Saving Me

Aftermath

  At the house I went straight to bed. Our relationship was kinda numb from our fight. He slept on the couch and me in the bedroom. I layed in silence for a half hour. Were was our relationship going to go? Why did he not tell me? Is there other secrets to be told? Finally within a hour I fell asleep. I had a dream or a nightmare really....
   I was walking in the woods. I had been so stressed I needed a way out. I was single and lonely. Suddenly a boar comes from nowhere knocking me over. I scream when suddenly it's ripped off of me and I hear a crunch. A male figure had pulled it off and slammed it into a tree. I was petrified. He then bite into it's neck. Pleasure had been painted thick on his face. I screamed. He let go and looked at me. Dropping the bloodless body he looks at me. He tries to calm me. He makes sure I'm ok and I pass out. I awake in a warm bed. He is sitting in a chair across the room and not paying attention. He looks at me. He explains what happens and introduces himself.
    Then I woke up. Sweating I sit up. It was probably like 5 a.m. so I went to the bathroom. I had a flashback to when we met. It scared me so bad. I wish it didn't though. I wandered to the living room. He was sleeping peacefully. Aiden looked beautiful when he was sleeping. I went back to bed. I fell asleep again without dream.
    At 9:43 I awoke again. He had gone back to work. I decided to go grocery shopping. I got dressed and ready to go when I realized something. I had no money or cards in my wallet. When I went to the car it wouldn't start. Dammit! He don't want me to leave at all. Well I could go for a walk. I shut the house and walked into the woodline in the distance.

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"Baby why can't I leave the house?" We were sitting in the living room. The movie had just ended. It was around 8:30 p.m.. The words just slipped from my mouth. I surprised the both of us. "I don't want you to leave me. I don't wanna come home to emptiness. It'd kill me. I love you." He was staring straight ahead. I could sense a change in tone at "I love you". Almost as if it we're forced at gun point. I just let it go. No point in it persecution. I kissed him goodnight and went to bed. I had confirmation that things would never be the same. But I truly loved him and couldn't cut the cord.

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  Two weeks passed. He still had a numbness to him. He rarely touched me or talked to me. I slept alone every night. Finally I busted under it. I told him to sit down I needed to talk to him.
"Baby I can't do this separately together thing. Its not working. I feel so alone." He looked me dead in he eyes. His expression looked blank but his eyes displayed pain.
"I just don't wanna hurt you." It came out as a whisper. Tears pooled in his eyes. I moved to the seat next to him. I put a hand on his thigh. The other on his cheek. I looked him in the eyes. I wiped an escapee off his face.
"You can't hurt me anymore. It hurts me more being alone...." I then kissed him. It had a passion and a fire to it like no other. I throw my legs over his sitting on his lap. He put his hands on my hips and I put mine on his face. We kissed for a good thirty minutes when he picked me up. Still kissing he carried me to the bedroom. In the bedroom clothes came off and things got hot.
  I think it was misery sex but it could have been make up sex. No-one will ever know.