My Best Friend ♡ LRH

10. Busted Lip

BROOKE

Blake and I were laying on his bed, tangled in sheets, watching some stupid movie that Blake insisted we watch. It was about aliens and I wasn't the slightest bit interested in it. I sat up, annoyed of just laying here, and clicked the TV off. "What the hell, Brooke? I was watching that!" Blake complained.

"Well, I'm bored," I whined. "Can we please go out and do something?"

"Like what?"

"I don't know," I shrugged and picked at my nails. "Just something."

"I know something we could do," Blake smirked and pushed me back down on the bed, hovering over me. He attached his lips to the exposed skin on my neck and started kissing and sucking everywhere. I rolled my eyes. I was not in the mood to have sex with him. We already had sex two hours ago, I wasn't up for it again.

"Blake, stop," I tried to push him away, but he wouldn't budge. "Blake!"

"What?" He groaned and sat up so he was looking down at me.

"I'm not in the mood to have sex again," I sighed and propped myself up on my elbows.

"Well, I am," He pushed me back down and kissed my lips hungrily. I kissed back, but not happily. His hands found their way to the button of my jeans and he started unbuttoning them. I moved my face to the side so his lips hit my cheek, hoping he would get the point. He didn't.

"Blake! Fucking stop!" I shoved him off of me and got up from his bed. I wasn't just going to let him use me for his own pleasure if I didn't want to. He needs to learn that just because I'm his girlfriend, he doesn't get to decide when we have sex.

"Why? Why, Brooke?" Blake stood up angrily.

"Because all we do is have sex! I'm not in the mood to right now and you should respect that! I'm your girlfriend, you should listen to me and stop when I say no! Why is that so hard for you to understand? It's like the word no isn't in your vocabulary!"

"Don't you want to please me, Brooke? You are my girlfriend, it's your job to please me in anyway I want you to!"

"Shut the fuck up!" I screamed. All of my bottled up anger was released the moment those words came out of his mouth and my mouth. I pressed my hands against his chest and shoved him away from me as hard as I could. I yelled at him, calling him every book in the name; asshole, douche bag, dick, shithead, a piece of shit, everything and anything you could think of. This angered him and he charged at me, grabbing my arm and yanking my body into his.

"You are the one who needs to shut the fuck up, Brooke! I am so sick and tired of your constant bitching and complaining about everything! I think I deserve sex whenever I want it if I have to put up with you! God dammit, you're so annoying! You never shut your mouth when you should!"

"Fuck you, Blake! Fuck you! I hate you right now!" I screamed at him, shoving him away from me again. I rubbed the stop on my arm that he was squeezing and I could already tell there was going to be a bruise.

"What did you just say to me?" Blake's voice went from loud to quiet and scary in a matter of minutes and I gulped audibly, taking steps away from him each time he took a step towards me. "Huh, Brooke? What did you say to me?"

"N-Nothing," I stuttered.

"You're kind of pathetic, you know that?" He laughed and shook his head at me.

"Well at least I don't treat you like shit!" I spat at him. His face was the angriest I have ever seem it and I was suddenly scared for my safety and for my life. He charged at me and before I could move out of the way or defend myself, I felt the back of his hand hit my cheek. I gasped and cupped my stinging cheek with both of my hands. The ring on Blake's ring finger hit my lip and I already knew it was busted. I pushed him away from me and gathered my shit, not bothering to put my shoes on. I wanted to get out of his house as soon as possible.