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I rolled over sleepy to find myself alone in the large bed. I remember hating this feeling because it always felt like I was alone, and honestly I was.

After our argument I didn't dare leaving this room, I didn't know what I could say or do to let Alison know how sorry I was. I should've never done that and now she probably thinks I don't trust her.

It's not that I don't but I just wish she could open up to me, even a little a bit so I can understand. I sat up in bed glancing over to the clock to see it was a quarter to four.

My first thought was where was Alison. I climbed out of bed before making my way to the shut room door. I opened the door peeking my head out the door and it was dark.

I'm assuming all of her staff and those who worked for her all either went home or was somewhere sleeping.

I made my way down the stairs looking for Alison, did she leave? What if she went out drinking again.

Oh god, she probably did, didn't she. My attention was brought over to the lit office where I could hear furiously typing.

I swallowed before walking towards the room, I entered her office after announcing my appearance by knocking on the door. She looks up away from her laptop screen and stops typing.

"hey, what are you doing up?" She asks in her raspy voice. I could ask her the same thing. Has she been doing this since she left the room, just working.

"It's almost 4 in the morning, why are you working this late?" I ask her approaching her desk.

"I just have a couple of things that I need to finish"

"Come to bed, please" I tell her softly.

"I'll be up soon, okay. Just go back to bed" she tries to push me away. I sigh walking towards behind her back causing her to face me now.

Knowing I should just swallow my pride and get it over with already.

"I know you're still probably upset about earlier and I'm sorry. I do trust you, so I don't want you thinking that I don't... I just.... I know there a certain things that you can't tell me, Ali.... whether because you don't want too or because it for my own good... but as your girlfriend I deserve to know everything, the good... the bad and the weird" I tell her seriously.

She softens her expression after sighing, she reaches out and takes my hand and slowly caresses it, "there are parts of my life that I don't want you to know, emily. My past, is one. Who I was then, and who I am now are two different people. And I know you want to know everything, but as your girlfriend... I'm just trying to protect you" she tells me.

"From what?"

"From me...." she says.
My eyes searching hers as if they would tell me the answer. From me? What does that even mean.

"F-from the person I used to be..." she trails off as she pulled me closer to her, "I need you to not be afraid of me like everyone else is, em" she finishes.

With my free hand, I reach out and brush the strands of her hair out of her face. I once told her there was nothing in this world that could ever change the way I feel about her, right now... I wasn't so sure if I could keep up to that.

"I'm not..." I pause, before pulling her closer to me, I look down at her as I began spreading my legs and sitting down onto her lap.

Her hands glued to my waist holding me, as my arms were placed around her neck. "I won't.." I finish off as she stared seductively into my eyes.

I slowly began to rock my hips back and forth against while looking into her eyes, I feel her member harden. With her free hand, she makes her way up to the back up my neck pulling me towards her for a kiss.

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