Shh! Don't tell.

The confession

Lexie

3 MONTHS LATER

Everything had been going great me and Nate were simply amazing. I was slowly beginning to forgive my brother but it was still a working progress. The step monster had left and I was spending more time in the house. Knock, knock.
"Come in" I called out to the unknown person behind the door.

"Hey beautiful!"
I looked up to find Nate walking in.
"Hey" I said sitting up.
Nate walked to the edge of the bed where I was sat. He placed his hands on my hips and lent down. Planting a small kiss on my lips. He stood up again looking down at me.
"Is that all?" I asked playfully.
"Oh you want more"
He knelt up on to the bed, kissing me passionately, pushing me back until I was flat on my back.
"Better?"
"Much"
He continued to kiss me the kisses trailing down my colar bone I pushed my hand through his hair holding his head. His hands grabbed the hem of my shirt just as his lips brushed against mine. I pushed my hands down unable in him to take it off.
"No" I whispered into his ear.
He made an attempt to continue as I sat up.
"Nate no" I said my voice slightly louder now.
He sat up and rubbed his neck in a guiltily kinda nervous way.
"Sorry babe guess I got a little carried away" he sat back against the head of my bed "wanna watch a movie?"
I nodded as I turned the tv on joining him.

It brought back so many memories. Him forcing himself on me. Nate didn't mean to but it still sent some sort of signal to my brain reminding me of that day, that dreadful day.
"Lexie you ok?" Nate had his hand on my shoulder his eyes frantically scanning my face.
"Huh... yea" his voice abruptly broke my thoughts.
"Babe your crying!" His hand was now placed on my cheek his thumb slowly moving up and down caressing my cheek.
"I am" i lifted my hand to my check and felt tears rolling down. I felt stargazed like I was in shock. Then I remembered the flashback. I broke. The tears were rolling faster than ever I couldn't feel anything but pain, tremendous pain.
"Why me? Why me?" A voice said, my voice, but not me. I couldn't stop. Nate looked scared his hands on my shoulders not sure what to do. Until he wrapped his muscular arms around my body compressing me. I'd never felt so safe. In his arms I felt like I could do anything, that no one would hurt me.
"He raped me Nate, he raped me"