Last Time

Last Time

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Anna C. By AnnaCatherine Updated Jan 16, 2015

 "It's okay, I won't hurt you," he said, creeping his way on to my bed and resting his body next to mine. I lay facing him and his body mimicked mine, he didn't touch me but his eyes wandered, analyzing every inch of my tiny frame causing heat to run through my entire my body. He reached over eliminating the gap that was between us, he rested his fingers on my cheek and made his way down to my neck, then rested his fingers on the back of my spine, making little circles and pulling me in closer. I watched his eyes, those dark eyes, the eyes that weren't leaving mine. Those eyes that showed no emotion; the eyes I could not read. I knew this wasn't a good idea. I couldn't trust those eyes, the ones that hurt and manipulated me time and time again but I couldn't turn away. Turn away Catherine, turn! His face began to move towards mine, his lips were trying to find mine, my mind told me to run, the rest of me wanted him, wanted more. His lips smashed against mine, merciless. I tried to pull...