Bittersweet

A slice of heaven

I couldn't get him out of my head.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't stop thinking about Frank.

Not in a good way of course.

I sat on my couch, like so many times before, a beer bottle in my hand.

I wanted to turn on the TV, but I realised the TV remote was laying on my kitchen table and I really didn't want to get up.

I thought about my last day of College, three weeks before our graduation ceremony

*I skipped down the hallways to get to my classroom without being noticed by Frank and Co, but before I could reach my classroom, I felt strong fingers wrap around my wrists

I only saw Frank when he threw me on the dirty bathroom floor.
His foot landed on my stomache to keep me on the ground

"Tried to hide, huh? Thought you were safe?", he giggled and let his fist land on my jaw

I moaned in pain and tried to hide my face behind my hands, but Frank sank down on me, legs on either side of my hips and held my wrists down with his own hands.

"No hiding, Way", he growled, "you know how this works"

I threw my head to the side. My face would bruise, that's for sure.
Tears came to my eyes but I refused to let them out.
He was right, I knew how it worked

Frank wasn't a normal kind of bully.
His way of ruining my life was... different from what one might think.

Of course, the beating was just like you'd imagine it, but there was this one little detail, that made our... "relationship" different.

As Frank was sitting on my lower stomache, he brought his face closer to mine

"You're a disgrace, Way", he wispered, a winning smile on his face.

I just nodded, my eyes screwed shut as hard as possible.

If he couldn't see the fear in my eyes, he might stop before...

And as if he was waiting for me to think that, his chapped lips landed on mine.

I wasn't even shocked anymore. I was expecting it.
He just worked like that

I really don't know why he does that. First he beats me up, then he kisses me, then he hits me again.

I tried to free myself from his grip, but there was no use.

The more I tried, the harder he held my wrists down and forced his mouth onto mine.

"Come on, Way", he whispered against my lips and I knew what he wanted me to do.
I whimpered in frustration, but even though my mind screamed at me to make it stop, I responded and moved my lips eagerly against his.

He grinned against my lips, removed his hands from my wrists and put them on either side of my face instead.

I could move my hands now!

Maybe...

I opened my eyes quickly and held Franks face in my hands, letting him kiss me hard and fast on the bathroom floor.
Now that he was occupied with... other things he didn't see me bringing up my left foot to his stomache.

Then I bend my other leg and with one move I kicked Frank off of me.

He obviously wasn't expecting it as he landed a few feet away from me, a shocked expression on his face which shortly after turned into anger.