Chapter 6 - The party
We arrived at the party, and went inside. He sat me down on the living room couch as he went to go get us some drinks. When he came back, I took a tiny sip of the coke. He didn't drink much of his either.
Soon, the party became a party and everyone was dancing. He stood up and took my hand in his and we began dancing in a quiet, dark corner in the room. We began grinding as a upbeat song came on and I felt his hands moving all over my body, making sweet sensations run through my body.
His hands somehow found their way to under the back of my shirt and I felt hiim undoeing my bra clasp. He had me in the corner and no one saw what he was doing. I looked at him funny and he smiled. "Oh sorry bubbles, I guess I was movnig a bit fast."
He redid my bra clasp and we continued dancing. A slow song came on and he wrapped his arms around my waist and began moving slowly. I put my arms around his neck and rested my head on his chest.
"I love you bubbles"
I was astonished. He had never said that to me before. I blushed. I didn't say anything back. I felt his arms loosen slightly and one of his hands lift my chin to look at him. "I really do love you Kimi"
I smiled "I don't know if I love you yet. I feel like i do, but im not sure."
We stopped dancing and he slowly led me back to the couch, where he put his arm around me and kissed me very deeply. I felt him pressing me down to lay on the couch, but didn't say anything. He let up and let go of the kiss. "You wanna go talk?"
I guessed that he had felt me tense up when he pressed me back and wanted to talk about it. I hoped he didn't want to break up with me because of it.
I followed him into the guest bedroom of Phil and Lil's house. We sat on the bed and I waited for him to let me down.
Instead, he kissed me abruptly and deeply, pressing me down on the bed. He made his way on top of me and started moving my shirt up off of me. I looked up and he had his shirt off and his hands were moving all over my body. His hands were in places where I didn't want them.
"Stop Micheal. Please"
"No, I don't want to. It feels so good."
I felt his hands go under my bra and I moaned despite my attempts to not enjoy this. I didn't want this.
I sat up "STOP!"
His eyes flashed an angry color "Shut up you damn bitch. I'll do what I want with you."
He then undid his pants and pulled them off, doing the same to mine, in what seemed like one single moved. I tried not to look down at him, but couldn't help but to. I needed to know what to expect, even if i didn't want him.
He had begun punching me in my chest and when I tried to yell for help, he slapped my across my face. I screamed in agony and he just laughed "Thats right bitch, now yell my name. YELL IT!"
I cried out of pain as he punched me on my cheek. He put himself in me although I struggled. It seemed like an eternity when he finally stoped puting me through so much torture. He then began to just press his fist in me, making me cry harder than ever before.
Then, as if by a miricle, he got off of me and dressed himself. I was crying as I tried to put my clothes on but couldn't because my hands were shaking so bad. His expression changed as he helped me put my clothes back on. I looked at him with a confused expression.
"Im sorry baby. i really am. its just your so hot, and i was...im so sorry.."
He looked at me with this pitiful expression and I forgave him. After all, he loved me. And he was still my boyfriend. He carried me to the bathroom and helped me clean up.
"Please don't tell anyone baby. This won't happen again. I promise"
I just nodded and he carried me out of the party and into his car. He drove me home and I got out of the car without saying good-bye.
A/N : I hope you like this. I'll write more soon.
We arrived at the party, and went inside. He sat me down on the living room couch as he went to go get us some drinks. When he came back, I took a tiny sip of the coke. He didn't drink much of his either.
Soon, the party became a party and everyone was dancing. He stood up and took my hand in his and we began dancing in a quiet, dark corner in the room. We began grinding as a upbeat song came on and I felt his hands moving all over my body, making sweet sensations run through my body.
His hands somehow found their way to under the back of my shirt and I felt hiim undoeing my bra clasp. He had me in the corner and no one saw what he was doing. I looked at him funny and he smiled. "Oh sorry bubbles, I guess I was movnig a bit fast."
He redid my bra clasp and we continued dancing. A slow song came on and he wrapped his arms around my waist and began moving slowly. I put my arms around his neck and rested my head on his chest.
"I love you bubbles"
I was astonished. He had never said that to me before. I blushed. I didn't say anything back. I felt his arms loosen slightly and one of his hands lift my chin to look at him. "I really do love you Kimi"
I smiled "I don't know if I love you yet. I feel like i do, but im not sure."
We stopped dancing and he slowly led me back to the couch, where he put his arm around me and kissed me very deeply. I felt him pressing me down to lay on the couch, but didn't say anything. He let up and let go of the kiss. "You wanna go talk?"
I guessed that he had felt me tense up when he pressed me back and wanted to talk about it. I hoped he didn't want to break up with me because of it.
I followed him into the guest bedroom of Phil and Lil's house. We sat on the bed and I waited for him to let me down.
Instead, he kissed me abruptly and deeply, pressing me down on the bed. He made his way on top of me and started moving my shirt up off of me. I looked up and he had his shirt off and his hands were moving all over my body. His hands were in places where I didn't want them.
"Stop Micheal. Please"
"No, I don't want to. It feels so good."
I felt his hands go under my bra and I moaned despite my attempts to not enjoy this. I didn't want this.
I sat up "STOP!"
His eyes flashed an angry color "Shut up you damn bitch. I'll do what I want with you."
He then undid his pants and pulled them off, doing the same to mine, in what seemed like one single moved. I tried not to look down at him, but couldn't help but to. I needed to know what to expect, even if i didn't want him.
He had begun punching me in my chest and when I tried to yell for help, he slapped my across my face. I screamed in agony and he just laughed "Thats right bitch, now yell my name. YELL IT!"
I cried out of pain as he punched me on my cheek. He put himself in me although I struggled. It seemed like an eternity when he finally stoped puting me through so much torture. He then began to just press his fist in me, making me cry harder than ever before.
Then, as if by a miricle, he got off of me and dressed himself. I was crying as I tried to put my clothes on but couldn't because my hands were shaking so bad. His expression changed as he helped me put my clothes back on. I looked at him with a confused expression.
"Im sorry baby. i really am. its just your so hot, and i was...im so sorry.."
He looked at me with this pitiful expression and I forgave him. After all, he loved me. And he was still my boyfriend. He carried me to the bathroom and helped me clean up.
"Please don't tell anyone baby. This won't happen again. I promise"
I just nodded and he carried me out of the party and into his car. He drove me home and I got out of the car without saying good-bye.
A/N : I hope you like this. I'll write more soon.
