Falling Apart

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"What the-

Oh no. No, no, no, no, no.

Please don't tell me this is what I think it is. I look down at the sheets, white, sticky stuff surrounding me. All over my body.

I pick some up with my hand, feeling it between my fingers.

"Eww!" I say loudly, grossed out. "ELIAS!" I scream.

"Elias get the fuck in here!" I scream once again.

No reply is heard. I simply here laughing coming from the kitchen. Elias's deep, loud laugh.

My eyebrows furrow, my body aching as I stand up. I rush to the door, swinging it open and running to Elias. He's no longer showing any emotion, no laugh coming from his mouth, no smile on his face.

He stares at me, then my body. "Elias. What the fuck, is wrong with you!" I yell. "You're disgusting.

"Mer. What's that-

I turn around, looking at Aubrey. Shock waves on her and her eyes grow wide. "Umm. Mer. Is that-

"Yes, yes it is" I turn around looking at Elias again, a smirk on his face.

"It's Elias's god damn cum!" That's it. I'm gonna kill him.

He's laughing now at my body, I look down at my body. No! It's everywhere... all over me. I look back at Elias and bring my hand covered in it to his face.

He backs away, running around the island. I try to reach for his face, but our height difference gets in the way.

I jump up attempting to get to him. Nope. No chance. I groan aloud.

"I'm getting you back" I say, walking back to his room to get into the shower.

"Make sure it's something I'll hate. There's a lot of thinks I'd like... including this" he yells back. I ignore him, walking back into the room and into the bathroom.

I hear Aubrey yell at him from the bathroom, "Elias! No. Just no!" I laugh at her disgust, looking down at my body and fingers, old cum covering them.

"Eww" I say to myself.

I get out of my clothes, getting in the shower and letting the water stream down my back. I wash my body clean, over three times. Everything feels dirty to me now.

I turn back from the door, the water falling down my face, eyes closed. The warmth of the water relaxes me, removes all the tension and anxiety from me.

I turn the shower of, breathing in then out before getting out. But suddenly... everything falls apart again.

I open my eyes but see nothing apart from white... flour surrounding me. I cough at the suddenness and turn around, looking up and seeing a large bowl with more flour falling down on me.

I scream. Loud. "Elias? I'm not even joking. Leave me alone!" I scream at him.

I cough, then listen as the bathroom door shuts closed.

"You have got to be joking me" I say to myself, teeth gritted.

I turn the shower on, once again and wash my body and my hair. It's almost as if his life's mission is to get at me. Annoy me. Torture me.

I'll get him back. But I am not sure how. I have never been one to prank, or annoy another. I always did the opposite.

But now... now it's new Merliah and I have so many ideas on how to get back at Elias. But first I need out of this damn shower.

I finish off, getting out the shower and screams leave my voice again. I use both arms to cover my body. One covering my breasts, the bother covering my-

"Why you hiding the view?" His dark voice says. A smirk on his face but no other emotion apart from desire and a need.

Ugh. I can't stand him.

"Seriously! Privacy, maybe?" I yell. "It's my bathroom" he argues back.

"Nope. Nothing in this cabin is yours, you just claimed this bedroom for the weekend."

"Exactly. So it's mine" I groan loudly.

I look around, attempting to find my clothes, or a towel. Nope. Nothing.

I sigh, looking back at Elias and his smirk has grown wider. Of course.

"Give me. My. Clothes. And. Towel, Elias" I say, teeth gritted, anger seeping through my skin.

"Ok. It's in my room. But... I lost the key to get back in. Sorry" he says sarcastically.

I bite my bottom lip, annoyed at him. What the actually fuc-

"Elias! I swear to god, get out! Get my towel. And get my god damn clothes!" I scream loudly. He moves quickly towards me, one hand meeting my neck.

I step back, my back meeting the wall. "Nobody yells at me. And no body in hell tells me what to do!"

I look him in the eyes, anger filled in both mine and his. "You might have your own little rules, Elias. But last I recalled... we aren't dating... engaged... or married. God I'm not even your friend, Elias. So, so help me god you'll understand I'm not your little slut who does everything you tell them to do!"

I breathing heavily, tension in the air. He stares right into me. Almost like he can read my thoughts and pick out every detail of what I'm feeling right now.

Not that it's anything bad. I'm just angry. Frustrated. Annoyed.

Elias looks down at my covers body, my arms still covering most of it and my back arched forward slightly.

He keeps his eyes on my covered breasts, moving his free arm to mine.

"Baby, you don't need to cover yourself for me"

He starts pulling my arm away, and the bad this is. I let him.

"Last I recalled... we are engaged on paper" oh shit. He's right. "And I also know. That even with our non-existent liking for one another. You're mine" he says, his eyes still stuck on my boobs.

I watch him look at them, so much hunger in them, but then suddenly someone starts moving the bathroom door handle. Attempting to open it.

Both our eyes look at the door almost immediately. Panic surrounding me.

"Mer! Are you ok? I heard screaming. I also can't find Elias" she yells from the other side of the door.

"Umm. Yeah. I'm fine. Just forgot to bring a towel and clothes in!" I yell back, my eyes moving back to Elias's. His now on mine.

"Oh, I can bring a shirt from his room. Just open the door-

"No!" I yell from panic, still looking into Elias's eyes. "I found one here. I'll just use that"

"Oh ok. Come out soon, ok. I'm making us cupcakes" she says excitedly.

Both I and Elias are quiet for a moment, waiting for her to leave the room. Once we both hear the bedroom door shuts I push Elias away.

On hand still covering the other part of my body...

I keep my eyes on Elias the entire time, "shirt. Off" I demand. He hesitates for a moment, then takes off his shirt, throwing it to me.

I catch with my free hand, putting it over my head and watching it fall down to me knees. I pull my hand out, "keys" I demand again.

He gives them to me, from out his pocket and onto my hand. I walk to the door and open it, about to leave.

"I'm not your baby by the way. And also" I say turning around to look at him, "the only person controlling in bed. Is me" I say, immediately regretting my choice of words.

I'm not gonna have sex with him! Why did I say that?

I turn around, about to leave, to escape him.

"We'll see about that" he murmurs back from behind me.