Catch Me If You Can

Chapter 23: The Beginning Of The End

I woke up to soft tickling on my waist, slowly going down to my hips and then right back, up to my chest. My shirt was rolled all the way to my chin and as I slowly came back to my senses, I noticed Nate laying on his side, staring at me. I was shivering and my feet were cold, but before I could pull my shirt down, he pulled me closer, making me lay on his chest, skin to skin. 

"Why are you awake? What time is it?" I whispered slowly, not expecting any response. I was already falling back to sleep so I couldn't really hear what he was saying in this state. He responded back, but his deep, lowered voice made it almost impossible to understand. He grabbed my leg, put it over his and then slowly started stroking the back of my thigh, going back and forth, all the way to my butt. I didn't want him to touch me and I sure didn't want him to harass me in my sleep, but I would most definitely lie if I said that it wasn't relaxing. As he was still scratching my leg and stroking my hair, I slowly started waking up a little more, but I didn't want him to know that I'm fully awake. I was laying still, while snuggling more and more to him, just to satisfy him before he tries to do something else. When his hand finally stopped on my hip, a huge wave of relief passed through my body, but only few moments after, he started roughly squishing my butt, making me hiss in pain. 

"Don't start Nate, I really need to sleep, unless you want to see me with puffy face in the morning."

"If you wanted to sleep tight, maybe you should've switch our cups."

I stayed quiet. How did he know?

"I know that I don't look like I know lot about substances, but I sure know that some benzos can left a strong, bitter after-taste in your mouth if you don't swallow it right away. But I really appreciate the effort to disguise it with sugar."

"What... are you talking... about? Can we just go back to sleep? Please."

"I've had enough sleep, since you decided to knock me off at 9PM. Now I wanna play."

"This is not funny Nate, just go back to sleep." 

He suddenly pushed me away from his chest, turned me around and got on top of me again. At that point, I was fully awake, waiting for the worst to happen. He took of my shirt, leaving me completely topless, but instead of impulsively trying to push himself onto me, he stayed still. His silhouette outlined with the light coming from the street was almost eerie. He was crushing my pelvis with putting all his weight into my lap, while his hands were running all over my body, squeezing my boobs and digging his nails into my skin. 

"You will never learn, will you? All those hours and hours of conversations, threats, stalking and you're still not scared of me going off on you or your little friends? Just let me in and everything will be okay."

"What the hell are you talking about? We talked about this 7 hours ago and now you're trying to bring it up again? I'm sick of this, just let it go already."

I tried to push him away, when he grabbed my arms and pushed them back to the pillow. My heart started beating faster and I could feel my stomach drop, but I wasn't that strong to fight back. 

"Don't try to make a sound. Cuz if you do, I promise you, you will not only put me in trouble, but I will also make sure you will never get rid of me. Ever."

I started panicking. My throat tightened as I started tearing up. He started kissing my face and massaging my breasts, while my tears were hitting his lips one by one. He started making up with me aggressively, while still making sure that he's putting most of his weight on the centre of my body, just so I can't slip under and run from him. I tried to come up with a plan, but his tight grip was making me unsure of succeeding. But I knew that if I let him do it again, he will never stop assaulting me. He was feeding off of my fear, being so sure of the possibility that I will stay quiet in front of his parents and enjoying every second of me being paralyzed cuz of his sick obsession with me. I had to risk it all to set myself free.