You wouldn’t know what it is like-lying there. Watching people press their ugly faces in on you. It was….odd. Not to where I didn’t understand but to the point where it didn’t make sense. He really messed me up. I mean, really.
I didn’t know why he did. Until then. Until the time came. Until……death.
Not exactly what I would call MY “fantasy.” But it was surely his. His fantasy he enjoyed. I would of if he hadn’t done things so…..erotic. I’ll explain.
It was just a regualr day of school. Beautiful day. A kind of day I would go out and take a long walk through the park, preferably the woods. My mind was racing here and there about guys I liked. Ones I wanted, ones I didn’t. But my mind soon fell on one. Very obvious such thoughts would lead to him.
He had just gotten out of Juvi. Maybe he was a pretty good guy for I’d heard him at his own word. Very convincing, but not quite. His eyes give away so much information, that every girl misses it. And why is it they turned up dead whenever they were last seen with him?
Maybe not him it could be, but his inner demon. Might you have heard such before. I have. But anyway, the point was I wanted nothing to do with him. But he wanted SOMETHING very particular with me. It was sort of like “Hannibal.” But not close enough to match.
I did fall in love on one or more occasions when we….played around. He’s very good with romance. Good choice of music-no guy I’ve ever had has ever played “Mistress” by Disturbed just for ME. It was quite amusing. But it wasn’t enough for me to love him.
At first hand, I will tell you the rough nights we had. No, we never dated…….oh, all right. I suppose we did. Fine, you got me. Yes, we were dating. The rough nights I can never forget when he tried to get me to have sex. I never wanted to on a count I wanted to have sex when I was married. Never before. He said he’d go easy, but being that he was a Juvi, I much didn’t trust his word.
But so, he was gentle and kinder than any man I’ve ever met. But one night, he decided to go real rough. The kind you couldn’t take. I mean, he really pushed it far. His hands danced across me lightly. I loved the way he did his magic.
they moved upward and on to my neck and held my head in place while he kissed my lips. That’s when everything went wrong.
“Why?” he asked, more of a demand because of the strange thrust he charged at my throat.
“What?” I managed to choke.
“Why don’t you say you love me?” his eyes were wide with fear and hate.
“Get off me.” I begged.
“Not until.” he said sternly.
My heart was out of my chest while he choked me. I felt my face grow purple and it felt as if to pop. Then, he left me there. I stared at the cieling as what seemed like ages. Until my friend came along. Liz and Chris.
Liz broke out crying when she saw my face. And Chris held her. Two very good friends of mine, and I didn’t even get to say goodbye.
I should have listened to Chris. He was friends with him. He told me that he was planning to kill me because I never said I loved him. All inthe name of love. Damn-it. I would of lived! So I figured out after my death, all he wanted was me.It was just a regualr day of school. Beautiful day. A kind of day I would go out and take a long walk through the park, preferably the woods. My mind was racing here and there about guys I liked. Ones I wanted, ones I didn’t. But my mind soon fell on one. Very obvious such thoughts would lead to him.
He had just gotten out of Juvi. Maybe he was a pretty good guy for I’d heard him at his own word. Very convincing, but not quite. His eyes give away so much information, that every girl misses it. And why is it they turned up dead whenever they were last seen with him?
Maybe not him it could be, but his inner demon. Might you have heard such before. I have. But anyway, the point was I wanted nothing to do with him. But he wanted SOMETHING very particular with me. It was sort of like “Hannibal.” But not close enough to match.
I did fall in love on one or more occasions when we….played around. He’s very good with romance. Good choice of music-no guy I’ve ever had has ever played “Mistress” by Disturbed just for ME. It was quite amusing. But it wasn’t enough for me to love him.
At first hand, I will tell you the rough nights we had. No, we never dated…….oh, all right. I suppose we did. Fine, you got me. Yes, we were dating. The rough nights I can never forget when he tried to get me to have sex. I never wanted to on a count I wanted to have sex when I was married. Never before. He said he’d go easy, but being that he was a Juvi, I much didn’t trust his word.
But so, he was gentle and kinder than any man I’ve ever met. But one night, he decided to go real rough. The kind you couldn’t take. I mean, he really pushed it far. His hands danced across me lightly. I loved the way he did his magic.
they moved upward and on to my neck and held my head in place while he kissed my lips. That’s when everything went wrong.
“Why?” he asked, more of a demand because of the strange thrust he charged at my throat.
“What?” I managed to choke.
“Why don’t you say you love me?” his eyes were wide with fear and hate.
“Get off me.” I begged.
“Not until.” he said sternly.
My heart was out of my chest while he choked me. I felt my face grow purple and it felt as if to pop. Then, he left me there. I stared at the cieling as what seemed like ages. Until my friend came along. Liz and Chris.
Liz broke out crying when she saw my face. And Chris held her. Two very good friends of mine, and I didn’t even get to say goodbye.
I should have listened to Chris. He was friends with him. He told me that he was planning to kill me because I never said I loved him. All inthe name of love. Damn-it. I would of lived! So I figured out after my death, all he wanted was me.