Blurry

Blurry
Chapter One

Everything's so blurry
And everyone's so fake
And everybody's empty
And everything is so messed up
Pre-occupied without you
I cannot live at all
My whole world surrounds you
I stumble then I crawl
Blurry~~Puddle of Mudd

Margot Fontainne pulled her arms closer to her chest as a violent shiver wracked through her small, thin frame. Goosebumps sprung up across her pale, bare arms as fat, wet dollops of rain fell from the grey, stormy sky. She continued on down the path, no real destination in mind. She blinked rapidly as few raindrops fell on her eyelashes, her hair matted to her skull from the rain and damp. The rain slid down her cheeks, mingled with the tears and make-up. A loud, painful sob passed Margot's lips as she shuffled along, her floaty, green summer dress stuck to her skin. She took a deep, painful breath and threw all caution to the wind, turning around and sticking her thumb out, her first ever attempt to hitch-hike. A sleek silver car zoomed past, splashing water over her.
"Fuckhead." She yelled, throwing her arms in the air.
"Don't want to get the shiny new car wet." Margot turned, her wet blonde hair whipping around, sending droplets of water flying as it slapped against her cheek.
"Hello." She said, turning to the guy leaning against the wall, soaked from the rain.
"Hello." His thin white shirt stuck to his chest as Margot shivered again.
"Sorry for disturbing you." She half-yelled as he continued to lean against the wall, his hands in the pockets of his dark, drenched jeans.
"No, not disturbing me." He answered as he slid a hand through is hair, brushing the wet, brown strands out of his face. Margot saw that he was partially protected by a small awning on the building so she went and stood next to him, flattening herself against the wall.
"So c-cold." She muttered as she shivered, barely covered by the awning.
"I like it." He answered as he shuffled closer to shield her.
"I hate it." She spat vehemently, her teeth chattering.
"Then why are you outside?" He asked, arching an eyebrow at her.
"Becasue I went to surprise my boyfriend and he was cheating on me and I left. A-And now it's cold and raining." She stuttered, her eyes tearing up again as the pain of betrayal filled her shattered heart.
"That explains the dress." He murmured, trailing the backs of his fingers down the thin strap of the now dark green dress. He pressed the pads of his fingers against her cheek and wiped away at her smudged mascara. Margot looked up at him, realising how much taller than her he was. She blinked, her eyelids closing and opening on her baby blue eyes. His hands closed around her wrists and she felt herself being roughly shoved against the wet brick wall. Her hands were held above her head, his hand (much bigger than hers) pinning them. She struggled against his firm chest and he stilled. She opened her mouth to say something when he pressed his lips against hers. The straps of the dress slid down her shoulders and arms, pooling at her waist. He used his free hand to sling her legs around his waist before trailing his hand up the fabric covering her thighs and up her smooth, pale stomach.
"Oh God." she murmured as his fingers enclosed around a nipple, twisting it roughly.
"No, but I like to think I'm close." He muttered as he sucked at the tender flesh that connected her neck to her collarbone. His hand came down between them, up and under her skirt to drag her flimsy, rain-soaked underwear down. He spread his legs a little wider and his pants were undone and halfway down his backside before she realised that he had two fingers pressed against her clit, rubbing at it and gently pinching between his fingers.
"You ready?"
She nodded and she felt him rub his erection aginst her thigh. It took a little gentle manouevering and he thurst into her. Margot was pushed up the wall from the momentum and the bricks cut into her back as the rain caused her to slide against it. She threw her head back and maoned, big droplets of rainwater sliding down her throat as he continued to push into her. He pulled back before sliding in again. Out then in. His heaps keeping a steady pace as she ran her fingers through his drenched brown hair. He slips a hand between them and his thumb starts rubbing at her clitoris again, his teeth digging into one of her nipples.
"Nyguh." she groaned as a hand found her lower back, supporting her as he pushed into her harder and faster. Margot gathers her wits together and tightens her left leg around his waist, slinging her right leg over his shoulder.
"Flexible...much?" He panted as she closed her eyes against the increasing rain, her eyelashes heavy with raindrops.
"Gymnastics, ballet, dancing, cheerleading and the occasional pole dancing lesson." She replied, using her right leg to pull him closer. He brushed against something sensitive and she hooked a foot around his arm for better leverage and pulling him even closer at a harder pace. He pushed it at a slightly different angle and a tremor wracked through her thin frame. He thurst in again , his teeth digging into her nipple, hard enough to pierce.
"Christ." She moaned as she came, her inner walls tightening around him. She felt him come, the muscles in his back tightening as she gripped at them, her leg throbbing painfully. She gently lowered her leg and he rested her on the floor. Margot reached forawrd and buttoned his pants up as he slid her dress back up, reaching behind her to run his fingers through her hair to neaten it. He trailed his fingers down the marks on her back where her shoulder blades ground against the harsh bricks of the wall.
"Sorry." He muttered, helping her slide her underwear back up.
"I'm Margot." she murmured awkwardly holding her hand out for him to shake.
"Lachlan." He shook her hand, cheekily smiling at her. He turned and walked away, his hands in his pockets as The rain finally started to ease. He stopped and turned and Margot had to strain to hear his voice over the steady beat of the rain.
"Nice meeting you."