Ring ring. Ring ring. I sleepily grabbed for the acursed phone that inturpted my weekend nap and brung it to my ear. I push the grogginess from my voice as i answer. "Hello?"
"Nadia, Its Demond." My ex's voice was not so much a welcomed interuption but the strain in it ment that he needed somthing or somthing bad had happened." I got my orders and I'm being depolyed next month. Is it ok if I see you one last time?" He continued. My first insinct was to decline but the dispair in his voice kept me from doing so.
"Come on over."I told him with a sigh. He thanked me and I hung up. I quickly popped in a movie as I waited for him to arrive. About 30 minutes later he was at my back door with a frown on his face. I lead him back to my room Where I was watching the movie and asked him what was wrong.
"Nothing." He said with a shrug. But you aren't friends with someone for 5 years and can't figure out when they are lieing to you. So I decided to tickle the information out of him, but to no avail. He seemed detatched so i climbed back into bed and slowly sleep claimed me once more. It wasn't long till i was completeing my interupted nap.
My mind fading in and out of waking. In my half sleep I feel an hand brush lightly against my cheek. My sleep laden mind passes it for the hand of my boyfriend at it puts me at ease. The hand moves up to brush my hair roughly. There is warmth and a pressure over my body. Then a kiss, violent and consuming. It feels ...wrong. My sleepy mind wakes as my eyes open to see my Ex on op of me. His weight bearing down on me so that I can't escape.
My mind struggles for answers as he ravages my lips, his hips grinding hard against my own. I struggle...or I try to. My body remains still as stone my eyes wide in terror. I try again sending all the porper signals to my leg, my arms, my body. But still there is no response, I'm trapped within my own flesh.
The kisses stop and hungery eye stare back at me. Beast like eyes that haunt my dreams even now. His hands that held my arms captive wander down to my belt. He fiddles ith it lightly then changes his mind to finger my roughly. the motions bruising my flesh and into my soul.
My mind is scattered by all that is happening. Why? Why would he do this? Why would one of the men I trusted most in my life play upon My worst fear, the fear of being raped? Time slips into a form less void as it passes and he continues with what he is doing. His hand slips under my shirt to mold its contents to his will. In my mind I struggle to come to grips With what he is doing and why I'm powerless to stop him.
Ruummm,Ruummmm. The thunderous noise of my phone vibrating against my desk table to indicate I recieved a text message. My Attacker pauses to see who it is then hands the phone to me as he sits me up. He pulls my trembling body into a hug and whispers to me. "Good bye, and you be good." Without another word he walks out and leaves me In the room alone. I stare at the door even as I hear His car go down the road. THe phone Vibrates in my hand again to remind me of the text. I look at it. It's no other Than Ma-kun, My boy friend. "I love you." The message reads simply. I stumble back into my chair and stare at it. From some 20 miles away he had saved me with his love.
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