Forget It

Last Kiss

It would've been dark if not for the bright moon. I looked around and saw I was in a clearing. Alone. Surrounded by trees. How did I get here?

I walked forward into part of the forest. The wind was blowing the trees above me. Something wasn't right.

I started to run. I ran for what felt like forever before I tripped into another clearing. This one was different. I wasn't alone. Asher was here. In a way. He was on the ground. In a pool of blood. And I couldn't move.

I called out to him, knowing no reply would come from him.

"I don't think he'll be feeling very chatty." I heard a familiar voice say as he pulled me against him.

This isn't fair. I'm never getting away from him.

         I turned around and he smiled before pulling me behind him in the other direction. I tried to pull away until he pushed me forward. I tripped and fell. I landed on someone. I looked up. Brayden. I was laying against his chest and he was tied with his back against a post. He was alive. Barely. I heard Todd getting closer and I stood up in a hurry to keep him away from Brayden. He shoved me back onto the ground and was on top of me again. Why does this keep happening. Why can't I get away?

          He looked at Brayden and smiled. I could tell he was weak but he still tried to get up to help. Todd pulled out a knife. Brayden froze. The knife had blood on it. Asher. A squeak escaped my lips. Not a squeal, not a scream, not a gasp, a squeak. I held my breath as Todd laughed and cut my shirt again. Before I knew it I was in my black underwear and navy blue bra.

"Well not even your underwear matches does it?"

What does my underwear have to do with this?

"You never match. You don't match the family. You don't match the other girls. Your name doesn't even match you. You don't match because you aren't good enough to match."

That doesn't even make sense! But he has said it before. He gave me this speech before. He was drunk out of his mind. It was his first serious pass at me.

I felt him starting to pull at my underwear. I couldn't fight against him. This was really it.

"And your friend has to watch before I kill him." Todd whispered.

"Please no," I begged quietly. He ignored me and took off his belt before tying it around my wrists behind me. He pulled off his jeans. I knew what was about to happen. How couldn't I? His hands traveled everywhere and all I could do was cry.

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I sat up screaming at the top off my lungs. My eyes tightly shut and my hands over my ears. My knees brought up to my chest. I felt someone's arm around me. My hands being pulled from my ears.

"Sshhhh... it's alright. I'm right here," he tried to calm me. I stopped screaming. He pulled me against his chest. I couldn't speak. Just cried.

"I'm sorry Brayden," I whispered.

"Why?" He asked. "Everyone has bad dreams, it's okay."

I didn't say anything. He was shirtless so I traced the cut on his chest. The fire was bright enough for me to see him. We stayed there for a while. I was too scared of my dreams to go back to sleep. Brayden pulled back and I almost whined. He lifted my chin and kissed me. Right there, just like that. His lip ring was cold against y skin and I loved it. He bit my bottom lip before pulling back making my hormones go crazy. I sat there in shock. He kissed me. I looked up at him. He was looking away from me.

I had been kissed by Todd before but I never liked it. He was clumsy and I could taste the beer. When Brayden kissed me I liked it. Loved it actually. I moved to where he was facing and smiled. He gave me a small smile back. I crawled up to him, sat on my knees and kissed him. He smiled against my lips and again bit my lip before pulling back. He has got to stop that.

"I like kissing you, Daisy," he said pulling me into his arms and moving me back to my spot.

"That was my first kiss," I said quietly. "Well the first I wanted."

Brayden sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "I'll keep you safe from him Daisy. Last time he kissed you was his last kiss to you. That's the last kiss you will be forced into. And if it isn't I'll kill him, as soon as you ask."

"Kill him? No. You can't kill him. I won't ask you to. Not ever." I said sitting up and looking at him.

"But he hurt you."

"And you made him stop," I said. "So you won't have to stop him again."

"What if-"

"No," I interrupted sternly. He nodded. He looked at me for a moment. His eyes went from my eyes to my lips.

"Can I kiss you again?" He asked. I almost said yes but remembered the lip biting.

"Not if you plan to bite my lip again," I said smiling. He pouted before grinning.

"And why not?" He asked still smiling. He put his hand on the inside of my thigh. "Is there any special reason I shouldn't bite?"

"I... you... I," I stuttered as he moved his hand upward a little causing my mind to go blank. He smiled and took his hand away before kissing me again. He pulled back only to move closer and bite my lip. Cheater.

I glared at him before he laid back and pulled me with him. I traced his cut for a while and fell asleep thinking about him kissing me.