He was laying in the bed beside me, "Jason." I said... he didn't respond just looking at his phone. "Jason..." I repeated, no response. "Ja-" he stopped me mid sentence kissing me. "Stop talking." He said, "make me" I responded, he jumped on me kissing me as I started to get week and helpless. Once I got strength I didn't stop him and let him kiss me. I was so wrong for it..he realized I wasn't gonna let him do it forever so he got up and grabbed something out his bag coming back over to my bed sitting down using his phone. "What is that" I asked he must have not heard me because he ripped it open and hided it. "It's something." He responded. Guess he did hear me. I look at him until he got up running over to the bathroom. He came back out grinning. "Hmm how old are you" he asked. "1-1-14.." he looked at me. "Oh I see. I thought you were 15.." he looked dissatisfied and grabbed his things. He piled them up by the door as he pulled his shirt off throwing it in the corner. "Goodnight Ava bear" he said softly. I felt horrible sleeping in the same bed but I did such the thing.
