My dads best friend my teacher

Promise

I scream in bed grabbing the sheet as the nightmare continues. Jackson and Zoe continues to torture me and laugh in my face. "Storm, wake up!" I open my eyes slapping Shawn across the face by accident. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I repeat over again. "It's ok, it's ok, what do you want me to do? Tell me." He wipes my tears. "Hold me until I fall asleep, please." He lays in bed with me and holds me close. His arms wrap around me tight and secure. "I got you, I won't let anything happen to you." He whispers in my ear. I can't believe that Shawn and I are lying in the same bed. "You want to talk about?" "N-no." A breath escape his lip as he pulls me closer. "Ok."

The next morning Shawn made me breakfast. "You need to eat." He sits across from me as I pick at my food. The thought of eating made me want to vomit, how can I eat, I can't eat, my body won't let me. "At take a few bites of your food." I tear up. "Storm, talk to me, what's going on?" My hand shakes a bit and I hide it. "I'm dirty." I still feel his torturous touch, I still feel him between my legs, I still feel what Zoe did to me. "I- I need a shower, I need a shower." I repeat. I get up panicking. "I'm dirty!" He gets out his seat. "Storm." I back up. "Don't touch me! I'm too dirty." He sighs. "No, you're not, you had a shower last night remember? You're clean. There's nothing on you." I shake my head. "No, no! No." I cry. "Storm let me touch you, if  I touch you would that make you feel better? To get rid of him and her?" Him touching me? "I don't know." I say calming down. "Ok, let's try it." He walks towards me and picks me up. He lay me in his bed in his room. "Tell me where he touches you." He gently touches my neck before kissing it. I whimper as he continue to kiss and touch the areas Jackson and Zoe had hurt me. He lifts my shirt up and leaves open mouth kisses on my stomach. He grabs my thighs squeezing them before biting his face in between them. He kiss my inner thighs then stop at my covered core. "Tell me when to stop." He press his mouth against my covered core and his nose press against my clit. "Shawn!" My hand goes to his hair." Flashes of Jackson and Zoe cross my mind. "No, no stop I push his head away. "Stop." I cry "it's not working." He nods. "Ok. What do you want me to do?" I fiddle with my fingers. "I don't know." He rubs my thighs. "Did it at least take what you're feeling away?" I slowly nod my head. "I don't feel their touch but, I'm still having flashes of them."  He gently press his body against mine. "How about I help with that, I want to make you feel better I want to make you forget." Tears fall down my face. "How?" I feel his rock hard penis press between my legs. "Shawn." He hums. "I won't do anything unless you tell me." I breath out. "No I don't think I'm ready." He gets up. "And that's ok." He kiss my neck then gets up. "You still want that shower or do you feel better?" I sit up. "I feel a little better." He kiss my lips. "At least you let me kiss you. I love kissing you." I blush and began to giggle. He smiles. "Are you laughing?" I laugh harder when he begins tickling me. "Stop I can't breathe!" He finally stops tickling me and kisses me again. "Your laugh is beautiful." Shawn gets up to answer whoever is knocking at the door. He helps me up and we go downstairs. "Shawn, Storm. It's me!" Mom! Shawn opens the door. "Hi sweetie." She hugs me tight. "How is she doing?" Shawn shuts the door. "She's having nightmares and having episodes but I've  been calming her down." She smiles. "I bet you have. You two kissed didn't you?" Shawns face goes pale. "I'm not mad I'm happy. You are perfect for my daughter." Shawn lets out a breath. "Does Ray know?" Mom waves him off. "Of course not and we will keep it that way unless the two of you are ready to tell him?" We shake our heads. "I thought so, now,  if you two are going to be doing this you will need to be careful and use protection if you two ever decide to take it that far. Shawn, you better take care of my daughter." Shawn smiles. "Yes ma'am." Mom hugs me again. "I will see you later, you two love birds have fun."

Later in the afternoon I wake up from nap crying. Shawn held me. "It's ok I got you, I got you, it's ok." I curl up in his arms. "I need a shower, I need a shower." He hushes me. "Storm, you're not dirty. It's time to take your meds. Come on." I shake my head. "I need to shower." He takes my hands. " you're not dirty. We talked about this, remember? You're clean. Take deep breathes." I do what he says. "Ok, now look at me." I look into his eyes. "I will not let anything happen to you, ok?" I nod my head. "Come on let's take your meds." My doctors upped the doses on antidepressants. He hands me one of each. One for anxiety, one for depression, one for bipolar and one for paranoia. "Here's some water." I take my each of my pills and set the water back down. "Let me see your wrists, how do they feel?" "Itchy." He nods. "Good that means it's healing." He kiss my wrists. "Don't ever do this again, promise me." "I promise." He kiss my lips. "Good."