I closed my eyes and the next thing I could feel was the gentle touch of his lips against mine.
He was kissing me.
His lips were smooth with the taste of the chocolate and full of lust. HIs tongue danced around and touched mine with talent.
I could feel him biting my lower lip and closing in aggresively.
His breaths were caressing my face feeling every touch he made. On my neck, on my hips, on m--
But no, this was not something I wanted.
My entire body was in shock and I could not move.
No, no, no! I can't possibly do this with someone who I just met recently.
His lips then went down, down and do--
"Stop!" I said as I jerked away from him creating much more distance between us.
Was he crazy? "Are you crazy?!" A sharp shriek passed through my mouth.
"Yeah, crazy for you." His beautiful eyes met mine. My cheeks burnt up an-- No! I wasn't into him and all this... this weird--
"Listen, I... I can't do this." I said, standing up and admitting it. "It's not how I want this to be! This is too much." I said in frustrated defeat.
"Listen, I... I didn't really know! I thought this was working and I.. and-"
"And you thought that this was something I thought was okay? How could you!" Tears started to roll down my eyes, unable to hold my emotions.
It was true though, it really wasn't okay. I only thought of him as someone who I thought I could rely on and maybe had considered to be more than a frie--. Scratch that!
"I'm sorry. I really really am." He said standing up and closing the space between us to a couple feet.
Words were not enough for what I felt. I felt so invaded. Like I was violated in every single way. Suddenly, my eyes fogged up again as tears pooled in.
"I- I can't." I finally breathed out and went out of the room.
It felt like as if the world had crumbled upon my feet, again. I knew things would get worse but who knew it was going to be as bad as this?
I made my way through his kitchen, noticing the food he'd prepared for the two of us. I just couldn't accept the way things were for him.
The sleeves of my white hoodie were now drenched in salty tears. My sweatpants moist in the heavy rain splashing onto it. It was cold, colder than any nights before.
I turned around the corner and went up a flight of stairs, then making it to my place.
I immediately tried to unlock the door but it wouldn't budge a bit. Great, how perfect can this day be? I sat down, leaning against it and trying to hold back the never-ending flow of tears.
This was it. I basically had nothing at this point. No money, no phone, no place. None. All of it is stuck inside because of me. I'm stuck because of me.
The rain continued to shower down. Probably as much as my crying. But no one could've heard me, it was already an hour before midnight.
I closed my eyes, hoping it could help with what I felt but little did I know, I was falling deep into unconsciousness.