Allison's pov
Fear and dread engulfed me, as he lowered his head to the crook of my neck, breathing my sent in, gripping my sides. God I hate the way his smell drives me crazy, and I hate how right now, I like it! My body feels heavy, everything feels like it's going in slow motion, from the way my chest is raising from the fear, how the sweat drips from down my forehead, my mouth collecting salvia, how Blake's hands roam my body, my hips, down to my thighs than back up where he grips my chest. I shut my eyes, praying for him to just do whatever and for it to be quick, with the little strength I have I grip the sheets, bite mt lip, my heart is pounding like crazy feeling like it can busted out my chest any moment.
'BAM!' My body jumps at the sound, my eyes fly open, looking up I see Blake hit the headboard and his eyes locked on to mine.
'Gulp' I feel the salvia going down my throat, my chest tightening , feeling the dampen pillow my head lays on from me sweating, in a swift but slow movement Blake moved his hand down cupping my cheek in a soft and loving way, staring at my face, studying it. I shut my eyes tightly out of habit.
" Fuck!" He screamed, but how he screamed its like he was annoyed not with me but his self. Was I imagining things? No maybe it's me not him.
" Open your eyes" he said in a soft tone while caressing my cheek and moving strands of hair off my face. Was this really Blake? Did he get hit in the head? Memory loss? Dementia?Was I dreaming? When I hadn't opened my eyes in the few seconds he had told me too, he said it again, " open your eyes...please." I opened my eyes in a bit of shock and curiosity trying to process the man above me, his actions and how he talked to me I didn't understand them. When he saw I had opened my eyes he smiled, my heart stopped because this smile he gave me wasn't one of hatred, disgust, or evil, it was sweet, beautiful, and caring?
" I'm dreaming aren't I?" The words slipped out my mouth, cocking my head to the side looking up at Blake. His smile faded away as he listened to the words that just left my mouth.
" yea this is a dream and I'll wake up soon." I closed my eyes and counted down from 10 aloud, " 10, 9, 8,7-" my eyes shot open, the warmth of lips pressed against mine, hands tangled in my hair resting and pulling me closer slowly and softly. My hands automatically came up, I don't know where this strength came from, pushing on his chest, trying to scream but he took the opportunity to slip his tongue in my mouth, fighting with mine, his lower half grinding against me, moving one of his hands out my hair to the back of my neck deepening the kiss, while the other went done my body gripping my mid thigh raising it up. I push at his chest harder, the strap on my nightgown sliding off my shoulder, feeling lightheaded due to panic-
'SLAP' my hand connected to his cheek, causing his head to snap to the side, I took the time and moved away from him holding my chest, greedily sucking air into my deprive lungs. He slowly moved his head toward me shock and hurt painted his facial expression's, he reached for me, I quickly moved back, hugging myself and shut my eyes ready for the impact of my punishment. I waited and waited but nothing came, I slowly opened my eyes and he still sat in the same position staring at me, his hand lowered, he ran his hands through his hair frustrated, stands up walks to the door just as he opens the door he looks back at me for a moment than leaves.
I sink down to the floor confusion, flooding my mind and for reason tears roll down my face, all I could do was hold myself and cry.