Always You

Chapter Eleven (Roman)

Fuck, fuck, fuck. God, why didn't I sleep on the couch? I can't handle this anymore. This is pure torture. She shifts a bit, comes closer, and takes my hand in her chest, and I think I forgot how to breathe. I think I am going to cry. It's been almost half an hour of me trying to get to a comfortable position but failing every time. Every time I try to get back a little, she comes closer. I try to control my breathing and attempt to get out of bed for the hundredth time. Nop there's no escape from here. My morning wood wasn't going to get anywhere either, and I think I am going to die.

It's been weeks of me sleeping with Ivy so she would feel more secure, but there's not been a day that I have woken up with my dick looking like a breakfast burrito. It is like he has a mind of his own now. I try to breathe and calm myself as Ivy stirs again. She turns to me, still with her eyes closed, hugs me, and kisses my cheek. Fuck me. No, she has been through hell, this is the last thing I would think of.

''Good morning.'' her sweet angelic voice says, and I think I am going to melt.

"Good morning, my angel," I say, holding her chin and looking at her face. God, she is so beautiful. Her deep brown eyes stared into mine as well. Her lips looked so soft and I wanted to taste them again. Her cheeks turn a light shade of red, a slight smile forming on her lips. I lean down a little and kiss her cheek. God, she smells so sweet. ''I'm going to take a shower and make breakfast. What do you want to eat?'' I ask, trying to move a little so I can go to the bathroom and deal with the "problem".

''I don't want to eat. Can you stay another five minutes, please? I don't want to get out of bed.'' Yep, I am chopping my dick off. How can I say no to that face? She looks at me with her sleepy eyes and a slight smile on her face. I hug her and put my face in her hair, and she hugs me, tracing small unidentified figures with her finger on my shoulder. Her hot breath hits my chest sending goosebumps all over my body. 

"I really need a shower," I say, as I feel her coming closer. She pulls back a bit and hugs the pillow without saying a word, and I practically run to the bathroom to take a much-needed cold shower. After the shower, I left the bathroom to get dressed and make breakfast. I expected to find Ivy still in bed sleeping, but what I didn't expect was her in only her panties and bra looking in the closet for something to wear. As soon as she heard me, she immediately panicked and tried to hide.

"I am very sorry. I took a quick shower in the other bathroom and came here to find something to wear. I thought you would stay a little longer. I'm so sorry.'' she said, taking a shirt and trying to cover herself. I could see the scars covering her body. The big one in the chest. Her arms were still covered in now faded bruises. I stood frozen and just stared at her in shock. Her legs were also covered with several cuts. God, what had he done to her? She was still looking into my eyes and waiting for my reaction. Her voice trembled slightly as she continued to apologize. What is she apologizing for?

I get closer to her and I feel my heart getting heavy. My chest feels like it's going to break and my throat feels like it's on fire. I can barely keep my tears in as I approach her until she is inches away from me. "Why are you apologizing?"