Deep Regression

Deal of a Lifetime

Chapter Playlist: Watch Me by Silento.

My knuckles punch even harder today. I can't deal with any of my memories with no pain, and I know that when I can't do this anymore...I'm going to break. It's been a couple of hours here, but I don't feel the burn or the aching of my knuckles yet.
"Hey!" Peter, how the hell did he find me.
"Fuck off." I yell through my sweat.
"Now that's not very nice."
"Sorry, this isn't Disney land. Real world shit needs real world words."
My eyes concentrate harder on the bag.
"So this is where you go to escape."
"Yes, anything else?"
"Your pretty bitchy today."
"Yup, now anything else I can offend you with?"
"Hmm, how about tonight."
"Tonight?"
"Have sex with me again."
"Nope."
"Come on! Your comment back there about me not being good in bed is killing me!"
"So?"
"So I need practice!"
"Peter, no way in hell am I sleeping with you again, now go home and fucking clean the dishes."
"No."
"Fine, stand and watch for all I care." I continue to punch, but his eyes are glued to me.
This is really annoying, and its starting to irritate me like hell! My feet lands into the bag and I stop. Breathing heavily from him, my irritation, and my workout is the only thing I can hear.
"WHAT?!" I yell furiously at him.
"Selena, what's bothering you?" His eyes go soft on me and I look away.
I look away because I'm afraid that mine will go soft too. Wait! Did I really just think that?
"Nothing of your concern..."
I hop off the mat and walk towards a bench on the far wall. My hands unraveling the bandages wound tightly. Then a hand grips onto my shoulder.
"Come on, seriously, what's wrong?" His voice comforting and I can't let it in.
"NOTHING! I'm fucking Fine!"
I sit down roughly on the bench and grab my bag from underneath it. Peter sighs longingly and removes his hand from my shoulder.
"So are we on for tonight?" His voice back to normal.
"Sure, but there's rules."
"Okay..."
I take off one shoe at a time and then start slipping my socks off similarly.
"No kissing, no biting, no slowing down or being gentle."
"Oh, you like it ro-"
"Shut it, No intimacy, and no sleeping over."
"Fine, but I have another rule."
"We'll see..."
"No diseases, and protection."
"Agreed, and no I'm not infected."
"Good cause I am."
"Peter, Stop shitting me, you better not be."
"I'm not."
"Good, see you at home."
I grab my stuff and walk out like I just got a deal of a lifetime!