The Thing About Love

Chapter 9

A/N I should probably warn you that there's a 18+ scene in this chapter, it might not be appropriate for everyone to read so please read at your own discretion because it does contain a rape scene, sort of. I hope it doesn't offend anyone so I'll put the ** to mark it.

I laid alone in my bed clutching my blankets close to my body trying not to think. I was always so weak when it came to him. It was like my body couldn't say no to him. I was a slave to him, I always had been since the first time...

I was getting ready for bed on a Friday night when my phone beeped.

Blake: whatre you up to dollface?

I couldn't help the butterflies that erupted in my belly when I saw his name.

Me: nothing, just going to watch a movie, you?

Blake: you home alone?

My mom was gone for the weekend on a work trip, in fact she was rarely home except for a couple days at a time.

Me: when am I not home alone lol

Blake: can I come over? I wanna talk to you about something

Me: sure, everything okay?

I couldn't think of anything that he could possibly want to talk to me about that he couldn't say over text. I waited for a few minutes before I got a response

Blake: you'll find out soon enough, be there in 10.

I raced around my room, cleaning up and changing my childish pajamas for a pair of shorts and a sweatshirt. Nothing too fancy but more presentable. I still had my days makeup on so I didn't bother with that as I tried to tame my curly hair into a bun on the top of my head.
I couldn't help the way my heart started beating faster when I heard my doorbell. I raced downstairs almost tripping over myself before I calmed down and opened the door.
Blake was leaning on the side of my door wearing a grey long sleeve shirt, black jeans that hung off his hips just a little too low showing the top of his boxers with his favorite pair of black converse. He smiled lazily at me as he walked into my house, closing the door behind him. 

"Blake, hi, what'd you want to talk about?"

"Shhh let's just sit for a second okay, I brought something for us to drink"

I nodded as we walked upstairs to my room and sat down. I was nervous now for a different reason since I had never drank before. Blake was my best friend, I trusted him and I was used to him being in my house and him treating it like his house but I couldn't help how nervous I would get every time he visited.
He pulled out a bottle of vodka and opened it taking a gulp of it right away. My eyes widened at the way he swallowed it without even seeming to taste it. He smiled at me as he handed it to me, encouraging me to take a drink, he knew it was my first time drinking. I tentatively sipped on it, coughing as it burned down my throat.

"I can't believe you've gone this long without ever drinking D"

I glanced at him as he chugged some more of the liquid.

"You know I've never felt the need of want to drink before"

He looked at me warily then, "why are you drinking now then?" His eyes following me taking another gulp.

I shivered before saying "I have to sooner or later and I'd rather do it for the first time with someone I trust, like you" i never realized the double meaning my words could have until he smirked and moved close to me. He placed his hand on my thigh and murmured