Contagious
Chapter Six
Chapter Six
Aubree’s POV
I couldn’t help but lay awake all night. Part of me sort of yearned for sleep, but since I wasn’t really alive or in my own body, I didn’t really need it. Another part of me begged, pleaded to wake Danger for more fun. But for once in my life, I stopped myself, saying it was wrong.
I was still completely under his spell. I couldn’t tare my eyes away from his gorgeous chest, six pack and all. I couldn’t bare not looking thoughtfully, and somewhat, lovingly, at his adorable baby face, with his dark colored bangs hanging loosely on his nose.
I couldn’t help but think he was the right one for me. I couldn’t help but adore him. It wasn’t just because of the pleasure he’d given me that I’ll never experience again if I leave, or because he was a beautiful older man.
I think it was a part of me that said, “He loves you too.”
But somehow, I couldn’t believe it. That was foolish Elenora speaking to her psychotic self. Not me. Aubree won’t find love. It’s as impossible as a hurricane of cats and dogs. It was only a silly idea, that only small children would believe would happen.
I was fooling myself with love. I thought Mommy Dearest cared and wanted me, and then she went and fucking killed me. I thought Daddy might have stopped her, but noooo! He just sat there and did nothing about his now dead daughter. But it didn’t matter anyway. He got a taste of the life when he died too.
What could I call this emotion I feel for him? Do I enjoy him? No, that’s not the right word. Do I think he’s pleasurable? Well, yes, but that’s the wrong way to describe it. It makes me sound like some sort of whore, which isn’t what I want to be when I grow up. if I even could...
The only word that came to mind was the wrong one. Love? Do I really Love this boy? This man? Maybe I do, but I’m a little...ugh. I’m afraid to admit it, but I’m scared. I sort of don’t want to love him, because I’ll only end up alone again. Would he love me back?
Ten...
My eyes burst wide open. The counting had begun. Oh God. She’s gonna be back. I cant let Danger find a drab little naked girl next to him when he wakes. Gotta get dressed. Gotta get out-
Nine...
I struggled to get out from underneath the covers, almost ready to tear them into shreds as I finally escaped. I ran over and picked up my thong. I slipped one leg through when I heard a noise that made me freeze. A stir from the bed.
Eight...
Danger struggled in the sheets a bit, but rose up to face me. His hair was messy and still mostly in his face. only one gray eye was staring at me blankly. I knew he was coming down and hoped he’d go back to sleep.
He didn’t. “What’s going on?”
Seven...
I struggled to get the words out of my mouth. Part of me said to just get dressed quickly and leave. But I couldn’t do that! I had to leave, but I had to explain. I pulled my thong completely on and reached for my bra. I spoke as I dressed.
Six....
“I-I have to go!” I stuttered. I tried clipping my bra on quickly, but got frustrated, throwing it to the floor. I pouted at it.
“You need help?” he asked, not moving an inch.
I gazed into his eyes, losing focus...
FIVE...
I shook my head to refocus and threw my bra into my purse. I quickly pulled on my dress, and began to search for my shoes. Danger asked again. “No!!” I screamed. He drew back a bit as I got on my hands and knees to find my heels. “Dammit!!”
Four.....
I was throwing things now, tearing the room apart to find my shoes. As I got down to look on the bed again, Danger leaned near me. I averted his eyes, for mine had started to change back to Elenora’s boring green ones. My hair follicles started to shrink, and my hair was changing color as he spoke.
Three....
He handed me the black heels in silence. I grabbed them and threw them in my purse as well. “Well, thanks for the good time last night,” I told him, “I.... I loved it.”
“Uhhh, thank you,” he told me, drawing back, “I loved it too.”
I couldn’t help but blush under my bangs.
Two....
“I have to go!!!” I blurted out. I threw my purse over my shoulder and ran for the door.
“Wait!!” he called out. I froze. My hair was changing, and I grew a bit shorter, “What’s your name?”
“My name?” I questioned, like I couldn’t remember it. It realized the clock was literally ticking. I shook and ran for the door. I just stopped to turn and say, “It’s Aubree!!”
And at that moment, I bolted down the street, not even looking back.
One....
I didn’t know the area very well, and I had only seconds. I didn’t even think of where to run, so I sprinted into a dark alleyway where no one would see the boring, half naked girl wearing a dress made for someone with breasts, when she had practically none.
Time’s Up Aubree....
As I was slowly sucked back into The Devil’s layer of the darkest pit in Hell, I started to feel a jerking feeling in my chest. I felt like I was going to vomit almost, and I felt a ball in my throat. Why am I about to cry?
The dark welcomed me back with a tight embrace as I went to the farthest corner of Elenora’s mind. Or at least, as far as I could go. I sat down and curled up into a tiny ball. My last thought before I fell into my restless sleep once again was of the boy. The man with my virginity. Did I miss him already?
And at that final moment and unfinished breath I realized something...
I didn’t even know his name....
Aubree’s POV
I couldn’t help but lay awake all night. Part of me sort of yearned for sleep, but since I wasn’t really alive or in my own body, I didn’t really need it. Another part of me begged, pleaded to wake Danger for more fun. But for once in my life, I stopped myself, saying it was wrong.
I was still completely under his spell. I couldn’t tare my eyes away from his gorgeous chest, six pack and all. I couldn’t bare not looking thoughtfully, and somewhat, lovingly, at his adorable baby face, with his dark colored bangs hanging loosely on his nose.
I couldn’t help but think he was the right one for me. I couldn’t help but adore him. It wasn’t just because of the pleasure he’d given me that I’ll never experience again if I leave, or because he was a beautiful older man.
I think it was a part of me that said, “He loves you too.”
But somehow, I couldn’t believe it. That was foolish Elenora speaking to her psychotic self. Not me. Aubree won’t find love. It’s as impossible as a hurricane of cats and dogs. It was only a silly idea, that only small children would believe would happen.
I was fooling myself with love. I thought Mommy Dearest cared and wanted me, and then she went and fucking killed me. I thought Daddy might have stopped her, but noooo! He just sat there and did nothing about his now dead daughter. But it didn’t matter anyway. He got a taste of the life when he died too.
What could I call this emotion I feel for him? Do I enjoy him? No, that’s not the right word. Do I think he’s pleasurable? Well, yes, but that’s the wrong way to describe it. It makes me sound like some sort of whore, which isn’t what I want to be when I grow up. if I even could...
The only word that came to mind was the wrong one. Love? Do I really Love this boy? This man? Maybe I do, but I’m a little...ugh. I’m afraid to admit it, but I’m scared. I sort of don’t want to love him, because I’ll only end up alone again. Would he love me back?
Ten...
My eyes burst wide open. The counting had begun. Oh God. She’s gonna be back. I cant let Danger find a drab little naked girl next to him when he wakes. Gotta get dressed. Gotta get out-
Nine...
I struggled to get out from underneath the covers, almost ready to tear them into shreds as I finally escaped. I ran over and picked up my thong. I slipped one leg through when I heard a noise that made me freeze. A stir from the bed.
Eight...
Danger struggled in the sheets a bit, but rose up to face me. His hair was messy and still mostly in his face. only one gray eye was staring at me blankly. I knew he was coming down and hoped he’d go back to sleep.
He didn’t. “What’s going on?”
Seven...
I struggled to get the words out of my mouth. Part of me said to just get dressed quickly and leave. But I couldn’t do that! I had to leave, but I had to explain. I pulled my thong completely on and reached for my bra. I spoke as I dressed.
Six....
“I-I have to go!” I stuttered. I tried clipping my bra on quickly, but got frustrated, throwing it to the floor. I pouted at it.
“You need help?” he asked, not moving an inch.
I gazed into his eyes, losing focus...
FIVE...
I shook my head to refocus and threw my bra into my purse. I quickly pulled on my dress, and began to search for my shoes. Danger asked again. “No!!” I screamed. He drew back a bit as I got on my hands and knees to find my heels. “Dammit!!”
Four.....
I was throwing things now, tearing the room apart to find my shoes. As I got down to look on the bed again, Danger leaned near me. I averted his eyes, for mine had started to change back to Elenora’s boring green ones. My hair follicles started to shrink, and my hair was changing color as he spoke.
Three....
He handed me the black heels in silence. I grabbed them and threw them in my purse as well. “Well, thanks for the good time last night,” I told him, “I.... I loved it.”
“Uhhh, thank you,” he told me, drawing back, “I loved it too.”
I couldn’t help but blush under my bangs.
Two....
“I have to go!!!” I blurted out. I threw my purse over my shoulder and ran for the door.
“Wait!!” he called out. I froze. My hair was changing, and I grew a bit shorter, “What’s your name?”
“My name?” I questioned, like I couldn’t remember it. It realized the clock was literally ticking. I shook and ran for the door. I just stopped to turn and say, “It’s Aubree!!”
And at that moment, I bolted down the street, not even looking back.
One....
I didn’t know the area very well, and I had only seconds. I didn’t even think of where to run, so I sprinted into a dark alleyway where no one would see the boring, half naked girl wearing a dress made for someone with breasts, when she had practically none.
Time’s Up Aubree....
As I was slowly sucked back into The Devil’s layer of the darkest pit in Hell, I started to feel a jerking feeling in my chest. I felt like I was going to vomit almost, and I felt a ball in my throat. Why am I about to cry?
The dark welcomed me back with a tight embrace as I went to the farthest corner of Elenora’s mind. Or at least, as far as I could go. I sat down and curled up into a tiny ball. My last thought before I fell into my restless sleep once again was of the boy. The man with my virginity. Did I miss him already?
And at that final moment and unfinished breath I realized something...
I didn’t even know his name....