Forbidden Intimacy

Chapter 6

Ever since the start of the abuse I have always wondered what I have done to deserve it.

I had always obeyed my parents when they were alive ,I kept my grades up and I was kind to people.

I was never a bitch to anyone and I never did anyone wrong so what had I done to deserve this ?

Was it because I was ugly ?

Was it because I wasn't stick thin and weighed 90 pounds and instead I was thick and weighed 130 something?

Or was it because I never had the confidence to stand up for myself?

All these thoughts roamed through my head as I was currently being pushed up against Travis's hallway wall in his apartment.

Yes his apartment ,he is 18 and he moved out of his parents house and now he pays rent on a middle sized apartment by the lake it has one bedroom ,a bathroom ,a kitchen and a small lounge with a couch and tv.

"I saw you today talking to that teacher." He spat out at me as he held my wrist above my head with one leg between both of mine keeping them apart. My eyes were shut tightly and I was hoping the pain would end soon.

"He was touching you." He said with venom.

"You are mine...and no one else's." He said through clenched teeth and tightening his grip on my wrist.

I was sure to have a bruise tomorrow.

I stared to whimper as he started to twist his hands on my wrist making them burn like fire.

"Shut up!" He roared in my face.

My legs were starting  to give out ,the pain on my wrist was getting too much.

"You belong to me! Do you understand that?" He asked.

All I could do was whimper and sob as I was too weak to talk words.

"Huh ? Answer me!" Travis kept talking ,his eyes growing dark ,if you were to see him now you would mistake his eyes as a growing storm about to strike.

Not wanting to make him more pissed I answered.

"Yes! Yes I know...I'm yours..." I said quickly. Looking into his dark eyes.

"Good." Was all he said.

He twisted my skin on my wrist one more time before letting go.

I knew that since he was so damn sweet today that all that would go in the damn trash as soon as we were alone.

The only time he was a sweet and caring boyfriend was when we were out in public and people were around.

He didn't want anyone to know or suspect what he does to me.

And I can't let anyone besides Sara know or think that because if they did I would be in some deep shit with Travis.

Travis's hands let go of my wrist and instead traveled down my sides.

His hands went so slow down my body that when he reached my boob he went even slower going down until he reached my waist.

When they reached my waist he looped his fingers through the belt loops on my jeans and then jerked me forward to where my chest was right up against the middle of his chest as he was taller then me.

He leaned his head down and whispered huskily in my ear.

"I'm going to show you that your mine."

My heart stopped.

It always did when he was going to start forcing me to sleep with him.

In the beginning of our relationship him making my heart stop was a good thing...he had a positive effect on me.