Deadly
Games
~Chapter
Thirteen~
I
played it off like it was just a message from my mom to
David.
He smiled and we continued with what we were doing, even though things felt different with the nagging reminder of Trey’s message.
I couldn’t even begin to predict what Trey was going to do, let alone when he was planning on paying me a “visit”.
I did my best to camouflage my terror around David, I didn’t want him to worry.
But I also didn’t want him to leave me.
I was scared that if he found out the Trey wasn’t finished me, he would decide I wasn’t worth the trouble.
I left without saying good bye to either David or Ms. Mary, I didn’t want to encourage them to start a conversation with me tonight. I wasn’t in the mood.
I walked through town with my head down, hoping not to attract any attention.
I rounded the corner of the block where my house was located and stopped short.
In my front yard, there were tracks leading straight to my door through my yard.
I slowly opened my door to the empty house, seeing as both of my parents were still at work, and would be until after dinner.
I walked cautiously up the stairs and opened the door to my room painfully slow.
I jumped as I found Trey lounging on my bed, reading one of my old notebooks.
“Finally,” Trey said, sitting up. “Took ya long enough. You know I don’t like to be kept waiting.” Trey winked at me. Instead of being s*ductive, like I’m sure he was going for, it seemed creepy and unappealing.
The only person I found appealing was David and his green eyes.
I felt myself leaving my body, returning to David’s warm arms as I rested my head against his chest.
“Come here, baby,” Trey’s voice rang out to me from a distance as I felt him pick me up and throw me on the bed.
In my head, David’s eyes found mine and he leaned into my face, my hair falling into my face. With a gentle hand, David pushed it behind my ear. A ringing noise filled my ears as I felt Trey yank off my bra, roughly.
I smiled as David leaned in closer, eyes focused on my lips.
Trey’s hand slapped me hard across my face, once again, bringing me back to his angry face.
My undergarments were off, and Trey and I were, against my will, joined together.
I laid, rigid, under Trey’s body as he moved in erratic movements above me.
I noticed something different today. There was something different about Trey while comparing him to Ms. Mary or David or even the unnamed waitress.
There was something off.
In most people, there is a heart. A stroke of kindness. Compassion for other people, for feelings, for morals.
What I had mistaken as confidence was cockiness. The thought that he could have anything he wanted whenever he wanted it.
What I had mistaken as spontaneous was actually anger. Anger from who knows what, but it was going straight to me.
He was taking out his anger at me.
I fell for him.
I fell for his game.
And now, with Trey physically abusing and taking the best gift I could ever give a guy away from me, I realized I was losing.
I realized as silent tears started to slide from my eyes, I was losing myself.
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He smiled and we continued with what we were doing, even though things felt different with the nagging reminder of Trey’s message.
I couldn’t even begin to predict what Trey was going to do, let alone when he was planning on paying me a “visit”.
I did my best to camouflage my terror around David, I didn’t want him to worry.
But I also didn’t want him to leave me.
I was scared that if he found out the Trey wasn’t finished me, he would decide I wasn’t worth the trouble.
I left without saying good bye to either David or Ms. Mary, I didn’t want to encourage them to start a conversation with me tonight. I wasn’t in the mood.
I walked through town with my head down, hoping not to attract any attention.
I rounded the corner of the block where my house was located and stopped short.
In my front yard, there were tracks leading straight to my door through my yard.
I slowly opened my door to the empty house, seeing as both of my parents were still at work, and would be until after dinner.
I walked cautiously up the stairs and opened the door to my room painfully slow.
I jumped as I found Trey lounging on my bed, reading one of my old notebooks.
“Finally,” Trey said, sitting up. “Took ya long enough. You know I don’t like to be kept waiting.” Trey winked at me. Instead of being s*ductive, like I’m sure he was going for, it seemed creepy and unappealing.
The only person I found appealing was David and his green eyes.
I felt myself leaving my body, returning to David’s warm arms as I rested my head against his chest.
“Come here, baby,” Trey’s voice rang out to me from a distance as I felt him pick me up and throw me on the bed.
In my head, David’s eyes found mine and he leaned into my face, my hair falling into my face. With a gentle hand, David pushed it behind my ear. A ringing noise filled my ears as I felt Trey yank off my bra, roughly.
I smiled as David leaned in closer, eyes focused on my lips.
Trey’s hand slapped me hard across my face, once again, bringing me back to his angry face.
My undergarments were off, and Trey and I were, against my will, joined together.
I laid, rigid, under Trey’s body as he moved in erratic movements above me.
I noticed something different today. There was something different about Trey while comparing him to Ms. Mary or David or even the unnamed waitress.
There was something off.
In most people, there is a heart. A stroke of kindness. Compassion for other people, for feelings, for morals.
What I had mistaken as confidence was cockiness. The thought that he could have anything he wanted whenever he wanted it.
What I had mistaken as spontaneous was actually anger. Anger from who knows what, but it was going straight to me.
He was taking out his anger at me.
I fell for him.
I fell for his game.
And now, with Trey physically abusing and taking the best gift I could ever give a guy away from me, I realized I was losing.
I realized as silent tears started to slide from my eyes, I was losing myself.
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