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Crystal's p.o.v
In that moment I not only found him menacing looking but I found him extremely attractive. WHAT THE F*UCK WAS WRONG WITH ME!?
His hair fell into his eyes as he looked down at me with crossed arms. I bit my lip, some of the fear leaving, replaced by something I had been feeling every night over the past couple months.
Sexual frustration.
WHAT THE H*ELL SERIOUSLY. He was covered in blood. Those memories.... Why wasn't I fighting to get away from him? It was like my body was totally betraying me. I crossed my legs as I backed up into the end of our bed.
"Crystal. I'm not going to hurt you. You are the love of my life. Our past is a little complicated but everything worked out the way it was supposed to. I believe that... Please don't be afraid." He kneeled down and my body stiffened.
"What did you do?" I motioned with my hand to his body. He looked deadly handsome and I swallowed hard just thinking about him pinning me against the bed and....
At that moment another throbbing pain radiated through my head. This time along the back side and I winced as a few memories came flashing through my brain. F*UCK. Remembering hurt!!! Literally.
"Crystal? Baby?" I had shut my eyes and only realized so when I felt Andy's hand around my wrist. I jumped as his face came into view. "What's wrong?" He asked, his voice quiet and scared.
"My head hurts."
"Do you think we need to go to the hospital?" He asked, sounding more frantic.
I shut my eyes tightly again as more images and memories passed through my head, causing the throbbing to intensify. "What the- f*uck!" I gripped both sides of my head and groaned.
"We're going. Now." Andy tried to pick me up off of the floor but I shook my head and pulled away from him.
"Asher's sleeping peacefully we're not waking him... Get off me!!!" I grabbed his wrists and dug my nails into his flesh.
He pushed me backwards onto the bed, crawling on top of me. I whimpered loudly as he grabbed my wrists, holding them down besides my head. I tried to knee him in the groin but he laid his body on top of mine and this time... I moaned.
His eyes grew wide as the sound left my lips.
I was wearing tight pajama shorts and I could feel his d*ick through them. He was hard...
"Stop fighting me." He growled, throwing me off guard. "I'm trying to help you. I'm concerned. I love you d*amnit, I'm not going to hurt you!"
"You going to r*ape me again!?"
"I did not!"
"You did too! I remember!"
"No you don't, you're putting the memories together wrong!"
"Shut up! Stop trying to trick me! You went out and did it again didn't you!? You r*aped some poor innocent woman and then you killed her!" I accused, as wild images of Andy doing wicked things to my body started to swirl in my head now.
I started to squirm underneath of him, the intensity of his hardness overwhelming.
He used his knee to nudge apart my legs and my body bucked.
"You're remembering things, aren't you?"
"Stop changing the subjec-mmmm..." I moaned as his knee rubbed me hard. The pressure building between my legs was becoming unbearable. I was turned on by this man. How could someone be so terrified and turned on by someone at the same time!? It was crazy!
"I don't r*ape people baby. That's not my thing. That's f*ucking disgusting and disgraceful. R*apists should burn in hell."
"So you killed someone then? You're a murderer?"
He grew quiet for a few moments and I started to wiggle under him, desperately trying to free myself. "I f*ucking knew it!" I cried out triumphantly.
In that moment he pressed his lips to my neck and began to suck on my skin. He groaned and I moaned, unable to stop myself. It felt so good I could barely handle it.
"No..." I choked on the word.
He immediately pulled his lips from my neck. He hovered over me and stared me in the eyes.
"What did you d-do that for?"
"What did I do what for?" He was panting from our simple contact. He must have felt as frustrated as I did.
"S-stop?" I can't believe I just said that!
He chuckled. He actually chuckled!
"It's not funny!" I said angrily.
"You told me to stop, so I did. I'm trying to prove to you that you can trust me right now. You may not remember things but you're still the same Crystal. You still love the crazy me. You're still just as crazy as me."
"I'm not crazy!" I argued.
"Déjà vu my love." He removed a hand from one of my wrists and ran it gently down my face. I shuddered.
"I'm no-" he put his hand gently over my mouth and I didn't attempt to fight him. I literally could not.
"Don't argue with me. I know you better than you know yourself. Please trust me." He gently took his hand back off and I sighed.
"How can I trust you when you won't tell me the truth?"
"I don't want to scare you away."
"I won't get scared."
"You just ran from me, calling me a r*apist and a murderer."
I wasn't sure what to say.
"Crystal?"
I sighed again. "There's something you're not telling me. I don't believe that these memories are fake or made up. And then I find you covered in blood, cursing some b*itch, a slash mark on your cheek. All signs point to- I don't know but you did something pretty bad Andy. I may find you attractive like this... Maybe I am crazy. But you've had to be... this way before everything that happened to me. How could I not have known if we were so close and are so in love?"
"That's not the point. The point is, right now we are trying to transition you back into this life. Help you to remember things. All while raising a new baby together. Look how terrified you just were of me. Me being crazy used to turn you on like there was no tomorrow. You accepted me for everything I am. You didn't run. I don't want to lose you, do you see my point?"
"YOUR CRAZINESS DOES TURN ME ON!!!" I accidentally blurted out, frustrated.
Andy grinned wickedly at me but he got up off of me and sat at the edge of the bed.
"I know you're in there. I know it's still you. I will never give up on what we had or what we have no matter the circumstances Crystal. But for now... We need to take things slow. Physically and informatively...just please trust me and know that I would never hurt you or Asher. You two are my life." He gave me a sympathetic smile.
"I TRUST YOU!... I do... I trust you ok... I just over reacted. I know you'll tell me the truth... Eventually. But I don't want to take it slow. Especially physically!-" I couldn't believe I was being bold like this. But I also could tell how badly he wanted me too.
I sat up and he ran his hand along my face again before he kissed me gently on the forehead and stood up.
"Soon. No rush my love. I'm gonna take a shower and then I'll be back. I love you."
With that I watched him walk out of the room and I began to cry as soon as he shut the door.
SO WHOS AS FRUSTRATED AS I AM!?!?!! Grrrrrrrrr >=O
