Lana del rey: money power glory
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I listened to the birds chirping from outside. I gazed from inside the room admiring nature. It made me feel sort of humane, but not enough. I guess it was better than being in that dark empty room.
I lowered down in my seat staring at the ceiling now. I began to think about my family; how worried they must be. They probably think I'm dead by now. I hope they're still searching for me.
I put my face into the palms of my hands and sat there like that for awhile.
"I hope you guys are still there waiting for me" I sniffed as I wiped the tear away. "I'll see you guys soon"
***
The time passed. The clouds glooming. The trees still. My mind was blank and empty. My body limp on the chair. I simply sat there gazing outside looking for nothing.
I heard the door creak open slightly. I peered over my shoulder to see who it was.
"Zack?" I questioned
He walked in quietly and shut the door.
"I haven't seen you in...months" I was shocked that it had already been months. My heart ached. But I ignored it.
"What do you want?" I asked
"I just wanted to check on you. I wanted to see how you were doing-" I cut him off
"Im not fine Zack. Ill never be" I spoke while my eyes were placed back on the window.
"Im sorry Stella"
I sprung up from the chair and walked over to him.
"Don't you fucking dare say sorry again." I stated in his face.
"Your the fucking reason I'm stuck in here" I closed my eyes taking a breath.
I turned around and walked then met his eyes again. "You betrayed me-you lied...to me"
I watched as he ripped his eyes away from me. He probably couldn't stand to look at me. But I could. I was furious.
He sighed. "I did" he admitted to me.
"I regret it deeply and hate myself for it. I have many sleepless nights because of this"
"Well good thing I'm not alone to suffer"
I turned around and thought to myself. I thought deeply and deeply. Then a switched went off in my head.
***
I kept to myself the past couple days waiting quietly. Even though I didn't know why I was waiting. It wasn't like I was going to be released from him at any point. I can only wish and pray for the day I would be free like I was before.
Then walked in David.
But I was still staring outside the window.
"Bought you something" I heard something drop onto the table besides the door.
I still kept my gaze outside the window ignoring his presence.
"Stella!" David yelled.
I twisted my head with annoyance and looked at him. "What!" I shouted back.
"I bought you something, don't be fucking disrespectful. Get over here and look what I got you" he shouted while gesturing his arm to the gift.
I stood up and walked over to him closely, very closely. Inches away that I could feel the air from his nose hit my face. He raised his neck slightly up then back down. Our eyes both never leaving one another.
I was fucking angry. Full of rage at this point. Instead I walked passed him and opened the box he'd brought to me.
It was a necklace. A beautiful diamond pendant necklace. I admired the sparkling jewel in the box. Then slammed it closed.
I turned around and simply walked away.
"Nothing? Thats it? Not even a fucking thank you at least" he spoked.
I whipped around full of rage.
"What the fuck is a necklace going to do? Huh? Make me happy? Make me finally love you?" I shouted at him.
"Why do you have to be so fucking difficult with me? Im trying to fucking show you that I love you. I want you Stella, I just want us to be happy together!"
We went back and forth shouting at each other over and over. Till I had enough and slapped him across the face. I smirked at him making sure he'd be more angry than he already was.
"Go to hell" I said
I watched carefully at his eyes. They became dark. He became dark. David picked me up, digging his nails into my skin and throwing me onto the bed.
David as well followed me onto the bed.
He moved his body between my legs. With that I closed them together pressing his body against mine.
His eyes were shocked while mine were dark. My mind was gone and instead replaced with desire. I'd gone mad and insane. But surely filled with rage.
I raised my body tilting my head into the crook of his neck and whispered.
"Give it to me"
I lowered back down keeping our eyes connected as I arched my back, raising my chest to him.
David ripped my shirt off with aggression then looked back to me. He studied me for a brief moment.
If I wasn't mistaken he hesitated.
Both our bodies stiffen against one another. His member hard against my center.
David released himself from me, his face mixed with emotions.
He got up and walked away and out of the room.
"Fuck" I whispered while getting up.
I looked at the ripped shirt besides me and picked it up.
"What a waste" I said before throwing it on the floor.
With nothing I went to sleep.
***
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