8

18.6K 396 150
                                    

{Allison}

I wake up in the middle of the night, panting. My forehead is sweaty.

'Hey, are you alright?' Evan looks at me with a worried look.

'Yeah, I just had a nightmare,' I mumble. I look down and realize I'm still wearing my normal clothes, so I take them off.

'Can I borrow a t-shirt?' I ask Evan. He nods and gets up from the bed. He grabs a shirt from his closet and throws it at me. I put the black shirt on and watch Evan as he starts to undress himself. I reckon he doesn't have many colorful clothes. He mostly wears black, sometimes white. When Evan is only wearing his boxers he gets back in the bed with me.

'What was your nightmare about?' Evan asks while he places the covers on top of us.

'Asher,' I answer truthfully. 'It was about today, about what happened.'

'He won't hurt you while I'm around,' Evan says, comforting me. I know he'll protect me.

'Why aren't you intimate with each other?' Evan asks then. 'I mean, I know you said he doesn't want to, but isn't there a reason behind it?'

'He told me that you don't need sex to love each other,' I mumble. 'He's right, but I have needs sometimes.' Evan nods understandingly.

'You know,' I murmur. 'We've only had sex three times.'

'What?' Evan asks surprised. 'Three times? How long have you been together?'

'Two months,' I answer. My cheeks turn red. I don't know why, but I feel a little embarrassed.

'Well, I think you already know I hate him,' Evan says. 'But I really don't understand him. If you're in love you want to show affection, right?' I nod in agreement.

'I don't even try to make a move on him,' I tell him. 'He always rejects me. But when he's drunk he suddenly wants me.'

'Only to please himself,' Evan curses under his breath. I know he's right. Asher never cared about me, about my feelings. The times we've been intimate he only cared about reaching his own high. I never came with him. I always faked it. I didn't even enjoy having sex with him, but I always thought it would be better. Now I know that's not going to happen. What I've experienced with Evan was so different. He cared for me and I truly enjoyed it.

'Evan,' I say as I look up to him. I forgot what I was about to say when I see his blue eyes staring at me.

'Never mind,' I mumble. He smiles and gives me a soft kiss on my lips.

'Let's go to sleep,' he says. 'It's been a long night.' I nod and close my eyes, drifting off again.

*****

I wake up before Evan. It's almost ten now. Even though I had quite a lot of sleep, I'm exhausted. I'm emotionally drained from the whole situation with Asher.

Carefully, I get out of bed, making sure not to wake Evan. It's been a long night for him as well. He deserves his sleep. I start to wander across his dorm. There is nothing special in here, just some typical college stuff. I look at some photo's at the wall. Evan is on it, probably with his parents. He looks like them. His father has the same blue eyes and dark eyebrows and hair.

When I hear a knock on the door I feel my heart racing in my chest.

'Open the fucking door!' It's Ashers voice. How does he know I'm here?

'Allison?' Evan gets out of bed. 'Go to the bathroom and lock the door, okay?' I do as he says and walk into the bathroom.

{Evan}

I sigh and open the door.

'What do you want?' I ask Asher. He's mad.

'Where is Allison?' he asks. 'What the fuck did you do?'

'She's not here,' I lie to him. 'I thought she left the party with you.'

'Yeah, well, do you see her with me?' Asher growls and he pushes me into my room, so he can walk into it.

'Those are her clothes,' Asher says, pointing at the clothes on the floor. 'Did you fuck my girlfriend?'

'Those aren't her clothes,' I say calmly. 'I had a girl over for the night, yes, but it wasn't Allison.'

'Where is that girl then?' Asher sneers.

'In the bathroom,' I answer. Asher walks over to the bathroom door.

'Do you really want to go in there and scare the shit out of her?' I ask Asher. 'Besides, she's probably naked, so don't violate her privacy. She has nothing to do with this whole situation.'

'I swear to god,' Asher hisses. 'If you're lying to me, you're dead.' He barges out of my dorm and slams the door shut.

'Idiot,' I mumble. I really hope he falls down the stairs.

'You can come out,' I say to Allison. She unlocks the door and walks out of the bathroom.

'Thank you,' she says while giving me a hug. 'I know you don't owe me anything, but-'

'It's fine, honestly,' I interrupt her. 'But can you do something for me?' Allison nods.

'What is it?' she asks.

'Don't take Asher back again,' I say. 'He's not right for you and he will never change.'

'I know he's not right for me,' Allison mumbles. 'But it's just... I feel like I can't break up with him.'

'Why?' I ask while I sit down on my bed.

'Asher and I only have been dating for two months,' Allison explains. 'But we know each other since kindergarten. Our parents are best friends.'

'I don't think your parents like Asher if they know what he does to you,' I say.

'They don't know,' Allison tells me while she sits on the bed next to me. 'And I'll never tell them. I don't want to ruin the bond between them. They see Asher as the perfect man for me.'

'Man?' I laugh sarcastically. 'He's just a childish boy who can't control his anger.' Allison looks at the ground.

'I know how everyone thinks about him,' she says. 'But I'm the one who has to deal with him.' I'm starting to feel irritated. Why does she keep doing this? First, she wants to break up with him, and now she doesn't.

'I think it's for the best if you leave,' I mumble. 'You shouldn't be here, with me, if you're still thinking about Asher.' Allison nods and picks her clothes from the ground up. I watch her as she puts her clothes on.

'Evan, I'm sorry,' Allison says when she stands by the door. 'I wish things would be different.' Me too.

'Let me know you arrived to your dorm save,' I say to her. She nods.

'Thank you for tonight,' she says then. 'I really appreciate everything you've done for me.' With those words, she leaves my dorm and closes the door behind her.

I sigh and run a hand trough my hair. Why does everything have to be so difficult?

(Soooo, I'm back!
I'm sorry about the long wait. I was really busy with school and all the tests that came with it. I also finished my pws (a sort of thesis), which was a lot of work. Anyways, I have two weeks off right now, but I still have to work at my job five days a week. So I don't have the spare time I want, but I'm full of inspiration for this book again. And since I've finished my other book I can fully focus on this one.
I'm still in a busy school year, so I don't always have time to write, but I'm trying my best. I'm trying to write as much ahead as I can while I have a free moment.

Anyways, what do you think of this book so far? I hope you like it x)

PsychoWhere stories live. Discover now