VIXEN

7.

Lorenzo.

"What made boyfriend rape you?" I asked sitting next to her on the couch. "Lorenzo... I don't want to talk about it."

"Why not? You always want to know how I feel."

"I know, that's because I care about you."

"I care about you too, now tell me what happened." She let out out a big long sigh. "He has always been abusive."

"And your still with him?"

"If I leave, I won't have anywhere to go."

"You could always come here." I offered. I didn't want her to be homeless, neither did I want anyone to abuse her. "No, that's doing too much."

"No, it's not. I would love it if you stayed here with me."

"Really?" She smiled. "Yeah, it's lonely over here."

She shrugged her shoulders and stared at the ceiling, like she was thinking about something. Then she looked into my eyes, giving me that vulnerable feeling. "How are you feeling?" She asked making me laugh.

"I don't know, happy?"

"Why are you happy?"

"Because your here." I smiled. "Now how are you feeling?"

"I don't know, mixed emotions..." She said shrugging her shoulders once again. "Tell me what's on your mind mind." She shook her head no. I wasn't going to argue with her, so I just went to my bedroom.

I sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the cuts I made yesterday. Sometimes I feel stupid for doing that. My mom always told me, "Your a creation of God, don't destroy it." But I never listened. Sometimes I wished I would have listened to my mother, maybe I wouldn't be the way that I am today.

I just stared at them, wondering why should I have to do this to myself. "Because nobody loves you." I said out loud to myself.

"I love you." Lorraine spoke behind me. I didn't reply, I just continued to look at me arms. "Did you cut your self again?" She asked sitting next to me.

I turned my arms over to avoid of being questioned any further. She grabbed my arms and turned them over, examining the fresh cuts. "Why Lorenzo?" She asked looking into my eyes. I hated the way she made me felt, so I turned my head, staring at the head board of my bed.

"Lorenzo, could you please stop...?" I shook my head, it was the only thing that kept me from committing suicide. I believe that the death of me will be suicide.

She sat in my lap and hugged me, tight. I slid my hands to her waist.and hugged her back, but even tighter. She pulled away and looked into my eyes, but it gave me a good feeling. She leaned down, and our lips were getting closer by the second.

They touched, giving me a feeling that made my heart race. She cupped my face, bringing me closer. I opened my mouth, feeling her tongue slide in. After a few minutes, she pulled away, looking into my eyes, again.

"I have been waiting for that." She smiled, making me blush. She kissed one more time before laying down in my bed. I laid next to her, and pulled her close. Neither one of went to sleep, we would either be conversating, or staring at each other.