Merciless

Chapter Three

Nappies.... such a great invention. But it's a shame that if a teenager would wear it, it would'nt go unnoticed. Because at the moment my bladder is aboout to burst but a heavy arm is wrapped around my waist and even in his sleep; Blake is stronger than me. I wriggled around but he might as well be made out of iron for it is impossible to break through. I even try to shake him awake but he just tightenes his grip and presses me closer to him. Epic fail. Going for the last idea in my mind, i lean over him. With my breath fanning his face, i whisper his name with my mouth an inch away fron his. 

"Blake...." My mouth now slighly touching his. His lips parted, as if expecting a kiss. Not so easy dude. I kissed his cheek, slowly making my way over to his mouth, i pecked his mouth quickly unable to resist it. Finally his eyes opened, and without a warning his lips came crashing down to mine. His hand moved to cup my cheek as i savoured every stoke of his tounge against mine. This is pure bliss. But mother nature is calling and i need to relieve myself. I pushed Blake away from me and jumped out of bed quickly walking towards the bathroom. Turning around i see him checking me out lustfully. Smirking, i walked inside the bathroom leaving him there to contain himself.

After relieving myself, i decided to take a shower. The cold water calmed my nerves, as i scrubbed my body. When i finish, i step out of the shower, too late realising my mistake. I don't have any clothes, and i'm so not going to put on my dirty clothes again. Running out of choices, i stepped outside with a towel wrapped around my body tightly. Blake was sitting at the end of the bed reading a book but at my approach he looked up. His book falling straight to the floor. His expression was shocked, as his eyes shamelessly raked every single inch of my body, lingering at my chest. Blushing despite of myself, i walked up to him.

" I need clothes." I say. Blake stood up as he walked over to the window, his eyes dazed. Finally, he turn towards me. 

"Someone will be coming around and get some clothes for you." He states simply, his eyes on my bare legs.

"Could you stop eye raping me!" I blurt out as annoyance take the better of me. But Blake doesn't seemed to be affected my what i said. Instead he just smiles as he comes over and stands directly infront of me. His hands grips my waist as he backs me against the wall. I could feel the tingles erupting through my body at his touch, while he runs his hands up and down the lenght of my thigh. 

That's when i remember his earlier actions, the bloody mess, Ellie's bruised stomach and the anger erupted in me yet again. I pushed him away from me. He looked at me, his expression perfectly calm. 

I didn't say much only one word. "Why?" He cocked his head to the side in confusion. "Why did you kidnap me? Why did you kick Ellie? What did you do to that... thing?! Shall i go on?"  I yelled at him. His eyes hardened. I walked over to his closet and out on one of his shirts, it reached my mid thigh and a pair of his boxers. I walked back to the room facing him.