Chapter 4A Chapter by MiuTears fell from her eyes.Did I ever mention in detail about how she kissed me? I might as well tell you. Her lips were always soft, like a light sheet of silk. The kisses were always light, but they had a dramatic affect on me. And for some strange reason, she always had one finger on the base of my throat, with the exception of a few times. It was weird to not feel her finger on my throat. Instead of her finger being on the base of my throat, it was pressed to my chest and her lips were pushing harder than normal. It scared me slightly but not too much. When she pulled back she ran away. There was another time where she scared me. I was sitting and she was standing like always. It started out light, but she started to push harder. Then her tongue touched my bottom lip; I gasped and her tongue slipped into my mouth. I let out a muffled yelp when her tongue touched mine. Then she pulled away. I was the one who ran away this time. At the time, I didn’t understand why she had done that. Maybe I should tell you that she kissed me quite frequently. Whenever she felt that it was right. That also meant that I didn’t know when she was kiss me. To me it was random; there was no pattern that I could see. We had a lot of awkward moments. For example, one day at the library, she was walking and tripped. Somehow she fell on me. We fell to the floor together; I opened my eyed to find her laying on my chest. Her lips were on the base of my throat. When she came to notice this, she smiled. She then pushed my head to the floor. Then I felt a harsh nip on my throat; I yelped. She got up and helped me up. We left the library and were walking home; she grabbed my hand and intertwined her fingers with mine. When we got to her house she hugged me. Then she left. That night I couldn’t fall asleep. A few weeks later she invited me over to her house. After I got there she pulled me up into her room. I asked her why I was there and she told me that she wanted to try a few things. Not knowing what those things were, I was ok with it. She asked me to sit on her bed, so I did as I was told. I thought she was going to kiss me, but she started nipping at my neck instead. I yelped quietly. She came up from my neck and told me to take deep breathes. I did as I was told and her nips didn’t surprise me anymore. She pushed my shoulders and I fell back on her bed. Her nips were becoming relaxing so I closed my eyes and let my body go limp. I soon fell asleep. When I woke up my head was laying on her lap. She was staring into my eyes; studing them. I looked back and tried to match her gaze. But something about her look was special, almost loving. She started to laugh when she noticed that I was trying to match her looking. I was confused. She quickly coght on and stopped laughing. She then told me that my mind thought that I had no human emotions, but really I had them, I just couldn’t understand and name them. I was enraged by this. She wasn’t me, she couldn’t feel what I had felt. I snapped into a sitting position and tried to argue with her. Deep inside my mind secretly wanted her to be right. I kept telling her that she was wrong, I wasn’t human. Soon she was tired of hearing me protest and started to kiss me. This kiss wasn’t like the other kisses she had given me. It was harsh and fierce. She was using force that I has never seen before. I was truly scared of her. I felt like she could have ripped me into a million pieces easily. Because of this fear, tears cascaded down my cheeks. She only deepened the kiss.. Her tongue invaded my month. I tried to yelp, scream, and whine but everything was muffled and useless. She pulled back eventually, a thin line of saliva between us. She pushed me back until I was laying on the bed once again. I closed my eyes in fear as to what was going to happen, but instead of pain, I felt tears drop onto my cheeks. I opened my eyes to see her broken and hurt; tears of true sorrow pouring from her eyes. I simply pulled her into a hug and tried to please her again. She had truly fallen in love with me. © 2011 MiuAuthor's Note
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AuthorMiuAboutIm a quiet person who has emotional problems. I'm trying my hardest to hang on to what i know. Other than all of that creepy dark stuff, i love to write, read, draw, hang with my colorguard family (t.. more..Writing
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