A fling, that's what this was supposed to be.

And yet here she was, holding onto you, keeping you around like you were the only thing that kept her alive.

You and her were stuck in a hookup, met at a lesbian party and hit it off. You both couldn't get enough so you met up pretty often... but you never went beyond friends with benefits. Semi knew this, she knew you would never see it as more than that, but she couldn't help her feelings, not at all.

...

"Who did this to you?" She grumbled, holding your face which was adorned it scratches and bruises. So you got into a fight, big deal.