Crash Into Me
By Twinb80
Chapter Six: Sweet Surrender
She opened her eyes and saw him staring at her. Her chest continued to move up and down as she willed her breathing to return to normal. He smiled at her and then withdrew from her body, bringing her gown back down to give her modesty. He pulled his pants back on and brought his suspenders back over his shoulders. She braced her elbows on the table and looked at him. Their time together had never been like that. She waited for him to speak to her about this. Instead he leaned forward and kissed her forehead, afterward leaving the kitchen. She brought herself up to a sitting position and braced her hands against the table beneath her. When she could finally stop trembling, she jumped down from the table, her hands finding her robe and underwear on the floor before making her way upstairs.
She immediately walked into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Her soiled nightclothes lay on the bathroom floor as she stood in the shower, letting the hot water wash over her aching body. She didn't know how long she had stood there as the images of what they had just done raced across her mind. Her face burned as she remembered how she had lost control of herself. At how loud she had become as he moved inside her. They should have been more careful. Just because it was late at night didn't mean that a neighbor of theirs hadn't heard them. They had been too loud for someone not to have heard them. Her hand found the bar of soap and she began to wash his scent away, continuing with her hair. She then sent a silent prayer to God that no one had heard them. If they had, she knew that Justin's destiny could be in jeopardy. They couldn't afford that. She would have to tell him that next time they would have to control themselves, and not let themselves get carried away. Happy with this solution, she turned the shower off and found a towel. She wrapped the towel around her body and made her way back to her room.
She passed his door and found it shut. She closed her door behind her and found fresh underwear and a nightgown. This time her gown was modest. She put her underwear on under the towel and then tossed the towel onto her bed. She looked down at her body and was shocked to see bruises had already formed on her skin. She closed her eyes and sent another prayer up to God that no one would see the bruises Justin had left. When she was done, she opened her eyes and took in her bruises. Her neck bore a scar where he had bitten her, and the area around it had already became purple. Her breasts had fared better and she knew that his finger marks would be gone by tomorrow. Her hips bore faint bruises from when his hands had held her tightly to him. Her thighs had endured the most damage. They both bore marks from when his hands had forced them apart and when she had wrapped them around his shirt-covered waist. She closed her eyes and counted to ten to calm herself down. After she was done she opened her eyes and reached for her nightgown. She brought the gown over her head and then crawled into bed. She lay there on her side staring at the wall, demanding sleep to find her.
She listened as Justin entered the bathroom, starting his shower. Iris suddenly remembered that she hadn't put her soiled nightclothes in the hamper. But now she didn't care what happened to them. She was almost asleep when she heard the shower being turned off. She lay awake and listened as he left the bathroom and went back into his room. She closed her eyes and willed herself to fall asleep again. Her mind began to drift to sleep when she heard her doorknob turn. Her back was to the door and she willed herself not to flinch as he closed the door behind him. The only sound in the room was his feet against the wooden floor as he made his way to her bed. He puled back the covers and slid in beside her. She didn't move as his nightclothes pressed against her back. His arms wrapped around her and he lovingly kissed her check. He whispered his goodnight in her ear and she whispered the same back to him. He fell asleep soon there after. She lay awake listening to him breathe behind her. Was this how it was going to be from now on? No more pretend games of "it didn't happen."? Iris prayed that this was the truth - that they would now have no more secrets or games between them. She offered a silent thanks to whoever was listening. She closed her eyes and was soon sleeping peacefully in her brother's embrace
