Miss Miller

That night

Still G!p

The ride was quiet. I was nervous. Then the car stopped. I got out and followed her in the building. Then she open the door to her apartment. It was beautiful. It suited her.
"Sit." Was all she said then she left the room. I sat on the couch and waited. She came back with food, water and bandages.
"I- I am umm." I stuttered
"Don't be scared honey. I won't do anything to hurt you I promise. Here eat something." She sat next to me and handed me the sandwich
"I- I umm can't, I will get sick."

She didn't question.
"Well then drink some water."
I grabbed the glass and took a couple sips. It hurt to swallow because of my throat and stomach. I winced from the pain. Then I choked on the water which hurt more. And coughed.

I coughed into my arm. But when I pulled away there was blood.
"Oh my"
"Its okay. This umm happens sometimes."
"Can I bandage your stomach."
"I don't know if i ummm." I knew I would have to take off my hoodie. I was only in my sports bra. She would see it all. Every cut.
"Okay I guess."
She started to lift my hoodie. She pulled it over my head. She just stared. I was so broken.
"What- I- why?" She held my arm and a tear rolled down her cheek. She ran her hand along each scar.
"They're fresh." She said under her breath.

She took out the bandages and placed them on my wrists and forearms. Then she placed some on the deep cuts I made on my stomach the night before.
"I am going to get you some more comfortable clothes I will be right back." She got up and left.

I was so pathetic. This was awful. I just want to die. I need to cut. I cannot stop thinking about it. So I pulled out the blade from my pocket.
"Your such a baby!" I whispered yelled and made a cut on my wrist.
"You can't even pull yourself together!" I made another cut even deeper.
"You deserve to die. No one will care about you!" I made one more deep cut before I heard a voice.

"Y/N!" She yelled and ran over. I was sobbing. There was blood all over me. She took the blade out of my hand and quickly applied pressure on the cuts. Then she wrapped them tightly.

"I can't do this anymore. Please just let me die." I cried so hard.
"No honey, I am right here. I care about you." She put her hand on my thigh. I looked up with puffy eyes. She smiled and wiped my tears. But I just kept on crying. Then she pulled me into a hug. I was much smaller than her. Shorter and definitely lighter weight. So my head fit right under her chin. I buried my faced her neck while she held me.

Then she stood up with me in her arms. She carried me with my legs wrapped around her waist. She took the clothes and started to walk. I just cried into her chest.

Then she sat me down on the bed. She pulled the t-shirt over my head. Then she helped me take my jeans off. And slipped the shorts on me. There were more scars on my thighs. But I didn't care at this point.

"You can stay here okay. I will be in my room if you need me. Okay? And try to get some rest." She helped me in the bed and pulled the covers up. She sat on the edge next to me. Then she kissed my forehead.
"Goodnight honey." She smiled but I just sat there. I was so numb from the pain.

She left the room and I was so tired. I shortly fell asleep.

"STOP PLEASE... IT HURTS. PLEASE MR. THOMPSON!" I yelled and cried.
"Y/N honey wake up!" I heard her say. Then my eyes opened. I was sweating and crying.
"Oh sweetheart." She caressed my cheek.

Then she got up and walked around the bed. I think. I couldn't really tell. Everything was very blurry. She got under the covers and scooted over to me. I just collapsed into her arms. I laid on her chest and she held me tightly. I cried.

"Shhhhh its okay. I am right here." She rubbed my back. Then I fell back asleep

The next morning.

"Morning miss." I say as I look up
"Good morning darling."
I realize I am completely on top of her. I sit up straddling her.
"I- sorry I must have moved in my sleep." I looked away
"Hey its okay don't worry about it." She reassured

I slumped down a little as I was about to get off of her. But I rubbed up against her. I could feel her slightly hard cock in between my legs.

"You know you need to get off of me so I can get up." She smirked but I wasn't listening. I was too focused on what was going on below my core.
"Okay never mind then." She sat up and lifted me by the thighs. She stood and held me.

"Sorry what I ummm."
"Its okay sweetheart." She put me down and we went downstairs
"What would you like for breakfast?" She turned as I sat at the table.
"I ummm maybe cereal I guess."

She placed the bowl in front of me. I ate it all. I was very hungry. Then it hit me. It was so painful. The nausea.
"I- I can't do this." I stood up and ran to the bathroom. I stuck my finger down my throat to gag myself. Then I vomited. I walked out shyly. I was so embarrassed.
"Oh come here." She stood up and opened her arms. I hugged her. It was warm. Then I felt her cock again. On my stomach this time. I got nervous and pulled away. I put on my clothes from yesterday quickly and came back downstairs.

"I should go. Thank you for everything miss."
"Don't be ridiculous I am driving you to school."
"I ummm okay."
"Let me just grab my bag." She came back downstairs and we left.

On the way to school I pulled out my pack of cigarettes.
"Wanna smoke miss?" I gestured to her
"And she smokes. You know your not so innocent darling." She glanced at me smiling.
"I- sorry miss I"
"Don't apologize, I would but we are here so."
"Oh right okay. Sorry miss"
"Would you stop apologizing." She huffed and laughed

We both got out and walked in.
"Come see me if you need me okay?" She asked gently. I nodded and we parted ways.

The day was very boring. And I was very quiet per usual. Then came last period. Her class. I walked in and she gave me a huge smile. I sat where I did yesterday and continued writing. Then the bell rang. It was over very quickly surprisingly. I was about to be the last one out but then she called my name. I turned around to face her.

"Are you okay, how is your stomach?"
"I am fine okay. I don't know why you care so much. I am not your problem so stop worrying!" I kind of yelled.
"Sorry I have to go." I said then walked out. I felt bad but she shouldn't have to worry about me. I am such a burden. No one cares. I got inside my head. And began cutting again. I made a few slits then I lit a cigarette. I walked home.

I opened the door and he was on the couch. I tried to go upstairs but he saw me.
"Get your ass in here!" He yelled
"Where were you?"
"Why do you care?"
"WHERE WERE YOU?" His tone got louder and I got scared
"I was umm at a friends." I trembled
"You don't have any friends you little bitch." He stood up and shoved me to the ground. He slapped my face hard.
"Get the fuck out if my face you asshole!" He yelled so I quickly got up and ran out. He shoved me before I walked out and I fell down the concrete stairs.
"Don't fucking come back!"

I got up and ran. It hurt but I tried to get away. Then I slowed my pace. There was blood coming from my head and face. I had no where to go.

I remembered that miss. Miller didn't live far so I think I should go there. She was so nice and I pushed her away. Its so hard for me to trust people. I kept walking with my head down. I saw her apartment building. I went in and wobbled up the steps. I knocked slightly.