Quick and Painful
I Thought You Loved Me.
Flashback
Stefan pushed me onto the bed, kissing me forcefully. It felt so nice for him to be kissing me that I didn’t mind the force behind it. He loved me. That was all that mattered. I felt him tug on my shirt. Knowing what he wanted I slipped it over my head for him, breaking the kiss for only a moment before our lips crashed together again. I slipped my jeans off as best as I could, but they never left my legs.
The door flew open and the kiss broke again. I stared up at my father’s angry eyes. “Elizabeth Marie Joseph!” I cringed at my full name. “What are you doing?” I blushed as Stephan quickly let go of me and moved away. I tugged up my jeans and slipped my shirt back on. I remained silent. “Well?” he asked me.
“I…. it was nothing.” I muttered, my father leered down at me. I thought he was going to yell, but he just sighed.
“Just use protection, okay?” He said and walked out of the room again. I was shocked. I had expected him to yell. I looked over at Stephan. He had a weird expression on his face. I went over to kiss him, but he pushed me away.
“What’s wrong?” I asked worriedly. He had never pushed me away before. It hurt a lot more than I thought it would. He had always been there for me when I needed him the most. Like when I had gone through depression, or when my grandmother had died. He had been there. He had never pushed me away.
“I can’t do this Liza.” He rubbed his forehead. My heart froze.
“Wh-what do you mean?” My voice shook.
“Look…. There’s this other girl I really like, and I am terribly sorry. I never really liked you. I just kept you company because I felt like I had to. I can’t lead you on anymore.” I stared at him for a minute, searching for any hint of a joke.
“Y-your j-joking….r-right?” I asked, still searching the non-existant lie in his features.
“Nope.” He answered simply.
“But, it can’t all be a… I mean….you said… you said you loved me!” Tears had made their way to the surface and I felt them spilling slowly down my face.
“I lied.” Came his simple reply as he left me, crying there in my own bed, shocked at what had happened.
End Flashback
I felt the blood slowly drip down my neck. I heard shouts and crying. I heard beeping. I felt nothing other than my blood dripping into my hair.
Stefan pushed me onto the bed, kissing me forcefully. It felt so nice for him to be kissing me that I didn’t mind the force behind it. He loved me. That was all that mattered. I felt him tug on my shirt. Knowing what he wanted I slipped it over my head for him, breaking the kiss for only a moment before our lips crashed together again. I slipped my jeans off as best as I could, but they never left my legs.
The door flew open and the kiss broke again. I stared up at my father’s angry eyes. “Elizabeth Marie Joseph!” I cringed at my full name. “What are you doing?” I blushed as Stephan quickly let go of me and moved away. I tugged up my jeans and slipped my shirt back on. I remained silent. “Well?” he asked me.
“I…. it was nothing.” I muttered, my father leered down at me. I thought he was going to yell, but he just sighed.
“Just use protection, okay?” He said and walked out of the room again. I was shocked. I had expected him to yell. I looked over at Stephan. He had a weird expression on his face. I went over to kiss him, but he pushed me away.
“What’s wrong?” I asked worriedly. He had never pushed me away before. It hurt a lot more than I thought it would. He had always been there for me when I needed him the most. Like when I had gone through depression, or when my grandmother had died. He had been there. He had never pushed me away.
“I can’t do this Liza.” He rubbed his forehead. My heart froze.
“Wh-what do you mean?” My voice shook.
“Look…. There’s this other girl I really like, and I am terribly sorry. I never really liked you. I just kept you company because I felt like I had to. I can’t lead you on anymore.” I stared at him for a minute, searching for any hint of a joke.
“Y-your j-joking….r-right?” I asked, still searching the non-existant lie in his features.
“Nope.” He answered simply.
“But, it can’t all be a… I mean….you said… you said you loved me!” Tears had made their way to the surface and I felt them spilling slowly down my face.
“I lied.” Came his simple reply as he left me, crying there in my own bed, shocked at what had happened.
End Flashback
I felt the blood slowly drip down my neck. I heard shouts and crying. I heard beeping. I felt nothing other than my blood dripping into my hair.
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