Blythe (Duncan up top!)
Hugging my knees to my chest I watched Duncan punch the punching bag in front of him furiously. It had been three weeks since Bianca punished me for not going along with her game. Things were bad and worse. I wanted Duncan, I needed him inside of me and it was killing me slowly but surely not to have him.
Watching him sweat as he beat the bag senseless I sighed knowing he was wishing it was Bianca. At this point I wished the same. Getting off the gym floor I walked out without speaking to him. Feeling hot in my clothes I slipped them off as I headed to the bathroom. Running the cold water I stepped into the shower and hugged myself as I cooled off. Looking up when the door opened I stared at Duncan as he came in and froze when he saw me.
Looking at him I watch
