(2 months before real break up)
I put one of the last books of the evening, on the shelf. It's almost the end of my shift. Teddy isn't suppose to come pick me up, before 30 minutes. I have time to just relax. Not that I can't relax when he's around, it's just, you know. He can be a bit... overwhelming. Yeah, that's the word. Not that I don't like him, I love him, of course. I think, he just has a different way to show love. Some buy flowers for their loved ones. He buys flowers and then he doesn't want you to leave his apartment. The next day, he kind of convinces/manipulates you to take a day off, to stay with him. Yeah... I don't mind, I like to stay with him. I just think it's a bit much.
We've been dating for three months, now.
I just think he should maybe stop trying to look through my phone when I'm not looking. He never actually did it, he doesn't know my password, but I know he has been trying. But then again, everyone is different and got their own way. I don't judge, I never judge... Maybe sometimes, but not often.
The last book of the day is on the top shelf. I tiptoe to reach it. I get back on my feet and someone grabs my waist. The person takes my two wrists with one hand. I try to scream, but the person put their other hand on my mouth. Forcing me to lean on them. He puts his head on my shoulder. I hear the voice.
-Relax, Babydoll... Don't worry, it's only me. We don't want to draw people here.
He stuffs his head in my hair. He breathes deeply and kisses my neck.
-Gosh... I missed your smell...
-But we saw each other yesterday...
-I know, it's too long, I need to see you every day. Now turn around I want to stare at your face.
I turn around as he puts his hand back on my waist. He kisses me softly and bites my lip. I hear my boss coming so I push Teddy back a little. He pouts. My employer comes to say that I can leave. I smile and I follow him to the exit. We walk out. I get inside Teddy's car and we drive off to his apartment. In silence. I hope I didn't upset him.
For your sake, I hope so, says the little voice in my head. I look at him, he's focusing on the road. I wonder what he is thinking about. Probably, what he'll do to me, after dinner.
He unlocks his door and we get inside. He takes off his shoes and goes in the kitchen. He says from there:
-I called us food.
-What is it?
-Chinese.
-Good! I can't wait!
-I knew you wouldn't be against it.
I go in the kitchen and he is looking in his refrigerator.
-I'm thirsty, do you want water?
-That would be perfect!
My mouth is dry like a desert. It always does that when he takes me by surprise like that. This time it really scared the hell out of me. I thought, well this is my last moment. The way he said "Babydoll". It gives me shivers. I don't know if I like that nickname, but I won't tell him, because he seems to like it. He looks at me strangely. I must have been in my thoughts for a moment. I smile and he comes closer. He kisses me softly and bites my lip another time. I don't want it to get too harsh. He pushes me back on the nearest wall. Eager eyes and strong hands.
-I want to taste your lips before they get all greasy.
I remember I'm thirsty, so I try to reach for the glass, Teddy left on the counter. He roll his eyes and get it for my me. I drink all of it, still against the wall. He takes it and put it back. I guess he didn't want to kiss me while I was dehydrated.
He kisses my cheek, my forehead and my ears. He gets back to my lips. I feel his tongue making it's way through them. It's pretty harsh. I put my arms around his shoulders. This isn't so bad.
He bites my lip, harder this time. He gets down. It becomes a bit uncomfortable. My neck is going to feel so sour after this.
I hear someone knocking at the door. Food! Little relief or little sadness. Teddy leaves me there to go take what he ordered. I look in the mirror. I'm going to have a big hickey, tomorrow. Well, I like turtleneck shirts anyway, so whatever.
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