When do people actually start to care. How much shit has to happen just for someone to notice their surroundings. Why are we all 𝑂𝑏𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑖𝑜𝑠. Dream a little dream of me now that its finally all over.
Disclaimer: suicidal mentions as well as sui...
Day 13 Trigger Warning ⛔️⚠️: consensual non consent sex. (Consented rape)
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It was 2am. Vahn has been here with me all day. Although it marks time of a new day. We've laid down and talked after several hours of silence. My head reminding me of my future plans. I look at him wanting to feel something these last few days. At least until I die and it's all over. The real deal.
"Let's take nudes and make a sex video" I suggest.
"What girl" he laughed.
"My phone is off no one would see them. I—"
"Okay I'll keep them safe" he says smirking. He had already posted the video of his name being cut into my leg on Instagram. He captioned it ' she craved my attention' and spoke in the comments gloating and hyping himself up. Only, I had no clue about that action.
We went into the bathroom taking photos as we are. Him in his sweats, me in his shirt. That turned into me using a hand to hold the phone and cover my vagina and his hand holding my boob. We both ended up fully naked. He held me in his arms and we took several more. He put his pants back on since he said he didn't just want his dick out.
We had pictures of all kinds happening. Him sucking my boob, slapping my ass, grabbing me everything. I would love to add blood and make it gore but I don't want him to find me weird or unattractive if I do.
"Let me see so that I can send some to myself" he says and I did and somehow he sent it although I had no number.
"Well since we naked you getting fucked" he said and I just look at him. I wasn't in the mood for sex. I'd rather just cuddle. I know I was before but it's been a while.
"No, maybe later" I say.
He climbed on top of me and kissed me lifting my shirt up. He spread my legs. I tried to move away but he did what he wanted to do. He started to kiss my thighs before coming up to kiss me.
His fingers forcefully made their way into me. It hurt, not unbearable but definitely noticed. I looked at him his eyes full of lust. "Vahn ple—"
"You want this Scar, we want this. Let's repopulate or some shit" he said kissing my neck as he thrusted his fingers in and out of me forcefully.
We kissed and he took his pants off again. He got between my legs. Our lips never parting as he held my arms down. He shoved himself into me. I wasn't turned on enough. A bit more persuasion would of been needed. Each hard painful thrust. I at least had a feeling going through my body.
At some point there started to be pleasure. Moans left my lips and he felt comfortable enough with his actions to let my wrist go. I decided to give in and enjoy it. His hand went to my throat choking me. Not to kill but it gave me more sexual pleasure. Rough sex and orgasms.
He held my legs up grunts leaving his mouth. His eyes focused on him gliding in and out of me. My hands grabbing whatever was around me. The harder he went it hurt but my body was pleasured by it. He pulled out and came on my stomach. I didn't finish but I only care about him being happy.
Fuck my life. It'll be over soon anyway.
I cleaned myself off as well as him and put a shirt on. He grabbed his pants and a shirt and sat on the bed grabbing his phone.
"What's wrong" I asked laying my head on his back.
"Nun my moms want me" he sighed.
"At three in the morning"
"I know bruh but I missed a lot of her text already" he shut his phone off shaking his head.
"Oh, go ahead. Will you come back later, after you get some sleep" I say and he stood up and put on his shoes.
"Yes" he kissed me and made his way out through my window. It's became a thing instead of using the front door but I don't mind. I wish I was able to text or call him.
I laid in my bed thinking of what to do until I'm able to fall asleep. I grabbed my phone and went to the printer and printed off our nudes. I want to hang them up. Reminding myself that he was someone who made life almost seem worth it. I owe the last bit of my heart to him and my father. My father so busy trying to improve us. I hate that I worry him but hopefully my death puts everyone out their misery. He can have money to focus on himself and do things he wishes to.
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