That Man

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Lies.

A lie has been told. A fool like Stella believed that lie. That lie sticked between them thinking it was no big deal, when really it was.

A 16 year old little girl that has been doing dirty deeds with a 28 year old man. As the young 16 year old girl begins to panic, the man just sleeps in a deep sleep. Not aware of what his love has discovered.

Stella's POV:

I don't think I should be here anymore actually I don't think I should be with him. This isn't right it's just absolutely not right. 12 years apart. I feel the vile rise in my throat almost puking is what it feels like.

I start pulling on my hair not ripping my hair out just yet. I screwed up. I did things with him that can't be undone. What will my friends think of me? What will Richard think of me with his older step brother? No fix that, I will never tell him anything about this. No one will.

     I quickly start getting dress, not wanting to be naked for him again. I take a deep breath rubbing my face feeling very anxious at this moment. I huff and begin to look for my shirt, but can't find it. Then that's when I remembered it's downstairs.

I slowly pace over to the door. As I'm close to reaching it David wakes up.

"Hey, where are you going?" His voice groggy and tired. I slowly face him not making eye contact.

"I want to go home" I tell him.

"What? Why?" He asks in a soft deep voice sounding hurt as if.

I keep my eyes down on the floor not wanting to dare look at him again. "I-I just want to go" I whisper in a shaky tone.

David then gets the covers and pulls it off of him, rushing off the bed. I pull my hand up to cover him so I don't see his bare body. He stops in his track confused.

     "Stop, cover yourself" I demand almost crying at this point.

     He rushes over to the side of the bed. Once I hear his zipper I pull my hand back clutching my stomach.

     "Stella...What did I do?" He asks. His voice coming out as a whisper.

     A tear escapes my eye. I quickly wipe it away backing up against the door. "When were you going to tell me the truth?" I slowly tilt my head to him. Observing his features carefully.

     He just stands there still confused, but soon changes when he spots his wallet open and besides it is his drivers license. David slowly looks at me with wide eyes almost begging for forgiveness I sense.

     I start shaking my head at this. Unbelievable.

     "Stella, I-I can't explain-" he begins to speak but I cut him off.

     "Explain what? That your a 28 year old man who's-secretly with a 16 year old!" I shout loud choking on my tears. I drop my head and look back up gasping for air. This is all just too much.

     He strides over to me before I could even put my hands up to stop him. I start shoving him off, but to no avail because of how strong his body is compared to mine.

     "S-Stella, please don't do this" he says lowly sounding like he's about to have a break down like me.

     "Take me home David" I demand and with that I turn around opening the door heading downstairs.

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We spent the whole car ride just quietly crying to ourselves. Not speaking to one another. He would glance a few times over at me when he thought I wasn't looking, but I saw him clearly.

David parks the car once we arrived at my house, still in silence. He shifts in his seat facing me before he finally builds the courage to speak to me. David steadies his gaze on me, looking deep into my soul it feels like. "I need for you to understand that...I really want to be with you. I know it seems wrong, but to me it feels right. So please just-just don't leave me Stella" he tells me.

I grip the door handle tightly. Thinking about what he said. I think also turn to face him, but automatically feel pity in my heart when I meet those bloodshot blue ocean eyes of his. I tear them away quickly only to be brought back to his eyes when he grabs my cheeks making me look at him clearly.

"Don't look away" his sad tone coming out clearer.

I sniff my sad sob really wishing he was actually 20. "David I-"

"Please Stella" he chokes on his tears. "Please don't leave me"

I wipe his tear away from his cheek. Still holding our gaze. "David, your an amazing guy and that's why I like you...but it could never work" I breathe in his last sent. Holding it in for awhile before I never smell it again.

I lean forward and give him one last kiss on the cheek. "I'm sorry" I whisper. I open the car door heading out of his car.

"Stella stay with me. Stay" but I can't.

I close his door feeling the hard wind hit my face. Why? Is all I ask.

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Davids POV:

Damaged.
Sad.
Lost.
Heartbroken.

Is all I feel burning in me as I watch the women I love walk away from me. The women that gave me hope, joy, and love, just ripped away from me in my arms. I begin crying to myself hating this feeling I'm in.

Stella

And I ask myself, why?

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