Don't Mess With Spirits

Afraid of You

"What's wrong love?" He asked me, my back still turned at him.

"Nothing." I tried to song calm as I turned around to face him.

He smiled and came close to me grabbing me by my waist and pulling me close. "I missed you." He whispered as he started to kiss my neck.

"Luke I need to go." I said pushing him back.

"Go? Where? It's almost night." He asked confused.

"I told Abbie I was sleeping at her house tonight so we could study." I lied, I needed to get out of here.

I climbed down the stairs and was almost at the door when he grabbed my arm and blocked my way out.

"What are you hiding from me?" He looked me straight in the eye.

"Nothing. What are you talking about?" I asked a little panicked. The door was inches from me.

"Why are you lying to me?" He voice got a little angrier.

"I'm not." I whispered.

"I can hear your heart beat..." This was it. How could he hear my heart beat?

I pushed him away from me and ran up the stairs again to my room locking the door.

I was scared. I was scared for my life. Why would Luke lie to me? Why would he say he was living there? Why would he lie to me? I thought we were at least sort of, I don't know, together? More importantly, what is he?

"Maria?" I heard Luke's voice. My heart beat felt elated, and whether it was fear or something else, I couldn't tell. I said nothing and hid in my bedroom. "Maria? Where are you?"

I looked around from some place to hide and the only option I had was my closet.

He knocked at the door of my room and I hid further in my closet. "Are you in here?" He asked.

The door is locked he can't get in. this thought was taken away when I heard his footsteps getting closer. He stopped in front of me, I could see his shadow. "Princess why are you hiding from me? I can still hear your heart."

I let out a little noise, I didn't mean to let him know I was here but that was out of my control. He already knew anyway.

"Get out of there." He was firm with his command and I shakily opened the closet door. What else could I do? "Maria why are you hiding from me." He growled as I came out.

"L-Luke.." I stammered.

"Answer me!" He screamed.

"You're not living where you said you were..." I whispered. My voice was gone.

"What?" He knitted his brows in confusion.

"You're not living where you said you were." I said it a little bit louder.

"What do you mean?"

"I went to your place yesterday, Luke! No one was there! It was abandoned! So where did you come from? Why are you even here?" I felt a tear run down my cheek.

"You went to my.. You... Maria! Why did you do that?"

"I wanted to see you!"

He came closer, his eyes were a piercing blue, like that dream I had. "You weren't supposed to go there, Maria." He stepped closer. "Am I supposed to let you get away with this?" He came toward me, his hands outstretched. What did that meant?

He put one of his hands on my cheek and caressed it. Normally his warmth would calm me down but that was gone, his warmth was gone.

He picked me up and threw me on my bed. He climbed in next to me. His eyes flickered to my lips, and next thing I knew he was kissing me. I was kissing back. I didn't want to. I didn't want to kiss someone I didn't know but what would happen if I stopped.

He crawled over me, his mouth peppering up and down but he was rougher than before. His hips were grinding against mine and his pants were brushing against me. His hands had wandered to my ass and gripped it and I opened my mouth in surprise. He stuck his tongue in my mouth while it was open and with the force he was using I knew I would me covered in bruises tomorrow. I tried to push him back but he pinned my arms up.

"You're mine." He growled in my ear.

He let go of my hands and started to undress me. I tried to stop him but I couldn't move, just like in the dream.

Before long, all my clothes had been stripped off along with his, and he hadn't got me ready. "Luke, maybe we shouldn't..." I trailed off but I was too afraid to continue.

He stopped. "Shouldn't what?" His tone was getting angrier.

"Shouldn't do this. I don't want to..." I shakily said.

I looked up at him and his eyes were black. If I didn't want to, I couldn't say no now. My palms were getting sweaty, and I didn't know what to do. This was freaking me the fuck out.

"You don't want to? Really? We'll see." He breathed on my face and I felt his hand crawl down my body to my heat. He ran his fingers up and down on it and I started breathing heavily. He sucked at my neck as he rubbed figured eight at my clit that got moans out of me.

"Do you still want me to stop?" He whispered.

"N-No." I breathed out. This was feeling too good for it to stop and I hated myself from it. I didn't have the willpower to tell him to stop.

He positioned himself in front of me and pushed in without giving me time to adjust. He went hard and fast right off the bat, and I tried to refuse at first, but it felt so good. I didn't think I'd want it, but the pleasure was overwhelming, I couldn't say no. I didn't have the air in my lungs.

When he finished, I was panting hard and so was he. His eyes had gone back, and my heartbeat had calmed down. I wanted to wrap my body in the blanket, but I felt his lips kiss my head, as if to tell me I did well.

I didn't know what to feel or do so I just stayed there as he wrapped his arms around me.

"You're mine." He whispered on my ear.