9: Kiss Me On The Mouth And Set Me Free But Please Dont Bite

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Kasey's POV
Tanner slaps me across the face. "You slut!"

I feel my cheek sting and a tear fall from my glossy brown eyes.

He found out. He found out everything. About at my old school. About my dad. He hates it.

He hates me.

He throws me to the ground and kicks me over and over again.

"Tanner, stop!" I yell. He doesn't listen. I didn't think he was like this. He let me wear his hoodies. Was all I was thinking.

I really liked Tanner and I guess he used to like me. He wanted to be with a virgin.

He doesn't understand that it was without my consent.

"Kasey get up!" Tanner yells. What is he saying? I am up.

"Kasey stop!" He yells again. I'm so confused. He shakes me gently.

My eyes shoot open. What happened?

"You had a bad dream." Tanner explains. It was only a dream?

"What time is it?" I ask.

"12:13 am." He replies. "Wanna tell me what the dream was about?" He asks.

"Sure." I start. "You died and I was super upset." I lie. If I was to tell him about the dream, I'd have to tell him about my past.

"Aww you care about me that much." He touched his chest where his heart is.

I just nod and laugh.

I get up. "Where are you going?" Tanner asks.

"To brush my teeth." I reply.

Tanner gets up too. "Oh I will too."

We both brush our teeth and then get back in bed.

He turns and gets on top of me. He kisses me slowly, but sweet. It's not rough or sloppy.

I love it. He caresses my sides with his hands as he kisses me. It turned to a full-blown makeout session as he swipes his tongue on my bottom lip, asking for entrance and I let him through.

We've never French kissed before.

It's nice that when we're having a sexual moment it's not rough or anything. It's soft and sweet. He tries not to hurt me, and I love that he cares that much.

I flip us over so I'm on top and stop kissing. I rest my head on his chest and cuddle to him. He wraps his arms around me.

Again, i start to feel like we're going too fast.

I fall asleep.

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