back into her room with a bottle of peroxide, a cotton ball, a band-aide, and a pair of tweezers. Lucy kept her head down so he couldn’t see the smile on her face. He sat on her bed and patted his lap. “Come on, give me your foot.” “Oh no, buddy, you’ve been drinking. I’ll get it out,” Lucy protested. “Lucy. Foot. Lap. Now,” he commanded, patting his lap again. “You’re so bossy,” she mumbled and moved so she could give him her foot. He took her foot and brought it up to his face and the tweezers to her foot. “Eek!” she cried, pulling her foot back and scrunching her eyes closed. “Stop now,” Michael said laughing and pulled her foot back to him. With perfect care and tenderness that you would never expect from a 6’4" drunk man, he managed to get the glass out without hurting her at all. He cleaned it with peroxide, tickling her only once, and then covered it with the band-aide. “This only needs one thing and you are all done.” “What’s that?” “This,” he said, and kissed her foot tenderly. Lucy looked into the eyes of the man she loved and he kissed her foot again, only closer to her heel this time. Then her ankle, and her ...