Street Rat

Chapter Two: Part 7

Darkness is all I can see truly. It's like I'm suffocating. The feeling of warmth hitting my throat and the darkness creeping on me isn't really my cup of tea. All I can feel is my head against nothing, but my neck being supported by what feels like a hand. I'm unable to move my arms, my legs, nothing. I feel paralyzed. I think I am. I can't speak but only think and its a weird feeling. My ears fill with a high pitched noise almost like a flute or a whistle. Soon it muffles a bit, and I can hear something else. It sounds like a voice, but I can't tell. It's still faded. I try to move but all I could move was my finger. I made it twitch and suddenly the muffled voice paused. I was confused until I connected the hints. The muffled voice must've been Blake. He realized I moved my finger and calmed down a bit. I then feel a drip of water on my cheek. I flinched a bit. His muffled voice turns into an outburst of noise that I could fully hear. I heard the echo of his voice in the bathroom, the sink dripping of water, his nose sniffle, and I even heard his heartbeat. Blake I'm so sorry. I'm sorry for being a burden, and worthless to you. I'm truly sorry.
"Rebel. Can you hear me? I need you to try and talk to me." Blake's voice toning down almost to a whisper. I felt him pull me closer to him. His hand was on my neck and he pulled my head so it was on his shoulder. The suffocating feeling left, I felt like I was breathing for the first time. I inhaled it slowly and gently so I wasn't gasping for air. His left arm wraps around my hip. His right arm supporting my upper body. Nothing but his heart was fast. This moment was slow. My breathing was slow. His tears were slow. But his heart was the quickest thing in this event. And I want to hug him and apologize. I start to think on how I became so vulnerable. I felt even more weak than before. Then I think. I haven't eaten in 8 days. Whenever I try to eat, I don't. I just get annoyed and don't eat. I fill up a plate to just toss it. I get a chip just to put it back into the bag. Nothing more honestly. I'm disgusted with my body.

Blake then holds me closer and starts to inhale my scent. His cold nose on my shoulder made me flinch as it was close to my neck. He proceeded to move his nose up towards my neck. I felt like I was about to hit him. I want to right now. His nose soon grows fading as his lips soon kiss my collarbone. I twitch at him which makes him stop for what I thought was for good. I try to calm down, until I feel his lips on my collarbone again. I'm going to punch him I swear.
"Rebel? Can you hear me?" He whispers into my ear. I still can't move, so I can't respond. I'm getting angry. He then slowly moves his tongue to lick my skin and kisses it. Blake I swear to god if you do what I think you're doing. He then starts to suck on my shoulder and trails his tongue to my neck.
Blake I mean it! He starts to suck on my neck. BLAKE! He starts to nibble at my neck only grazing my skin. He then kisses where his mouth was, then bites into my neck. BLAKE!
"BLAKE!" My eyes snap open as I felt his bite. It was like a nerve hit when he bite my neck. It felt weird but it annoyed me that he'd do his now. I push him off of me and proceed to punch him. I aimed at the face and hit it. Aimed at the stomach. I hit it. He lays on the ground panting and laughing. I scowl at him with heavy rage.
"You're a fucking kinky son of a Bitch. Why try to fuck an unconscious body when you can easily fuck anyone else?! Why try to fondle with me when you can harass another Bitch!?" I kicked him in the stomach. He tries to get up with support of his door. I stand almost hunched in pain. My head feels throbby and my energy is fading. Blake finally stands up. He looks at me forming a smirk onto his face. I'm still in my previous expression. He walks closer just to grab my wrist and pull at me. Him having my wrist yanks me into him holding my right hip with his left arm. He then turns around to push me against the wall. He presses his leg between my thighs and holds my lower back. I grunt at him pushing me against the wall at the scar on my back still hurts. He gets his face closer to mine and begins to use his left hand to try and get under my shirt. I wiggle my back and use my leg to kick his thigh. He grunts.
"Stop." He demands in a lower toned voice. He looks me dead in my eyes.
"You just fainted. I don't know why, but I hope you tell me. I don't mess with other girls...- because they aren't you." He is still looking into my eyes. I don't know if I should be scared. I try to move, but I can only move my feet.
"You're nothing like other girls. You're innocent but dangerous. Fierce and feared, but calming and generous. You're beautiful, but have an ugly habit. You're everything I'm suppose to not have or want. Now let me tell you. I'm possessive. Any other boy were to touch you I'd get jealous. Most likely hurt or kill the basturd. But Knowing you, you'd probably mess them up before I could get to you. But that doesn't change why I want you. And only you." He moves away from me and let's go of my wrist.
"Now come on and let's get back to sleep. It's late." He turns to the door and walks out.

I've never been so scared over a boy in my life. Especially Blake. He never seemed like the one to have this kind of side. He's so charming and shy. But kinky and aggressive. I don't know what to think. I walk out of the bathroom to see him sitting on the bed. Well, he did save me in a way. I thought about thanking him. I moved to the bed, and climb in it. I lift the covers onto my legs. He's still sitting up. I bring myself to a realization that, he might actually love me. I get closer to him and wrap my arms around his waist. He turns to look at me.
"What're you doi-" I interrupt him as I lean in and kiss him lips to lips. I fall on top of him and hold his jaw. I soon pull back.
"Thank you." Is the last thing I say before laying back down. Blake looks at me, and just cuddles up to me again. I don't care anymore. I'm done with trying to be careful. Then again I've always been don't with that.