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Original - Misc › Drugs and Alcohol
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
28
Views:
1,809
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6
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Chapter 18
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To my darling lollipop, thanks ever so much for your lovely reviews. And alas, a few updates just for you. =)
With love,
--Asphyxiate.Me.Baby.
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It seemed like decades had passed when the slightest hints of light began peeking through Matt's window. I looked over at his alarm clock- it read 5:30 AM. It was still a bit early, but I had enough time to stall, have a nice breakfast, and head to my morning classes.
I got out of bed as carefully and as quietly as I could, doing my best to not stir Matt as he slept. I was still naked, and looking at myself only reminded me of how worthless I'd become. It reminded me of the horrible way Matt had violated me the night before. I wanted to cry but I just couldn’t anymore. My body hurt too much. I might have truly run out of tears.
I hadn't slept all night, but that didn't matter. I'd only have to be in class for three hours today, and then I could go home and sleep.
Home. I'd always thought that my house had stopped being home a long time ago. But now, it was calling to me, like the only safe place where I could go to get away.
I put on my clothes carefully, fixing my hair quickly into a neat ponytail. I slipped on my shoes, a pair of ballerina flats, before walking carefully to Matt's apartment door, taking my denim jacket off of his coat hanger and turning the knob on the door.
"Allison," I didn't even want to turn around to face Matt as I heard him call out my name. "Where are you going?"
"To get some breakfast," I tried to reply coolly, while all the while I trembled in fear.
"You're lying!" He shouted. The sound of his voice raising made me cringe. I wanted to go running out of the door but I remained frozen there. "No, Allison, don't go." He stepped closer to me, resting his hand on my shoulder. "Please, Allison, stay."
And then he started to cry, and I felt terrible. He begged me like a little child, over and over, not to leave him. I was so terrified of him, but I loved him so much and I knew he was all alone in this world. All he had was me. I understood that. But in my mind, it couldn't justify what he had done.
"I'm sorry," he sobbed. "I'm so sorry, please Allison, forgive me."
Deep down I'd wished he'd never gotten up so I'd have more time to think about forgiveness. But he had woken up, and I knew that he needed an answer right now. I wished I was stronger, but I was weak. And everyone knows love makes you do crazy things.
"I forgive you," I sighed, letting go of the doorknob, my hand wet and sweaty.
He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me so close. I broke down in tears for the weakness inside of my soul, the pain he'd put me through, the pain we shared together, and the love we had for each other. Our love seemed worth so much more that I just couldn't be mad at him, or stay away from him. It'd be like killing us both.
The idea of losing Matt was more than I could stomach.
To my darling lollipop, thanks ever so much for your lovely reviews. And alas, a few updates just for you. =)
With love,
--Asphyxiate.Me.Baby.
---------
It seemed like decades had passed when the slightest hints of light began peeking through Matt's window. I looked over at his alarm clock- it read 5:30 AM. It was still a bit early, but I had enough time to stall, have a nice breakfast, and head to my morning classes.
I got out of bed as carefully and as quietly as I could, doing my best to not stir Matt as he slept. I was still naked, and looking at myself only reminded me of how worthless I'd become. It reminded me of the horrible way Matt had violated me the night before. I wanted to cry but I just couldn’t anymore. My body hurt too much. I might have truly run out of tears.
I hadn't slept all night, but that didn't matter. I'd only have to be in class for three hours today, and then I could go home and sleep.
Home. I'd always thought that my house had stopped being home a long time ago. But now, it was calling to me, like the only safe place where I could go to get away.
I put on my clothes carefully, fixing my hair quickly into a neat ponytail. I slipped on my shoes, a pair of ballerina flats, before walking carefully to Matt's apartment door, taking my denim jacket off of his coat hanger and turning the knob on the door.
"Allison," I didn't even want to turn around to face Matt as I heard him call out my name. "Where are you going?"
"To get some breakfast," I tried to reply coolly, while all the while I trembled in fear.
"You're lying!" He shouted. The sound of his voice raising made me cringe. I wanted to go running out of the door but I remained frozen there. "No, Allison, don't go." He stepped closer to me, resting his hand on my shoulder. "Please, Allison, stay."
And then he started to cry, and I felt terrible. He begged me like a little child, over and over, not to leave him. I was so terrified of him, but I loved him so much and I knew he was all alone in this world. All he had was me. I understood that. But in my mind, it couldn't justify what he had done.
"I'm sorry," he sobbed. "I'm so sorry, please Allison, forgive me."
Deep down I'd wished he'd never gotten up so I'd have more time to think about forgiveness. But he had woken up, and I knew that he needed an answer right now. I wished I was stronger, but I was weak. And everyone knows love makes you do crazy things.
"I forgive you," I sighed, letting go of the doorknob, my hand wet and sweaty.
He leaned forward and wrapped his arms around me, hugging me so close. I broke down in tears for the weakness inside of my soul, the pain he'd put me through, the pain we shared together, and the love we had for each other. Our love seemed worth so much more that I just couldn't be mad at him, or stay away from him. It'd be like killing us both.
The idea of losing Matt was more than I could stomach.