We sat in your room. It was ice cold in there, and...

We sat in your room. It was ice cold in there, and it sent shivers down my spine. But I was used to your frozen room. Earlier I had asked to borrow one of your shirts since I was uncomfortable in mine. I changed in your room, and you turned around so that you wouldn’t see me change. It was such a strange gesture. You had explored my body before, you were no stranger to it. Yet this time, you didn’t watch me undress. When I was done, you turned back around. Instead of sitting on your bed with me, you sat on your floor. I could tell you were holding back and I could see how difficult it was. Although it was dark in your room, I could see your eyes shining with the reflection of the moon. We looked at each other for what seems like hours, but really it was barely seconds. I was about to cry and you knew that. Before I could utter out any words, you were already on the bed with me, holding me so tightly but ever so gently. “No matter the situation, you should never hit your daughter!” I blurted out. You knew how difficult this was for me. Instead of saying anything, you just held me tighter. You were home to me, not that place I had been staying at. Your shirt was stained with my tears but you didn’t care. This was the first time that I let you see me with my defense down. I cried and cried, hoping you wouldn’t let go. And you didn’t. Instead, we ended up tangled in your sheets. My head was rested on your chest, your fingers intertwined in mine. Everything seemed normal again. But they were far from it. You weren’t mine, and I wasn’t yours. We talked for hours. It was so difficult to be so close to you and not kiss you. Finally I gave in and kissed your lips. You kissed me back, even harder. It’d been so long since I tasted your lips. We knew it was wrong, but we didn’t stop. I’m glad we didn’t stop. You let out a slight moan. That only made me want you more. You flipped me over on my back and threw your body on top of me; your hands wandering my bare body, exploring the places it hadn’t been to in such a long time. My hands reached for your hair and your back. I pulled, tugged, bit, embraced every fiber of your being. I wanted something from you, something you never gave me. I wanted you to make love to me. You didn’t. You never did. I wanted you to be mine again, I wanted my world to make sense again. You didn’t, it didn’t. After those angry and heart breaking embraces, I knew it was my time to go. I grabbed my things and made sure I had everything, I knew it would be my last moment there. I walked out the door and not once did I look back. I got in my car and pulled out of your driveway. There you stood, shirtless and confused. My headlights blinded you and you watched my drive away for the last time.

supahsulay.