You Got Me Now

Chapter 6 - I Wish It Was Over

I felt someone breathe on my neck. I quickly turned around and started swinging my fists at whoever it was. He grabbed my arms and walked me into the wall behind us.

"Woah, woah, woah baby.... it's just me," Jay breathed. 

He tried to kiss me with skunky weed and beer on his breath so I turned away.

"What the fuck are you doing Jay? Are you drunk?" I whispered knowing that my mom was in our apartment.

I stared into his low, red eyes. 

"Mmmm... damn baby you look so sexy when you're scared." He snickered and tried to move in for a kiss again. This time he succeeded. He tasted just like how he smelled and I pushed him away.

He grabbed my neck and I could barely breathe. I struggled for air and clawed at his hand to let me go, but he didn't. He kissed me one last time before releasing my neck. I gasped for air as he dragged me down the street to where his Jeep was.

"Jay, I need to go home! Please let me go!"

I struggled against his strength planting my feet on the ground and pulling as hard as I could. But my best wasn't enough. He tugged hard and I almost tripped over my feet when I flew forward. He pushed me into the passenger seat of his car, got into his side and drove towards his house.

Jay's House

No one was home. No one was there to help me. He pushed me into his bedroom and started to suck on my neck and touch me all over. I told him to stop multiple times, but he wouldn't listen.

"Get on the bed." He said biting his lip and staring at me like I was a meal he was getting ready to devour.

"No." I said shakily. "I don't want this right now."

He roughly pushed me and I fell back on the bed. He climbed on top of me leaving a trail of wet kisses from my chest to my neck and tugging his pants off.

"Jay, no!" 

I forced my hands against his chest and he fell on the side of me. I tried to crawl off the bed, but he pulled me back and put his hand in the air like he was going to hit me. I screamed and put my arms up for protection. I shut my eyes tight waiting for the blow. Tears seeped through my tightly shut lids.

"If you don't want me to hit you again then stop fucking fighting me. Just let me make you feel good baby."

I kept my arms in front of my face not wanting to look at him. I felt him pull my skirt off and climb in between my legs. Then my panties were next.

He pushed himself inside me. Then I felt his rough hands grab my arms and pin them above my head. I kept my eyes shut. I just laid there. Trying not to move or breathe or think.

I tried so hard to ignore the pleasure from the center of my body and the pain from his hands gripping my wrists too tightly. I bit my lip as hard as I could and tried to keep my focus on the dark swirls as they swiveled and glided like a black ghost behind my eyelids. I wanted so badly for it to be over. I just wished we were okay. I wished Jay loved me the way I loved him and wouldn't hurt me anymore. I wish it was over.

I laid on Jay's bed with my hands tucked under my head and my eyes wide open staring at his alarm clock. It read 9:01. I made sure Jay was asleep first then snuck out the bed. I put my clothes on as quietly as possible. As Jay snored away. I grabbed my bag and started to head out the door, but then I looked back. I crept over to the side of Jay's bed and knelt down. His face was so calm. He looked perfect like the first time I met him. Now, everything's different and I don't want to be a part of it anymore. I wiped my tears away then lightly pecked his cheek. I got off my knees then jetted out the door.