I stood there for a moment after Brain shut the door.
What are you thinking? You need to get out of here. Just stop whatever stupid fantasies you're having about him because they aren't worth it. He's probably going to kill you and toss you in the river! You just need to find a way out of here. Don't let his charms fool you.
I took a deep breath, closing and then opening my eyes.
I walked over to the mirror.
"Ugh. You look rough."
My shoulder length hair was sticking out all over the place and what makeup I did have on was smeared around my eyes.
I striped out of my clothes and turned on the shower and waited until it got hot then i stepped in, I let the warm water rush over me. I sighed. It feel so good. For some reason my muscle ached. Especially in my shoulders. I searched around for the shampoo and squeezed some in my hand. I scrubbed my head and then washed off. I shut off the water and pulled back the curtain and grabbed the towel on the sink as I stepped out. I quickly dressed and towel dried my hair.
As I opened the door and stepped back into the bedroom I noticed Brian wasn’t in the room.
I really shouldn’t snoop but hey why not. I giggled to myself.
I looked over the dresser and there were a few pictures. One of him and an older lady. The picture looked really old. I ran my fingers over the frame clearing off the dust and I heard the door open and slam behind me.
“What are you doing?” He questioned angrily.
“I..” I stuttered.
He quickly walked to me and held his fierce gaze.
“Do NOT touch anything. Do you understand?”
I nodded rapidly. He startled me when he suddenly brushed my hair off my neck and he smiled.
“You’re so fragile. So beautiful…and you taste so good…” he trailed off as he kissed from my ear down my neck slowly. My heart sped up and I felt him smile against my neck.
“What’s the matter?” he smiled against my neck.
“Nervous?”
He raised his head and looked me in the eyes. I looked away. He grabbed the sides of my face forcing me to look at him. His eyes were glued to mine.
“ Stop..please.” I muttered.
“Why?”
“Because i…’
“Because you’re nervous and you don’t know what to do with yourself.” He cut me off.
My cheeks burned and he smiled again.
He leaned over to my ear and whispered,
“I told you, you’re beautiful and you shouldn’t be embarrassed didn’t I? Maybe I can help you with your little…problem.”
My cheeks were on fire again and I couldn’t speak.
He looked at me again, this time his face was serious.
“Can I go home? Please?” I whispered.
He starred at me for a moment and let his hands fall from my face. He took a deep breath.
“If that’s what you want..i guess you can.”