An Unknown Feeling

3 / A Tortured Night

Kaden Smith

I woke up feeling pain wash over my aching head and feeling a coldness drift through my body. I felt my face wet. My hands grip the floor. The ground was cold and something slipped through my fingers. What the fuck happened. I squint, wishing the pain in my head away, slowly opening my eyes and I look at my hand. I see grass and dirt on my fingers. Raising my head I look around seeing where my body was laying. I was in the meadow of midnight blues that was on my property. A blanket was covering my body, an empty bottle of Jack(whiskey) was not too far from me.

The feeling of dread rose from the pit of my stomach washing over my whole body pushing every other feeling away. My splitting head ache, the coldness, everything went away. I hated feeling like this especially being in this field that are just filled with memories. I wanted to run away to do anything then feel this pathetic right now. My stomach turns and twist. I feel the bile rising from my stomach and into my throat, now spread across these beautiful midnight blues. A tear slips from eye. I grip the midnight blue flowers in my hands so tight they crumple in hands. I apologize in my head, chanting 'I'm sorry' over and over in my head like it was spell as if it would make the dread go away. I shut my eyes tight trying to remember the events of last night and how I came to be in this pitiful state. Lucky of me I remembered every action. The actions of last night start to play out in my mind.

This man that I found so adorably sexy came into my home yesterday to discuss my work. He came into my home and just like everyone else I can see that he was in awe at the state of my home. Even after I came back from my shower he was still standing around looking at the view that came from the windows. I couldn't ignore the way his eyes was tracing over my body. I know he was trying so hard for me not notice but how could I not notice this sexy little bunny that was obviously checking me out. I wanted so bad to strip him right there and make a mess out of his body to leave bruises on his milky white skin make him cum over and over till he was begging me stop.

I loved how he tried to change the topic as if his eyes weren't just being very sinful. He even voiced his thoughts on the blue sky that you can clearly see when you looked up from the living room of the house. The trees that were bright with green leaves that showed a strange array outside the clear glass walls. He even saw the meadow of flowers that were not too far, something I almost entirely forgot about until they were mentioned out his pink plump lips. Why did he have to remind me when I was doing such a great job at forgetting or least ignoring them entirely. I couldn't help the fact that I wanted to see them too when he reminded me that it was still there. The happy memories started to flash before my eyes when I gazed out that window to look at the meadow. I couldn't stop the small smile that I felt on my face as I remembered such joyful times.

Everything came all crashing back as I realized that those times would never come again. All they ever would be were memories that brought on a second of joy to be swept up by sadness and dread. Fuck why did I have to remember, why did he have to mention that dreadful meadow. That's when my mood changed and my face hardened. I wanted this man out of home now. I needed to drink so I can forget, forget the past.

From then on I tried to go over everything not caring how cold I was being to this man who came to work. I don't care if he didn't know of my troubles I had with that meadow. He should have been like everyone else who just focus on the lustful gazes I would give them but I could tell he was trying to maintain being professional. He could've kept up that act of business man. To my luck he had to gaze out that window and open his mouth with his observations. I should've been more pushy so all his focus could've been on me. I could've been pounding his ass but instead I had to try and contain my rage while he played innocent business man.

Shit I dont know what I want to do more. Drink till I forget or shove my cock down his throat for uttering those words. I'll just try to wrap this up and drink till I forget. But maybe I should entice him a little. The questions is would I be able to stay in control after I start.