Hey guys I'm back with chapter two and let me tellll you that this was far from easy to write,
There I was nearly done and then my whole train of thought took a different course, I mean everything I had written down I deleted it because I just wasn't feeling it at all.
So please forgive me for the long wait but I was working to please you guys. I thank you guys for checking me out and giving me votes and feedback.
And look at that 85 FREAKING VIEWS. Y'all are probably like shes happy over 85 views. Heck yea I am,
ANYWAYSSSSSS enough of me let's get into why you came here, I present to you Chapter 2!!
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"Making love" was far from what happened, I don't recall people screaming and crying out for help as the form of making love. I would put this more along the lines of, oh I don't know.......rape.
Dean sat a kiss upon my cheek before he removed himself from inside of me and grabbed his garments from off of the floor, making his way back into our bedroom.
I hurriedly gathered my jeans and panties that were scattered down the hallway bringing them into my body as I brung me knees up to my chest and buried my face into the gap releasing the tears that I've been holding.
I wasn't staying here, especially after being used like a sex toy against my own will. I rushed to get up only to be put back down from the weakness that shot up from my legs. I placed me hand onto the wall and slowly inched my way to a standing position, picking up my jeans, panties, and bag on the way up.
I crept into the bathroom that sat across from our bedroom and closed the door lightly trying to make as little sound as possible. I placed my items onto the toilet seat.
Closing and locking the door behind me . I flicked the light switch upwards and slowly let my eyes meet with the reflection staring back at me. The tear stains streaked down me face, exposing the skin that was once covered in foundation.
I placed a few fingers to my neck as I tilted my head back, to the left; and then right examining the handprint that was embedded into my skin leaving a reddish, blueish color.
Look at you all beat and bruised, how stupid could you be huh? Why didn't you just leave, why'd you have to announce your departure? Why couldn't you have gave a "Bye see you later" on your way out of the fucking door.
I placed both of me hands onto the sink and looked down,closing my eyes. I took a few deep breathes and collected my thoughts before I went on to get myself back together "Come on Aryi"I said to myself as I opened my eyes.
I turned around and opened up the closet door, getting out a fresh wash rag, I turned the knob on the sink and placed my rag underneath. I grabbed the Dove soap that sat in the soap holder and picked my wash rag back up rubbing them together making sure the tag was fully covered in soap. I washed the soap the remaining soap off and grabbed a towel drying myself before closing the closet door.
I picked up the items I put onto the toilet seat and sat them on my lap. I picked my bag up and placed it on the sink counter. Taking my panties I slid them up my legs. Lifting my hips up I continued pulling them up, I did the same with my jeans, buttoning and zippering them as I stood up.
I pushed me hand bag aside and unzipped my makeup bag taking out my foundation, concealer, and beauty blender. Spreading the items next to the makeup bag. I reached out in front of me and lifted the handle on the faucet upwards letting the water fall down and splash the sides of the sink in response.
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