Let Us Learn How To Love Together

Affection?

~!Major.Trigger.Warning!~

Ryan’s POV~

The rest of the school day went by as a blur. I couldn’t focus, at all, LikeI can’t believe that happened, I was kissed, by the school nurse! I feel like my heart is trying to fly to… well… where ever it’s trying to go. I smile when I remember what happened, the way it felt to have his lips on mine. It wasn’t rough like everyone else who’s kissed me, it was soft, and gentle. I bring my hand up to my lip, I can still feel it, the kiss I mean. I feel my cheeks heat up and I cover my face with my hands.

“What the fuck are you doing!?”

I realize that I had stopped walking and I look up, only to come face to face with my mothers husband, my smile instantly falling.

“I just… I was…”

He roughly grabbed me by the arm, the broken one that is, and pulled me into the house, throwing me onto the ground.

“Why were you blushing!?”

“Uhm… I don’t know…”

“Why the fuck were you smiling?”

I did have a chance to respond before he kicked me roughly. I whimpered and curled up on the floor, squeezing my eyes shut. I heard him aproach me, and I opened his eyes. He grabbed my face in his hand and jerked it towards his face.

“Were you seeing somebody?”

My eyes widened.

“Wh… what?”

He smirked at me.

“So you were… Did he kiss you? Did he touch you? Did he fuck you so hard that you screamed? You know only I can do that! Only I’m allowed to touch you… You. Belong. To. Me! Got that you slut?”

I nod my head and he legs go of my chin. I stormed off into the living room and I curled up on the floor again, praying the he won’t come back. I wish Levi was here to save me! Wait… why did I think of him at a time like this?! Damnit all, curse these stupid feelings! I pull myself off the ground and hobbling in the direction of my room, my leg hurrt from being kicked, but I still walked to my room. Once in I shut the door and head over to my bed, curling up underneath my blanket. For once I actually don’t feel like dying, like, I feel like there might be hope for me… there may be a reason to live. Great, look at me, getting all sappy, Jesus I need to calm down! I sigh and let darkness take me, take me away from reality.

I was sitting in my living room, well, my old living room. This was the first house I’ve ever lived at. I must’ve been about 6 years old. I’m on the living room floor, playing with my blocks when Richard, or daddy, as he likes me to call him, comes in and sits next to me. he watches me play for a while.

“Hey, want me to show you something?”

I look up at him in wonder.

“What?”

“Well, you’ll have to find that out if you come with me.”

He extends his hand out to me and I take it. What is it that he wants to show me? He takes me back to his and mommys’ shared room. What are we doing here? He sits down on their bed and pats the bed beside him. I jump onto the bed next to him and he smiles. He grabs my hand and moves towards him. He places it in between his thighs.

“Pull the zipper down.”

“Why?”

“That’s where the suprise is!”