You'll Be Mine

Chapter Twenty- Seven

I am pushed against the bed and he's kissing me roughly. My breath is patchy while he is has his hand up my bra. I look down and I'm only in my bra and underwear. His other hand is rubbing "down there" an slips beneath my underwear. I throw my head back and suddenly wake up. My eyes snap open and I'm alone on Matts bed. But before I could think anything else, he walks in. He was wearing no shirt but lions pajama pants that cut low.

"Good morning, doll. You feeling... A little... Well..."

He looks down from my face and my eye followed. OH MY GOD! My hand was up the baggy shirt and on my chest. I quickly pull it out and fix the shirt.

"I take it that you had a nice dream."

"I guess you could say that."

He smiles and walks to me and sits on the bed.

"Tell me your dream, baby doll."

I smile and sit up. 'Baby doll' sounds better than just 'doll'.

"I'd rather not say it, Matthew. It's a little inappropriate..."

"Now you have to tell me!"

"It wasn't anything crazy. Just you kissing me and it just ended with you doing something."

"Was I using anything on me?"

"Is this some sort of game? And yes."

We both laugh together.

"Was it below the belt?"

"No."

"Finger?"

"Yeah."

A smile grew on his face.

"You know what they say about dreams, right? Any dream can come true, but only if you believe and do what it takes to make it happen. I think it's bullshit, but you seem like someone who would believe in that garbage."

He leans in by my face and his lips lightly brush mine. He slowly moves over to me and I lay down on the bed.

"Do you understand how incredible this is for me? I've wanted to be with you for so long, and to finally have you laying in my bed with nothing but my shirt and underwear on... I've tried so hard to get over you... I'm happy I never could. I wouldn't have you actually wanting me right now."

His hand was petting my stomach while he spoke and it slowly moved down to my underwear line. His hand slipped down my underwear and rubbed me.

I felt his finger slip in me and my body arches in pleasure. He kept thrusting it in and out of me and I was on edge.

"Matthew!"

He now has two fingers in me and kept the same rhythm going. I finished off and let out a moan.

"Matthewwww..."

"Hush, doll."

He smiled and kisses me deeply. His fingers were still lightly rubbing me and whispers in me ear.

"See, dreams come true."

His hand moved back up my body and he lifts it to his mouth. I see his lips part and his finger go in.

"You taste amazing."

I bit my lip and he sat up.

"Let's go, get ready for the day. I'm making breakfast, so meet me there."

He stands up and walks out of the room as I follow behind him. We walk to the kitchen and I pass through to the staircase. I make it to my room and look through my pile of clothes. I just slip on some light blue skinny jeans and search for a bra. I kicked over the pile a little and I see one. I quickly pull it on and along with a black tank top. I begin to smell bacon and I rush down the steps to the kitchen.

"Smells amazing!"

He is setting up the plates when I walk in.

"Sit down, doll."

I sit at the table and for the first time since being here, I've felt like eating. He put the plates down and sat next to me. On our plates consisted of bacon, scrambled eggs and toast. I picked up my fork and began eating. It wasn't long before we both finished our breakfast. He grabbed our plates and put it in the dishwasher. He joined me at the table again.

"I have a question, doll."

"Go ahead, ask."

"Do you still want to leave me..."

"Matthew, I don't know... It's complicated."

"Then explain it."

"You obviously know I really care for you."

"Yeah... And?"

"And it would be so hard to leave. But I can't stay in this house forever."

"We can move away and start over. We can be together."

Boy, that doesn't sound so bad.

"I think that sounds nice. But you forget that I have a mother. I miss her so much. I have things I still miss. And what about the other girls.. That were here."

"What about them?"

"They're dead. And whether we leave or not, that's always with you. Police won't stop looking. Those were people... I'm not sure if I could handle that all."

"You wouldn't try... Wow. You would just give up on us. You'll leave just like before!"

He stands up and slammed his fist down on the table.

"Matthew... Please.. Settle down."

"NO! YOURE GOING TO LEAVE! Again! No, I won't let you! You're mine forever. Don't ever expect to see your mother again. You belong to me!"

He storms off and I hear his room door slam close. I stand up and walk to the living room couch. I crash down on the couch. Why did he freak out so bad? Is he that obsessed with me? Am I what caused this? I left him and never came back for him... I am why he is so attached. He's scared, maybe just as much as me.

Matthew and I aren't so different. We are both terrified of the world. We are scared to be alone. We just handled it differently. He stalked me and became clingy. Me, I faced it. I knew things would just get worse if I tried more. Matthew has been through so much.

My eyes close and I have no control on opening them. My body is weak and I can't move... What did he put in my food!?!

Oh god, Matthew... Please, do not do anything crazy.