We arrived back at his house. It was raining harder than before as he pulled into the garage. He unlocked the doors and I got out, wasting no time and running down his driveway. I heard him yell and run after me. He grabbed my shoulder and dragged me back to the house. I pulled me inside, locking the door and pulled me upstairs. He threw me onto the large bed and went to his closet. I watched him, the rainwater dripping from his hair and falling down his bare chest. I looked away, still angry with him, but sadly I was still drawn to him.
He went into the bathroom and came out in jeans. That was it. His chest was bare, only a small pendant necklace hitting it. He hadn't dried off. The water still ran down his chest from his hair. He stared at me through his random strands of dripping hair, his eyes still furious.
I became angry, getting on my knees and yelling at him. "Why the fuck are you angry! You have NO RIGHT to be angry! You cheated on me!"
The realization made more tears fill my eyes, still furious with him. He glared at me, breathing heavily and clenching his fists. I watched him grow angrier, my anger turning into fear. He grit his teeth and growled softly, taking one step towards me. I backed up, my hand tightening around the blankets. I breathed softly and quickly.
Suddenly, he lunged for me. He gripped my neck and held me down to the bed. He hovered over me, tilting his head as he looked into my eyes. His eyes weren't enraged anymore… they were insane.
I tried to cry out, but the hand on my neck quickly covered my mouth. I saw a smile grow in the corners of his mouth. It slowly grew into a sick psychotic smile. I whimpered and tried to move, only making him angrier.
"Don't fight it. You will lose. Just like you always do." He gripped my shirt and pulled at it. I heard the fabric rip and felt cold. I opened my eyes, seeing him holding the front of my shirt. My eyes widened, him looking at the shirt then back at me. "That was too easy…"
He moved down and pulled off my pants quickly. I screamed and pulled away from him, only for him to pull me back. I whimpered as he grabbed the middle of my bra. "You little shit…"
He pulled up on it, making my back raise with it, it snapping and me falling back into his arm. I breathed out and covered my chest. He grinned and slid off my panties quickly, throwing all my clothes onto the floor. I pulled me to him, my chest pressing against his. I put a hand on his smooth chest, tears running down my cheeks. He gripped me tight and threw me back onto the bed.
He tore off his pants and boxers, kneeling over me. I cried out and tried to run away, not wanting to be a part of whatever he was planning. I leaned over me and gripped my wrists to the bed. I looked into my eyes and grew angry again. "You fucking bitch! You never learn, do you! You need to be taught a goddamn lesson!"
He growled and moved back, holding my hips tight and shoving his cock inside of me.