Fly

Chapter One: Wings Down

It was New Years, and my friends dragged me out for fun. Usually I stayed in for the holidays. But they told me it'll be fun, different.. different is good. This different wasn't.

We ended up going to a bar near my house. Drinks, music, dancing filling the air. I was actually enjoying myself for the first time. Observation was always a skill of mine. I always had to get to know the things around me. That's how I saw him.

We stared at each other like we were in one of those romantic movie scenes. His eyes were hazel and they were glowing in the night, never noticed until now how they gave me that look of a predictor preying on his prey.

He offered me a drink, typical. Once I seen him closer, he seemed more attractive. Every time he took a sip of his scotch, I seen how he'd lick his lips while trying to avoid getting his goatee wet.

By this point, I didn't have a clue where my friends were.. I was so oblivious while his voice stroked my ears and made me feel like everything was okay. It was also the first time I ever felt that feeling.. comfort.

He asked if I wanted to leave this place and who wouldn't leave with a very attractive man? I thought I already knew where this was going but I didn't.. it's interesting how one thing plays a tole on your life. It could be a good or bad change just from one small thing.

While we were in the car the music blasted as his right hand smoothly caressed my thigh, making every part of me hot. It felt so right and so good I bit into my lip like I never have. Every time we'd stop at a red light, he'd touch me more or whisper dirty things in my ear. At that moment he'd seemed more perfect than a man could ever be.

We finally got to his house and it was like the game was on. We barely got inside the door and half of our clothes were off. It was like we had limited time, but his dominant character turned me on.. it still does even though it isn't supposed to. It makes me feel dirty thinking about him when I shouldn't.

The door knob shifted as I snapped me head up, starring at the headboard. "Alicia.. you up?" His soft voice seemed like the most powerful thing between me, the door, and him. I didn't answer. Instead, I threw my book underneath the bed and got under the covers. He only bothers me when he wants something.

The door finally opened as I squeezed my eyes shut. I felt his body mass sink into the bed next to my feet. "I'm not here to hurt you.. I promise" his voice was softer than silk and I wondered why. He's usually so angry when he sees me and he puts it into his sexual abuse. I knew what he was here for and it made me tired before we started. It was hard getting him to come to his edge when we had sex.

I felt his big palm touch my leg underneath the blanket, I gasped. "I just want to please you.. let me... please" he began speaking in whispers as he got closer to me. My heart was pounding. This was the moment I put my wings up, and imagined me flying in the clouds.. life seemed better that way.