Cold Blooded

32.💧

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It had been long since I've seen Mateo, and I was bound to forget.

Who was accompanying me was Marcus.

"I'm Mateo's friend." He mentioned, one night as he stepped through my bedroom window.

"How would I know?" I questioned. "I know not to trust anybody anymore."

"He sent me to help you out..."

Little did I know a mere lie was escaping his lips, yet I trusted him.

"It's alright." Marcus' gentle voice soothed me. I reminisced distant tragic memories with Teo, I was doing my all to forget about him yet he always seemed to roam into my dreams.

"I'm here now..." He whispered into my ear. I began to relax. It's been about two months since Marcus had been visiting, my mother was soon to return back home from her job trip in less than a week.

"He won't ever roam your dreams Mariyah. Ever..I'll make sure of it."

He was the only one there for me, ones that I used to call friends and family were scared away from the the sacred curses that unleashed when his presence was near.

I looked up into his dreamy eyes. Eyes that I've never seen an individual have.

His large hand trailed down my back, his thumb caressed it as I sighed, bringing myself into my distant thoughts.

Mateo turned, and put his arm around me. Pulling me close. "Precious go back to sleep." He whispered, into the crook of my neck.

I didn't take my eyes from off of he ceiling, too focused on staring at nothing of course. "No." I whispered, my voice weak. He gently moved strands of hair from away my face, as I breathed shakily. "I-I'm scared."

"Of what?" He asked. He moved away, and lay on his back. Staring up at the ceiling just like I was.

"Everything." I mumbled. "I don't feel safe anymore." I said, just above a whisper.

"I'll keep you safe." He said, his voice delicate. "I'll never let anything happen to you."

Shivers went down my spine at Marcus' cold touch on my skin. I didn't take me long to realize that his hand slipped under my shirt.

I didn't think much of it, until I felt his hand unclasp my bra.

"No..." I escaped his embrace. "Not that, anything but that, please.."

He sighed of disappointment. I wasn't ready to give myself up to someone. My heart was all wrapped around Mateo, which was the problem. I'm soon to turn nineteen and my heart has still been missing Mateo's touch, and voice..

When he's probably not thinking about me at the moment.

"You're supposed to hate me, and I'm supposed to hate you." His eyes shown deviousness.

He didn't want to me around me anymore for my safety and yet I never listened.

And he didn't listen either.

But now, we are...

"It's okay..." Marcus said, tugging onto my arm.

"No," I grew uncomfortable. I sat by the edge of the bed, but he didn't take no for an answer.

He took my arm again, I tried to move away yet he was too strong. The lust in his eyes scanned my small body.

"Get away from me Marcus!!"

He pinned me onto my bed, his lips roughly kissed my neck. None of the fighting back I did worked, he didn't budge.

I began to panic, I was gasping for air as I couldn't get any. My eyes were looking around for something to grab yet everything was beyond my reach.

"You don't have to do this," I persuaded. "No, leave me alone!!"

His hands touched placed where I didn't want to be touched, until he yanked my pants off, then my shirt. He pinned my hands above my head, preventing me from covering myself.

"Help me!!" I screamed, in hope that at least my cries would be heard by other neighbors.

I closed my eyes, in way to take my distressed mind to another place. I knew when he plunged into me by the scorching pain at my lower body.

"Just shut up!" Marcus growled. I've never seen this side of him before.

One that wasn't human.

His teeth elongated, his piercing evil eyes looked into my fearful ones.

I couldn't open my eyes much longer, I squeezed them closed. I didn't want to see Marcus' face, the monster that he had become.

"Where's yo' night in shining armor Mariah?"

Tears flowed down my cheeks.

"He ain't here because he don't love you! None of those son's of bitches do..."

"Please, stop." Was all I could let out, barely audible. I was slowly slipping away, my heart was beating rapidly against my chest as I struggled to gasp for air that wouldn't flow through my lungs.

I couldn't bare to keep myself awake.

I slipped away.