Chapter 7: PPG
"Get out of my house!" I screamed.
"Please, I don't need to be told twice." he said while storming out of my room.
On his way out, he slammed my door shut. I winced and fell onto my bed crying. I couldn't but think why Brick and I were fighting. Then I remembered he hit my face and smacked me hard on the head. I had fallen onto the vanity next to my bed. The mirror broke and glass was everywhere in a million pieces. I screamed as blood smeared my face and leaked out down my cheeks. I couldn't believe this was happening, he gripped my neck and threw me onto the bed and tore all my clothes off. He began unbuttoning his blue jeans and crawled on top of me and pressed our nude bodies up against each other. As he kissed my bloodied cheeks, I kicked him in his abdomen and his eyes turned to pain. He got off me and grabbed himself, cursing loudly as I stared. I screamed and he left the room. I fell back on my bed and cried hard. I thought of this as I curled up around my pillow. I wished the night could start over.
I woke with a start, panting hard as I took in the room I rested in. I was in Brick's room. I was under the familiar red blankets on a familiar mattress where I had been sleeping on for weeks. I turned to my left where Brick was staring at me with his red eyes. I could see he was worried. He quickly sat up and hugged my shoulders and waist clothed in pink cotton. I slowly began to unwind, but then cried into his bare chest. I grabbed his neck as he rocked me back and forth. The nightmare had scared me half to death and waking up from it lost my other half to heaven where I was so thankful to still be in Brick's arms. The tears had reached my cut by the time I finished telling him what happened in the dream. They began to sting and my throat began to ache from the time Dexter strangled me. There were still bruises running up my neck from my chest. Both throbbed as I blubbered and my throat tightened. Brick noticed and began to gently place kisses on my neck, kissing my wounds. I shivered as his warm breath circulated throughout my body. I could feel his hands move to my shirt and he began to unbutton it. I obliged and pulled it over my head as he kissed my mouth, begging for me to open up to him. As we continued to kiss with lust, he moaned and pulled my boy shorts off and bra, discarding them on the floor, the same went for his boxers. I moaned into his throat as he touched my bare body with his fingers and his own body. I sucked on his neck and groaned when he placed open kisses down my stomach where i felt my muscles contract from his feather light touch. I felt my core heat up as I felt our bodies connect, moaning into his ear as we both were trapped inside each other, unwilling to let go. I felt my entire body blush when he said he loved me more than anything.
When you say you love someone, it never compared to this. I was giving away something to Brick, something he could never return except his own, our virginities. I've wanted so badly to have someone who would love me for me. Brick was that person and I wanted to love him more than any other person ever could. I never wanted to let go of him, afraid that I would lose him, I loved him with all my heart. The thought that kept me wondering was that he never let go either. He never pulled away from me and it seemed like he never would he didn't love me for my body, he loved me for who I was and who I wanted to become. He continued to kiss me with so much passion and lust, his eyes stared back into mine as I felt amazing sensations run wild throughout my body. I couldn't believe he was mine. We were meant to be together, we were soul mates and tonight proved it.