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Warning
Self doubt***
-Aurora
The Next Day
I woke up on top of Juliano. He really is like a personal heater. So warm and comfy.
I get up off of him, I try and stand up. But that was the dumbest idea possible. I about fell over I was not expecting to feel anything at all from yesterday. I wattled to the bathroom so I could pee.
While i'm in there I brush my teeth. I walk out of the bathroom and into the closet for some lingerie. Once I put those on I go back to the bedroom and Juliano seemed to have just woken up.
He looks up at me with a small smile on his face and asked, "How are you feeling?"
I huff, "My legs hurt they won't stop shaking, it's weird and my back hurts like a motherfucker." He nods his head and pats the bed waiting for me to sit down on it.
He moves over towards me and sits up along the headboard. He put his hands on my waist and moves me in between his opened legs. I slowly lean back onto him as he gives me a hug from behind before he starts to slowly massage my legs.
His hands move higher and higher as he moves the shirt that I'm wearing up to get to my upper thighs. When he does he notices the brownish and yellow bruises that are on my thighs. He then moves the shirt higher to my hips and notices more.
He moves me off of him, gets out of bed and looks at me with mixed emotions as he then storms out of the room.
Is he okay?
Did I do something wrong?
I always do things wrong.
Why do I always ruin a good moment?
I go to the closet, grab a pair of sweats and a hoodie. I put them on and then sit in bed with my knees to my chest as I just think over and over again on what I did to make him leave the room like he did.
I stayed stuck in my thoughts for about another hour until he finally came back. When he walks in he notices me just sitting with my knees to my chest and my head down.
He walks over to me and just rubs my back. I start to tear up.
Why do I have to be so emotional?
I hate my emotions.
I lift my head up to look at him. He gives me a look of sorrow. I get out of the bed, I make a noise from the pain and I just hug Juliano. He ends up picking me up and just holding me. I'm not used to this type of stuff.
The affection.
I feel beyond vulnerable and I hate it so fucking much. Juliano sits down on the bed so I am now straddling him, he moves my hair out of my face before he pulls me into a kiss.
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