My Darkest Love

Chapter 41

I must've fallen asleep because I was awoken by my alarm on my phone. I groaned and tried to maneuver my hand to touch the screen. "Shut up!" The alarm blared in my ear and eventually I just tossed it and it turned itself off. My rumbling made Malachi enter the room confused. "What's up?"

"My alarm wasn't turning off."

He chuckled and sat on the edge of the bed. "I managed to get you all your homework that you missed. I got connections with the school and we can have you tested out early."

"No way. I'm so far behind. You didn't have to do that for me."

"Well I want my boyfriend to graduate."

My face lit up and flushed red. I immediately covered my face with the blanket. "Don't say stuff like that."

"What? Boyfriend?"

"I mean did we officially say it? Like are we gonna announce it?"

Malachi approached me and pulled me into a tight hug. "If it will make you happy, then I will gladly shout it to the world."

I was thinking about all the possibilities that could happen if we announced our relationship to the public. For one, we could get hate and bullied. Two, we are praised for being brave. And finally some could off us in the dark with whatever weapon is available.

"Maybe not right now. I'm still unsure about this."

"What is there to be unsure about?"

"What if you one day wake up and regret being with me?" Malachi knelt down and placed a hand on my knee. "I would never regret being with you." He gave me a reassuring smiled. It was like the barrier I built up was melting away. He made me question my thoughts and actions because of our past but I was cornered for so long in a room of disbelief. Malachi was a tricky boy to love and he never seemed interested before. Why all of a sudden he is interested in me now? I left my thoughts to myself and buried my body into his.

I worked on my homework for the remainder of the day. It was absolutely exhausting just staring at useless paper that I wouldn't need for my future. Don't get me wrong, the love for poetry is there but it's not my greatest subject. History and world science were my favorites. Sadly our school was limited on what we could learn in those classes. After finishing, I leaned back in my chair, letting the bottom lift up off the floor. The pen tucked in my mouth as I hummed softly. I wanted to doze off but I knew the minute Malachi returned home he would kill me for slacking off. He attended school while I worked online. Yes, my school offers online learning that allows you to print out your homework and have it submitted through the deposit box in the main office. Malachi said he would turn mine in first thing in the mornings so I wouldn't have to leave.

I built up the urge to leave my humble space and trot down to the kitchen. Michelle was at school also so it was just her mother that was here. Julia was a standard breadwinning housewife. She had the looks and brain for someone who was close to 45. She works for a financial company that sends her out on meetings most days. She works about ninety hours a week but aways seemed so perky and happy. Julia never once question me staying here as she felt the need to shelter a young boy from the dangers of the outside world. She didn't know I was with Malachi but she loves the lbgtq community. Her gay flags that flow elegantly through the wind on her back patio.

"Hey love cakes! Morning!"

"Morning Julia." I called back. I entered the kitchen and she was hunched over the island with an apple in her hand and a book in another. She had her headphones in for work and dressed like a model in her five thousand dollar dress and Gucci heels that probably were her favorite considered of how beat up they looked.

"How is school going?"  She said between bites.

"It's going good, just wish I wasn't alone."

"Oh honey bear, your friend will be home shortly. Only a couple hours left. Is there anything you'd like to do?"

"I was hungry. Maybe something to eat if I may?"

"Of course, no need to even ask. This house is your home after all. I can also order us some fried chicken. The best in town."

Julia and I glanced at one another with the same look. She nodded and sent an order in for delivery.

When food arrived, we spent the two hours bonding over her favorite show and chicken. She was a funny lady with her comments at the t.v. She was goofing around by throwing a pillow at it or cursing. Eventually the door opened behind us and Malachi walks in with Michelle and her friends. He looked exhausted but a smile crept across his face when he saw me. I excused myself and walked up to him, giving him a tight hug. Malachi squeezed me tightly and dragged me upstairs. Once we were out of sight, his lips hungrily attacked mine. My back pressed firmly against the door but we were shortly disturbed when Michelle accidentally opened it,knocking me to the ground. She giggled and glared at Malachi. "You boys up for some fun?"

"Your fun is makeup and chick flicks." Malachi pressed.
She whined and tugged at his arm. "There is a small get together tonight at the Tyler's Bowl. You both are invited. My treat."

I shrugged and Malachi sighed before agreeing. She clapped her hands and giggled again. "Six o'clock."

"You got it." Malachi ushered her out and helped me off the floor. Not sure why I didn't just stand up but the floor was comfy. Malachi brushed off my clothes and tilted my head, kissing me softly. "You don't have to go if you don't want to."

"Well you already agreed.* I chuckled.

Malachi groaned and flopped on the bed, his shirt barely covering his perfect God like body. I tiptoed over and crouched beside him. "You know I missed you."

"Oh did you now?"

"I did."

Malachi smirked and the next act was me without clothes. My body barely off the bed as he thrust inside me with such force, causing my body to tremble. I bit down on the blanket and held in my moans the best I could. There were people here and he wasn't known for being quite. Malachi tugged at my hair, pulling me back, his arm draped across my chest. He managed to go deeper inside me which I thought was impossible. My eyes rolling back as incoherent speech left my mouth. "Good boy. Taking it like this."

Malachi pounded me until my legs felt like jelly and I could barely hold myself up. It was then he lifted me up in his arms before slamming inside me once more. My mind was a slush mess as I pleaded for him to stop. My measly words never leave my lips. He bit down on my neck, harder than normal until blood started to seep out. Soon enough he finished and I could feel the warmth enter me. It caused my lower half to respond as well as my cum dribbled onto our stomachs once more. Malachi had gently set me down, my body barely managing a muscle to move. I turn my head slightly, watching Malachi as he was panting and covered in sweat. His chiseled and drenched in both of our fluids. He knelt down and kissed my forehead. Moving my wet strains of hair from my face. "God I needed that."

For some odd reason, hearing those words made my heart sink. I gave him a smile anyway knowing tears stung my eyes.

A few hours later, I stared out the window with darkened eyes. Like the happiness in my life got sucked out. Malachi entered from the bathroom with wet hair and a towel barely hanging off his waist. He was browsing through his closet for clothes. I just threw on a white button up tee and black skinny jeans. I fumbled with my thumbs as my thoughts were transparent.  Was I just a warm mouth? A toy? We shall see.