The bad boy wants to protect me?

With my legs still wrapped around Ladans waist he carried me into the bedroom. He threw me down onto the bed and crawled up my body with a savage look in his eye.

I could tell he wasn't really with me right now, he was a different person, hiding behind his anger and feelings abou this brother by putting his mind and body into something else, me. 

I took a deep breath as he started kissing my throat, i started to relax against him as my eyes drifted close. 

I felt his excited little friend against my thight and started freaking out as flashabcks of my dad pinning me down on the bed flashed through my mind. Him putting his whole weight on top of me so i couldn't move, sloppily kissing my neck as i felt my daddy pressed against me. My mind filled with memories of a 7 year old girl, crying and begging for her daddy to stop. Crying so hard, waiting for somebody to hear her, to come in and help her.

"Get off me!! Please, someone help me! No no! Daddy please, i love you! Please daddy get off your hurting me!" I sobbed as hard as i could as sobs racked my body making me convulse.

"Ads? Ads please, what's wrong? What did i do? It's me Addy , it's me Ladan" I heard. 

I opened my eyes slowly and Ladans face came into veiw, i looked around the room to see our bedroom. 

We were alone, and i wasn't 7 anymore.

"Did i say that aloud?" I whispered to myself quietly as i put my head down in shame that i could have spilled my whole secret to Ladan.

"yes" I head, my head snapped up, i didn't realise he had hear that. As i processed what he was answering my eyes glazed over with tears. He must know, he must think i'm disgusting. He screams out there daddy's name when they're about to have sex with their.. i don't even know what Ladan is to me. How could i even think about having sex with him? We hardly know each other and i clearly am still scarred from the way my dad treated me, i'm such an idiot. 

I looked up to see Ladan looking at me with a pained expression, it's like he was waiting for me to answer some unspoken question between us.

"It's too soon." i stated firmly staring at my hands in my lap as we sat across from each other with crossed legs.

"Too soon because your dad raped you?" He said solemnly. My head snapped up to his so fast i'm sure i gained whiplash.

I started at him. I wanted to be angry, i wanted to pummel him in the face with my bare fist for knowing my secret, my past, for speaking it aloud.

But i knew better, i knew he was stating the truth. How did i ever think i could hide it from him? I was so stupid to think that this could last. I didn't deserve Ladan, i've been used and damaged, and nobody, not even Ladan would want to have to deal with that.

I climbed under the duvet of our bed suddenly feeling tired from this hectic day. I didn't feel the need to or want to explain myself to Ladan. It was too painful to recap it. So i faced away from him as silent tears streamed down my face. I felt his feirce gaze in the back of my head.

After about 10 minutes i was drifting off to sleep as i heard ladan sigh from where he had been sitting behind me. I felt the bed shift and then an arm around my waist as he snuggled into my back.