Addicted

{six}

I'm awoken to what I think is the smell of bacon. I look around and Matthew is no longer in my bed.

I get up and go downstairs to see Matthew, shirtless, making breakfast. His hair is really messy and he looks exhausted. This is has to be one of the most beautiful sights I've ever laid my eyes on.

"Oh, good morning" he says says with a weak smile.
"What's wrong, Matthew?"
He laughs a little, "oh nothing, I'm just so tired"

I would love to just tell him how sexy he looks right now, because guys who look like they haven't slept in forever are my favorite, but I guess I'll keep it to myself.

"Aww, could you not sleep?" I ask as I hug him from behind.
"Yeah, I guess I was a bit distracted.."
"By what..?"
"You."
"What do you mean?"
"I just can't stop thinking about you. My feelings for you are already so strong and I just don't want to lose you.."
"I feel the same way, don't worry."

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I hate Monday's.

I can barely stay awake trying to drive to school, let alone walking to my locker.

"Have you seen your little nerd yet this morning?"

I look behind my locker door to see Sammy.
I shake my head, "no, now fuck off"
He chuckles and grabs my waist, pulling me close to him, "he should be the one standing here then, shouldn't he?" he whispers in my ear.
"Let go of me, Sam."
"Why would I let go of you, you're so damn sexy," he whispers again and it sends a chill down my spine. I'd be lying if I said I didn't still find him extremely attractive or that I don't miss him. Because I do miss him, and the sex, to be honest.
He grabs my ass and I can't help but let out a quiet moan, "you like that baby?"
"Seriously Sam. Stop."
"God you turn me on when you're mad."

I can feel his boner and I'm sure my low v neck and tight leggings aren't helping the situation.

He picks me up and starts to pull me into an empty classroom that hadn't been used in years, "Sam you really need to stop. This isn't funny."

He pulls me in the room and locks the door. He pushes me up against the wall and starts to kiss my neck. He has my hands pinned down and his pelvis pressed against mine so I can't even try to move anywhere. Sam sticks his hand down the back of my leggings and grabs my thong and then let's go of it so it snaps against me, "you little whore, wearing underwear like this."

"Sam please just let me go"

His grip on my wrists gets tighter, "Sam you're hurting me! Let go!"

He starts to kiss me. I can't help but kiss him back.

His grip loosens slowly and he picks me up so I'm straddling him, "I want you so bad" he whispers before returning his lips to mine.

He pulls off his shirt and I pull off mine. He lays me down on a desk and pulls off my leggings. I grab his belt and take it off, and be finished removing them.

"Tell me you want me, y/n"
"I want you so much, Sam"
He smacks my thigh, "that's not what you call me bitch"
"I'm sorry, daddy. I want you so much," I say seductively as I removed my bra.

Sam has always had a 'daddy' kink and he takes it very seriously. Whenever I would I call him Sam during sex, he would hit me and I would have a lot of bruises on my body. That's part of the reason I broke up with him, the physical abuse was so bad and I was scared. I would have to cover it all up with makeup so people wouldn't know.

"That's what I thought. You know better than that."
"Sam I'm sorry.. We can't do this again.." I say as I try to get off the desk.
He smacks my face, "you'll do what I say."

I start to cry, I can't believe he would hit my face. He's never done that before.

*the bell rings*

"Fuck," Sammy yells as he starts to pull his pants back on, "you're lucky. If I'm late one more time this year I get suspended."

I quickly pull my clothes back on and run out of the room. I wipe my tears as I walk into homeroom. I normally sit next to Matthew, but I don't see him anywhere.

"Taylor, where's Matthew?" I say through the tears.
"I don't know, I was texting him up until about 45 minutes ago... I don't know what happened"

I go up to the front of the room to my teacher, Mr Conners, desk is.
"Mr Conners, I have to go find Matthew, I'm worried about him.."
"No problem, Josie, I'll mark you as here"
I nod and run out the door and start to call him, but no answer.

I start to run down the stairs when I see a figure at the bottom that I can't see all that well. As I get closer, I realize what it is. Or should I say, who it is.

AN: uh oh...

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