He knocked on my window and I didn't want to seem distant or rude, so I slowly roll the window down ever so slightly. Enough for him to speak but not enough to touch me.
Self-defense. He's to weird for me. Reminds me to much of him just scarier. And alot more unpredictable. At least with him I knew what triggered him.
Plus I don't really know what to say face to face after that. "Hey." He said hoarsely. I just dip my head a lil and began fidgeting with my hands out of a bad habit. He stares at me, with this piercing glare, that burns the side of my head. I hear the door click to unlock and the door swings open. I quickly started panicking trying to grab on to the handle to close it but it was no use he was already leaning against me.
"We need to talk." He growled. I gulped down my yelp the was ready to come out. "Why?" He doesn't answer my question and just grabs my wrist. He pulls me away to somewhere secluded.
He pushes me around a corner and onto a wall. He grabs my shoulder and. Keeps my shoulder parallel to the wall. He rests his hand above me pushing his whole body against me. I don't know when I started crying but he whispered "Don't cry, I'm not going to do anything." His personality changes way too fast for me. I don't like it. It's scary.
I minute he's mad and the next he's coaxing me. I don't know why I'm triggering him. Everything I do sets him off. It's too scary.
He lifts my chin and starts kissing my tears while keep saying "don't cry." Which would make me cry even more since he was being too gentle. After a couple of minutes I stop crying. He stares at me and I see his Adam Apple bopping.
"Did I do something wrong?"