I'm Not Afraid Anymore

Chapter 2

I brought him with me. We went shopping, and grabbed a few things we needed. We ran into a few friends from our classes and talked with them.

My friend asked if he was still using me, and I said no. I don't know why.

"Are you sure?" She whispered.

"You're not just pretending are you?"

I stared at her before glancing at kris.

"He does... He uses me but I don't find it harsh anymore." I mumbled back. She shook her head.

"You're an idiot... How about you come over for a sleepover tonight?" My heart raced. Would he let me?

I shook my head.

"I have to get studying done... Maybe next weekend~" I said softly. She nodded slowly.

"Call me if anything weird happens...~" She kissed my cheek softly before walking off with Kris' friend.

I could tell he was glaring at her, but he didn't look it. I don't understand him sometimes.

When we got home, he helped me put a few things away. He cleaned up the table for dinner, and put something above the stove.

I swear, he purposely did this.

He had a box of matches, for some reason, and pushed against me while putting them above the stove. I was simply pressured against his front and the stove, and I felt a moan in the back of my throat. I kept quiet though and continued stirring.

Everyday, once it gets later at night, he does these types of things. Kind of like signals of what he's going to do to me later.

He closed the cupboard before going back to the table, and I sighed quietly. I continued to stir and eventually took it off the stove and put it on the table. He helped me with the silverware, but I grabbed the bowls.

We don't usually have a normal dinner, it's usually take out or something like that, but in the car on the way back he convinced me to cook, and so I did.

It wasn't something big, but we ate. After, I studied a little before he asked if we wanted to watch something before 'bed'.

I said yes, hoping it will keep his body off my mind, but it didn't work. I sat in my little chair, with a blanket and a pillow in my arms and watched, while he sat across the room. I found myself staring at his crotch so many times, and I swear he found me staring as well. When the movie ended, he brought me upstairs. Another eventful night.