The Daughter In Isolation

Chapter Eight- Being In Love Is Different

(* Thanks to the person who help me write the smut in this chapter! Owe you one!*)

Love is an emotion that brings out another side of a person, It makes you feel like nothing is wrong in the world and your relationship is all that matters then. It is what I feel with my boyfriend, and my family, but there is one person to ruin that trance, and there always will be, no matter how long I live until I get the upper hand on things.

I awoke to find my brothers slowly trying to draw on my boyfriend's face as they looked up to see me awake. " What are you doing? He's gonna kill you two!" I whisper and yelled at them and they did it back. " We're gonna draw on his face because we kinda don't like him." I sighed and got an evil thought while looking at them. I saw my brothers start to back away slowly as I poke Alex in the side and he woke up slowly. " What is it, baby?" He looks at me while I point to my mischievous brothers and the red markers in their hands. " Mon Amour, your face." He looked at me confused as I grabbed the mirror next to my bed and showed him. " They drew on your face." He looked at my brothers while getting up. " You two really childish." They run away as I go to catch them, holding them by the ears. " Next time you come into my room while I'm sleeping, I'll hang you two by the spine!" They nodded as I let them go and William looked at me. " Big sis, you seem different to me, It's kinda weird." I thought about his words for a bit while looking down." I just fell in love and It's new to me, I kinda like it and I'm making sure mother doesn't ruin it at all. " I walk away as I touch the small pocket knife I had with me. I keep it on me just in case my mother tries anything while I'm sleeping or anywhere. I walk back into my room to help Alex get the marker off his face while thinking. " It's Saturday, what do you want to do today baby?" I look at him while pushing his hair out of the way of me wiping his face." I don't know, but I'm running out of candy and I would like to go back to that candy store, It was really nice in there. " He nodded as I smiled a bit. " I think you're getting a bit of a sweet tooth. " I giggled a bit and nodded no. " I don't think I do, but the chocolate, gummy candy, cake, cupcakes, and gum are so good. I can't help it." He touched my face and pinched my cheeks. " You're so cute, you have a sweet tooth, but I won't let it turn into an addiction." I nodded and finished cleaning off his face while grabbing his hands. " our height difference is really big." I saw him get up and look down at me, realizing what I meant. I'm " 5'8" and he's "7'2". It's a pretty big height difference. " Oh, well I always carry you places so, I really don't notice sometimes. " I nodded as I felt him pick me up and I wished that my family wasn't here because I felt like I needed him as I had him last week when my family was busy. Alex and I were sitting in my room, him on the far side and I was just sitting on my bed. "Relax, sit down and be comfortable. We're about to study." I moved over, making room for him to sit down. He was hesitant at first, but finally just grabbed his textbook and sat next to me. He looked at me with his soft grey eyes, smiling softly. "Page 294 right? Psychology." He bites the eraser of his pencil and I smile back, slowly falling into those eyes. "Uh.. Yeah." I tuck a piece of hair behind my ear and turn to the page. It felt like every passing second we got closer and closer until finally, I kissed him. His lips were so soft and they felt perfect on mine. The kisses got deeper and more passionate and suddenly he was on top of me. His touch felt electric against my body like it was forbidden, but I wanted it... I needed it. I started to undress him, taking his shirt off and rubbing my fingers along each dip, letting him do the same. He kissed my neck softly and gave me dark hickeys, trailing them down my skin, my body reacting to his touch as if he owned me. I watched as he started to lick my clit, twirling his tongue around it, driving me crazy. I was a mess and he barely even started. He took his time with everything he did and I was begging for him to just put it in already. He took it out of his boxers and teased my entrance, making my body tremble. I looked at him put it in and my eyes rolled back as a wave of pleasure and pain washed over me. It really felt like it wouldn't fit. He did slow, deep strokes for a while until I got used to it, but after maybe about 5 minutes I wanted him to go faster. He sped up and I was moaning like crazy, screaming his name the whole time. He was rough yet passionate the entire time. I let him ruin me completely and when we were done he took care of me. That day was really nice and no one suspected a thing which is even better so, I won't be made fun of by my siblings for losing my virginity. The only person that probably noticed a difference in me is my father because he always checks on me and wants to know everything about my personal life. When I had to come clean and tell him I wasn't a virgin, he freaked and I had never seen him like this before, for the first time in my life, He yelled at me and I didn't talk to him for a couple of days after that. I was just so hurt by how he didn't even try to listen to what I had to say. After I ignored him, He finally wanted to talk to me as I was about to leave for school. " Now you want to talk to me or finish your yelling rant?" He saw my eyes and how they were full of anger and hurt like I was back locked inside that room." No, I actually want to talk this time. I was just so shocked that you told me all of a sudden," I raised my head and looked at him while putting my bag and phone down. " Really? Seems like you didn't want it to happen at all. It was my choice to make and not yours, it happened because I trusted him enough to not stop him. " I thought about my words for a moment while grabbing my stuff again and walking towards my door where my father was. " Because I love him that's why it happened" I walked out of my room and started to leave and my father was stone-faced standing there in the doorway of my room. I started to text Alex as I drove to school.