Coming Over

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Jake called me earlier. Jake wanted to pick me up so I could spend a night. Of course, I said yes. When Jake came to pick me up, I got nervous. I didn't know what his house looked like.

"My mom is on a business trip. Enjoy while you can." Jake said with a smile.

I nodded, and I looked straight. I had nothing to talk about. Can you blame me?

When we arrived at Jake's house, I saw that his house was a green stucco house. It was beautiful though!

"Wow!" I said, softly.

"Yeah, so what." Jake replied.

How rude. Maybe he was joking around. I couldn't tell.

"Get out, Bitch!" Jake yelled.

This was a side of Jake I have never, ever, seen. But hey, I've only been going out with him for a couple of days.

Jason opened his door and I was twice as amazed! Paintings everywhere, nice, creamy, paint on the walls. Beautiful, white, furniture.

"Can I see your room?" I asked.

"No!" Jake yelled.

"Haha! Very funny!" I laughed.

Maybe Jake wasn't kidding! He looked at me with eyes that looked so cold. Eyes that had no life in it.

"Don't use my bathroom, don't eat my food, and don't go in my room." Jake stated. "I'll take you home next week!"

Next week? Wait! I thought we discussed tomorrow! I didn't want to say that now. Jake seem a bit too furious.

Something just slipped out. "I'm going home tomorrow." I said confidently.

Jake looked at me as if I made a mistake. Jake punched me in my stomach. Leaving me to ache badly.

"Listen, motherfucker! Don't say shit unless it's important! Got that? My house, my fucking rules!" Jake gave me one more good hit in the stomach and walked off.

Jake returned with a cover, and a pillow.

"Actually, you can sleep in my room. On my bed. With me." Jake noted.

No! I can't sleep by Jake. I just started going out with him. Besides, if my parents don't like it, I won't do it. I'm pretty sure my parents wouldn't be too find of this.

"I can't. I won't." I said loudly.

Jake pushed me down to the floor. I could feel the burn. Jake pulled me up to his bed, and got into his bed as well.

I wondered, and I wondered. What will Jake do to me? Chances are, he will rape me. He might just go to sleep. Who knows. Either way, I'm not ready for the results.

"Your hair smells so nice." Jake whispered in my ear. "I'll tell you what. I'm taking you to a club tomorrow. Everyone will be there."

I shook my head no. Jake made me massage his back. When Jake fell asleep, I did not too long after. Maybe in the morning Jake won't be so abusive. Maybe he's just tired!

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