Captured Love 5

After the party he was driving me home, and he took a strange turn.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

He didn’t answer, but gave me a smile instead. He stopped and parked at what he said was his dad’s house. I knew from earlier conversations that his dad was out of town for the weekend. He walked inside and I had no choice but to follow.

Once inside, he walked into his bedroom and I followed. He locked the door and slowly turned to me. I was terrified by the suppressed rage I saw there. I backed up and hit the opposite wall. He continued to slowly walk toward me and he stopped inches away from me. The way I saw it, I had two options. Run for the door, or go with what he was planning.

I went for instinct. I ran for it, but before I even got two steps, I was tackled and taken down onto the bed. Within minutes he had my hands restrained and I was unable to move.

"You didn’t think I just forgot about everything did you?" he sneered. My mind was running in circles, trying to figure out an escape plan.

"I’m gonna bring you down from that pedestal you think you’re on. I’m gonna do a little damage to your ego and make you feel like I have for the past few days."

Maybe an apology would slow him down.

"Lewis, I’m sorry it went so far. But it’s not a big d-" my words were cut off by a brutal kiss. His lips ground against mine. If I was being honest, it wasn’t an entirely unpleasant feeling. I could feel my insides start to melt. His lips got softer and I couldn’t catch my breath with his hands roaming up and down my body. It felt like a lifetime before he broke away and I noticed I wasn’t the only one breathing hard.

"You kissed me back," he stated in a shocked whisper.

"What? No I didn’t! I can’t believe you. Just who do you think you are, forcing me down like that," I said desperately. He was lying. I couldn’t have kissed him back. I tried so hard to convince myself. I knew I was wrong. Oh god. Panic overcame me and I scrambled up and pushed him off me and before I fled out the door, I took out the watch and chucked it at his chest. "Happy fuckin birthday, Lewis."

I saw him read the back before I ran. I caught the look on his face as my eyes filled with tears. His face was filled with unmistakable pain, almost of regret. "Meg," he whispered. His voice was miserable. It was almost as if he was pleading. I could feel the tears flowing down my cheeks as I ran through the house. As I opened the front door, a hand slammed it back shut.

"Lewis, I swear-" I tried to yell at him as he whirled me around and I had no time to put up a defense. He thrust his hands in my hair and tilted my head back.

"I need you, only you." Suddenly he was kissing me desperately and next thing I knew I was kissing him back. It was different this time. I felt like I’d been waiting for this moment my whole life.

We were running into everything, knocking stuff off shelves, and the walls. We ended up in his room again. We landed hard on the bed when I hit my head on the headboard and I blacked out.

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I woke up groaning with a massive headache. I felt like my head was going to implode.

"Oh, baby you’re awake."

My eyes fluttered open and my vision was blurred. I focused on the face looming above mine.

"Oh my god Meg, I am so sorry!"

Now I was just confused.

"Where am I?"I asked.

Man this headache was just killing me. I looked around and from what I could see; I was in a hospital room.

"Honey, It’s Lewis, How are you feeling?" said the beautiful stranger.

He called me honey. Maybe he has the wrong room. I felt drawn to him but I was positive I’d never met him before. I would remember those sparkling hazel eyes.