(c) psychosocial13
Sunlight woke me up in the morning.
I yawned and Kyler pulled me closer. I looked up at him and he was staring at me.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" was the first thing out of his mouth.
I haven't even thought about pain. I was still shocked that he didn't hold back at all last night. I didn't realize when he said that he had held back how much he really meant.
Now that I thought about if I hurt or not, I did.
A lot actually.
But he wasn't going to know that...
"I feel fine." I said before kissing him.
Kyler pulled me closer and I tried not to wince in pain.
It didn't work too well.
Why did I hurt this much?!
Kyler suddenly pulled away, looking at me, worried.
"ARE you sure I didn't hurt you?" he asked, stroking my cheek with his thumb.
When I didn't answer, his eyes turned sad and then angry.
He pulled the covers off me and that's when I realized that I was covered in bruises.
My arms had dark bruises in the shape of hand prints starting at my wrists up to my shoulders.
My stomach had bruises, my hips, in lower areas, and my thighs were covered in dark bruises.
Kyler's eyes flashed to mine and I looked at him, trying not to cry from the pain and the fact I had lied to him.
"Why didn't you tell me I hurt you?!"
I looked away as tears streamed down my cheeks.
"I didn't want to make you upset..."
Kyler made me look at him.
He cleared my tears and held me close.
"I didn't mean to hurt you, I swear I didn't. You know I can't control myself around you. You know that if you're hurt or sick or anything, you can tell me. I just want to make sure you're okay..."
I sniffled and looked at him.
"I know. That's why I didn't want to tell you. I knew you'd be upset."
Kyler was silent for a moment before he kissed me.
"Don't be afraid to tell me anything. Even if you think it'll make me upset."
I gave him a weak smile before sitting up.
Kyler watched me as I went around the room, gathering my clothes for today.
I walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind me, shutting out his gaze as well.
~*~
After my shower, I felt a little better.
Kyler remained in the same place I left him.
He was still staring at the door too.
I grabbed the nearest pillow and threw it at him.
"Get dressed. I'm hungry."
Kyler pulled me down on his bare lap and gave me a sly little smirk.
"What if I don't want to? Then what?" he whispered in my ear before kissing down my neck.
"Then I'll go by myself." I stated, easily getting out of his grip.
He reached out for me but I moved before he could grab me.
Kyler rolled his eyes and got up before slipping on a pair of boxers and a pair of black skinny jeans.
When he was dressed, he grabbed me and didn't let go.
I opened the door but he quickly shut it.
"I don't want to leave." He mumbled, holding me closer.
