My Fucked Up Life.

Shut Doors

I shut the door behind me and turn around.
There he is standing looking at me with this mischievous look.
He grabs my hand and pulls me close to his body.
I breathe in artificial scent and look up into his dark eyes.
He pushes me over towards his bed.
And throws me back first into it.
I say ow.
And try to sit up.
He pushes down on my collar bone while climbing on top of me.

I look at him
"ok then" I say.
He holds both of my wrists with one hand.
And pushes down on one the side of my hip to keep me in place.
I look at him and say nothing.
He kisses me softly.
Then harder and more forcefully.

He bites my neck.
And collar.
Slides the hand that was on my hip up my shirt.
I like it.
But I tell him to stop.
I wiggle a hand free and push on his chest.
Hard.
He pushes back. And kisses me.

His hand trails down my chest and to my waist and lower......

He starts taking my pants off and rubbing places.
I moan out no.
And he says yes and kisses me.
He strips down and pushes me back down into the bed.
I struggle.
I don't think he realizes that I genuinely want him to stop.
He kisses me again.
My gaze turns a different direction.
I close them and bite my lip.
I open them back up and watch him.
He tells me he loves me.
I stutter it back.