I knock on his door, checking my phone again.
"dad's gone for the weekend. Come over darling, I've got a surprise for you." Nik's message read.
A surprise sounded fun, but I knew from experience that it could be equally dangerous as fun.
Three months since the night he deflowered me ever so violently.
He had been getting more and more unhinged, pushing boundaries, breaking rules, crossing the lines, he picked up a new habit, the burning sweetness of alcohol. I followed him, so I did not overindulge. I drank it, just enough to take the edge off, he drank, until it took everything off, and he was drowning in mind, numbing, terrifying, sea of drunkenness.
He answered the door, smiling widely. I enter the house, and immediately, he pins me up against the door, kissing me hard.
I can feel his teeth through his soft lips. The burning taste of vodka is fresh on his tongue. Every part of my body is screaming, overwhelmed, but in a good way.
After a minute, he lets me go. I lick my lips, savoring his taste, as well as the taste of alcohol. I definitely need something to keep me afloat.
"Fuck." he breathes, "you taste- and smell- so sweet, Sunny. I need you."
He already has me.
"I've got a romantic date for us, darling." He tells me.
I smile. Maybe the surprise won't be bad. Romantic date was surely harmless. But he had already been drinking... I have no idea.
He leads me to the dining room, where he's set up a fancy setting.
"The steak is almost done." he informs me, playing up a gentleman voice.
It's adorable, but I make a face.
I fucking hate steak.
He laughs, "I'm kidding, I'm kidding. Pizza, some wine that's just as fruity as we are, and the Lorax movie while we snuggle."
I smile again. Of course, this is his romantic date idea. We both love pizza, the Lorax, movie, and wine, especially if it's as sweet as can be.
We went to the living room. Nik's TV is massive, and he's got blankets laid out all over the floor. I couldn't imagine anything better.
I sit in his lap while he plays with my hair, the volume of the movie turned down, low, how I like it. I grab a slice of pizza, so we eating it while drinking my wine, letting it sweetness numb me to the feeling of Nik's dick, hard against my leg. It doesn't hurt now, but I know it will, and he will cry of pleasure, and I'll cry pain.
A small sacrifice to make.
It is with appealing and revolting, the way he fucks me with such aggression, as if I am not a person to him.
But it was Nik, beautiful, broken Nik, so I grew to love the way hurt he me. After being exposed to something so brutal over and over again, the only way your brain can escape is to like the pain.
The movie ends. My brain has stopped screaming- for now- in the world is colored at the light for pink. I let Nik drag me into his bed, let him and trust me with careful practice.
"You're a little limper than usual, sunny." he laughs, a light airy sound. "Drink more than normal I suppose."
As per usual, I do not respond.
He fucks me, as he always does. Even though I'm laying down my vision blurs, and I feel unbearably dizzy. Tears close my eyes and fall down my face, but I don't feel it, I'm numb, so numb.
(578 words)
(Title from Alligator Skin Boots by McCafferty)
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Trees (an omori fic)
FanfictionSunny moved with his mother to a far off town after Mari died, and got into some trouble with a boy named Nik. He has to live with his dad though, and reconnects with some old friends. The name Trees comes from the 3 songs by the band McCafferty. I...
