Black Beauty (Z.A. Love Story// Explicit)

18// Lilies

He layed me down on the sheets, and helped pull off my dress.

I was sweaty, but now was cold.

I watched him undress besides the bed.

I took deep breaths.

I felt Zach lay besides. I let him hold me.

His chin over my head.

"You're hearts beating fast" He said.

I know.

"I had a nightmare... that's all" I said.

I put my face against his bare chest. He smelled like heaven.

I felt safe in his arms. I felt safe when he was is in my arms. I felt safe being near him.

I had never ever felt a feeling where I just felt at peace. Although the feeling was intense and heavy, it just felt right. I never got close this close to someone, and I hardly knew him.

Who was this strange boy that I am letting hold me and touch me?

I hated myself for letting myself be consumed by someone. At any moment he could get bored of me and could leave me to die. I could too, but this was serenity, and gave me a feeling of happiness.

It felt so sweet, and felt so soft.

I ran my hands through his hair and over his soft back.

He stuck his hand in my bra.

"That feels nice" I said. It didn't. My nipple hurt, but his hand made it feel good.

I woke up having to vomit.

I threw the sheets off of me, and ran to the bathroom. My sweat was cold. I had no migraine or stomach ache. I had a dream, but lost memory of it.

I only threw up water I had drank.

It had been forever since this happened.

I looked back behind me to find Zach asleep.

I flushed then went back to bed.

The next morning, I left Zach asleep.

It was five AM, and the sun was barely rising. Their was fog outside, and the smell of earth was strong.

My hair was greasy and my face cold.

I heard my phone ring last night, but didn't answer. It was most likely my mother or my father, but there was never any use talking to them. They never made me feel comforted like most parents did.

As I grew up, I was always an unusual child. All the other kids would be picked up by their mothers or their fathers. The latina maid would pick me up; her name was Esther I think. She was sweet, and would sometimes take me for drives around Scottsdale in the middle of the night when I would have nightmares.

I didn't have many friends, they all thought I was a witch.

I would always run into the garden in the middle of the night, and my parents would call the police because they thought they had lost me.

When I was eleven, a man had come home with my mother while my father was away. I heard him and mother fucking, so I stood quietly near the door. I hated the smell of sex. They thought I was asleep. I hated that.

My parents never made me feel like theirs. I felt like a parrot on their shoulders. Thinking of it hurt.

I walked up a path besides the apartments. If you walked to the top, you would have a view of the town, and could see the pollen from the lilies blow into the air.

The sky was still lilac, and I felt like I should be crying, but I couldn't let myself do it.

I passed a man as I walked.

"Good morning" He said.

I didn't say anything back.

My nipples were poking through my shirt. The air was cold, but I liked it. It helped me to feel more alive, and more like an earthling, more like a human.

I didn't want my parents to come here.

I had made an invisible house for myself where I felt somewhat safe. Me and Zach lived there. I didn't want to welcome my parents inside. They were like little weeds in my garden, and me and Zach were two lilies.

Zach felt like the only one I cared about on Earth. Everyone else had left me.

I published this, therefore I am alive. I feel like I'm living on the moon.

You will love where this story is going <3