Dirty Desire

Itzel's tires shrieked in protest as she tore out of the hospital parking lot, her heart racing with fury and hurt. Clinton's words cut deeper. And Her mother's failure seem to fuel her, igniting a firestorm of anger within her, and she needed to feel important and desired.

One place beckoned - Nolan's apartment. Despite how things had turned out, her mind shamelessly lingered to him. The one she knew would make her feel alive, even if for a moment.

She had craved Nolan because he was with her sister, and she had claimed him despite her not loving him. She has no regret whatsoever but hearing them from Clinton hurts her guts.

Now, she sped through the streets, her pulse pounding in her veins, until she screeched to a halt outside his apartment complex.

Nolan, oblivious to the prescence of Itzel, was draw to the door as the doorbell rasped his ears. He pulled the door opened, a look of surprise on his face, and Itzel didn't hesitate.