Emerald Eyes

35 - To obey

LINES POV

(*Warning: graphic content*)

*We finally made it. I grabbed his keycard out of his back pocket and ushered him into his room. He was all sweaty, his breath smelling of a mixture from vomit and alcohol. To him, it was all just a fun night out, but I had seen the gazes people shot him from the other side of the club. And not only him, but me as well. It was my responsibility to take care of him. I shouldn't even have let it come that far. Once again, I failed miserably. Now just take the night to a good end! As so many nights before, I helped him take off his jacket and his shoes, while he was busy laughing at me. After that, I tried talking him into sitting down on his bed, while checking the room for other bottles of alcohol with my eyes. When he finally sat down, I wanted to quickly store away a few bottles, but instead of letting me get up, he pulled me into a disgusting kiss. The taste of vomit started to spread into my mouth, when I quickly pulled away. A fierce hand grabbed my head and clenched onto my hair to pull me back in again. I begged him to stop, but instead, it just got worse. He had gained all his strength back and now pushed me down on the bed. "You know how to make me happy, babe.", he smirked and quickly sled a hand underneath my shirt to unashamedly touch my breasts. My body started to shiver at the touch of his fingers, but not of desire. It was fear. The loving guy I once knew always turned into such a monster when he was drunk. "Please, not today. I really want to make you happy but not.... Please stop it." I begged him again, but instead of letting go of me, he pinned my body down and started to undress me. I tried to escape his hands, but he just replied with a slap in my face. Immediately, the tears came streaming down my face. "You've earned that. Now be a good girl and let me have you.", he commented. Hesitantly, I let him do his thing. When I tried to free my hands again, he just gave me another slap with that disgusting dirty smile on his face. I was still crying, when he finally came to an end. Why was I still letting this happen again and again? I just felt powerless. He left my shivering body all naked on the bed, while he was getting up to take a shower with the words: "That was good. Gotta love a good girl like you are. When I come back, I don't wanna see you here anymore. Go to your room babe. I'll see you in the morning." And once again, I obeyed.*

Breathing heavily, I opened my eyes. It took me a few seconds to come back to reality and figure out where I was. But then, there was this soothing voice getting through to me. Martijn. He had sat up in bed and was looking at me. "Honey, you have had a nightmare. It's all gonna be alright, I promise. I'm here with you.", he said when his words finally started to make sense again in my blurry mind. "Can you give me a hug?", was all I got out. I just wanted to feel his warmth and cuddle up in his strong and caring arms. Martijn immediately wrapped me into his arms and whispered a few more soothing words in his tired voice. After a while, he asked: "It was about him, right?" His eyes were full of worry, when I looked up to him. "Yes. It was about... how he trea...", I said when Martijn quickly interrupted me. "Shhush, don't say it. I promise you, Honey, I'll never treat you this way. I might be a stubborn dickhead at times, but I could never ever hurt you. It would break my own heart, you know?", he said while softly caressing my back. I looked him straight into the eyes, when I said: "Martijn? How can I ever possibly give back to you for all this love you're continuing to give me? Nobody has ever cared so much about me." I really meant it. Martijn smiled and said: "That's the good news: I will never ask for anything in return, Honey. It's called love and knowing that you would do the exact same thing for me."