L0lita - Lana Del Ray

You had always had a thing for older women. So, of course, it eventually led to you being in a relationship with one, well actually with several. Though you made them fall like dominoes, there was one you adored a little too much. She had always treated you well, showering you with gifts, and, god, the way she touched you was unforgettable.

But, as always, it came to an end. She said you were at different stages in life, on different levels. Long story short, you were too much of a mess for her. It was fine, you understood and were used to it, but still, you weren’t ready to just let her go.

Then, your mother introduced her new girlfriend, and you couldn’t believe your eyes. It would have been almost amusing if it weren’t so complicated.

Of course, the tension between the two of you didn’t just disappear, and you liked to abuse that. You wanted to have her again, to have your fun. She didn’t seem to mind either, although she never acted on it, sometimes she got a little touchy or had that look in her eyes. It was obvious that she still wanted you to be her baby, and you made it clear you could be hers any time.

“See you later, L0lita,” one of your friends said with a little laugh as you both walked out of school. God, you hated that nickname, but you did deserve it after all, there was no point in denying that. So you let them say it, though you understood their intentions behind it. You didn’t care what they said about you, you never listened to anyone. Before you could bite back a response, you were silenced by the slightly amused look in Ellie’s eyes. Quickly you said goodbye to your friend and walked over to her then.

“Where’s Mom?” you asked, a bit of confusion in your voice. “At work. She asked me to pick you up today,” she replied, the amusement in her voice unmistakable.

“So, L0lita, huh?” she finally said as you both sat in her black Porsche. “How fitting for you, princess.”