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Chapter 9

Chapter 9

Luke was sitting in the booth looking out the window, clearly pissed off.

"Hey" I whispered scooting in next to him. He didn't answer.

"Look I'm sorry ok? It just- you made me mad when you teased me in the closet and then you fucking ignored me! I didn't realise kissing her would make you so mad" still nothing. Angry, I got up and went back into the game room.

I slammed the little door and sat on the couch grabbing a pillow and screaming. This is why I don't date or get serious about people, not that I really care but this is still stupid.

"You ok?" Michael peeps around the door. All I did was look at him, I didn't say anything or move.

"Okaaay.." Mikey came in and sat next to me putting his hands on his knees and inhaling. "what's wrong?"

"Luke" I whispered.

I explained to him exactly what was going on and even he was surprised. He also managed to get part of my past out from me, I only told him a little about why I don't date. It's simply because I don't want to get heartbroken, my whole family has been heartbroken and I stand by and watch them go through this terrible ordeal that, that doesn't make sense. Then they keep going back to the same person who hurt them, I just don't want that to happen to me.

"Can I kiss you?" I ask surprising both of us.

"What?" He gasped.

"Listen usually if I want to kiss someone I do it without permission, I just... I don't know... I really want to kiss you." I shrugged and bit my lip. He's the only one I have done anything with and right now, whether he gives me permission or not I'm going to.

He nodded then slowly leaned in, kissing me lightly. I gasped, letting him control the deepness of the kiss. Gradually he began kissing me harder cupping the back of my head to bring me closer to him.

Unlike with the others his kisses were so soft, and, and loving. Everything from my past started running through my mind. My mom, the mental abuse, everything I've tried so hard to keep away came back. I hadn't realised tears were streaming down my face until I stopped kissing him.

"What's wrong" his thumb wiped away some of my tears but it didn't stop them.

"Everything." I said before getting up. Cautiously I went to my little bunk without being seen.

For the first time in four years I cried. It fucking sucked and I hate myself so much. Crying is weakness, it's pointless, I hate it so much but the tears just won't fucking stop. It wasn't long before I fell asleep, I was numb, all the memories took over.

"No! Stop, please just leave me alone!" I woke up crying. "please! Just. Leave me alone"

"Nina, Nina what's wrong?" Hands held my shoulders before I felt them bring my head to a chest.

"Luke?" I sobbed. When I knew it was him I wrapped my hands around his neck and just held him. I haven't held anyone in forever.

"Nina what's wrong?" He asked again, pulling away and looking at me worried.

"Love me, please" my voice was shaky. I didn't want to use that word but I knew it was the only way he'd collapse under me.

His lips met mine, instantly a moan escapes my lips but it was more of a plead. I just need a distraction and he volunteered. He got into my bunk with difficulty but we easily positioned ourselves to be comfortable.

The Nina I knew came back, giving Luke what he needed and me what I needed. A get away.

Sorry it's short but I'm feeling like complete poop right now so I don't really have the energy in me to write but I had to because I was too busy yesterday and I'm sorry for that.

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