setting up the utilities that were being turned on as soon as the next day and I was super excited to be able to spend every waking moment with him. This was a dream come true.
He pulled me in for a hug dragging me down to the bed and as his arms squeezed around my upper arm, I let out a small wince and he felt my hesitation. I knew Dad’s force left marks but apparently they left bruises too and they hurt like hell.
“You ok Sam? Something wrong?”
Shit, he’s figuring me out and I can’t stand that right now. I have no control over this and it’s killing me.
“I’m fine babe, you’re just so strong.”
He cocked his head to the side out of confusion because he and I both know that he didn’t hug me that tight but he didn’t question me. Instead he lightly brushed his lips against mine and I eagerly met his deepening our kiss. He tugged at my jacket trying to get me to remove it and I felt a wave of panic overtake me. Shit, I can’t take the jacket off he’ll see the fingerprints and then there will be questions and I’ll have to give answers that I know I’m nowhere near ready to give. I’m not ready to give them because I have no idea what they are.
“Can you just hold me right now; I just want to be next to you.” I sucked in a deep breath continuing to lie. I really did want him to hold me, that wasn’t the lie. I wanted him to hold me and never let me go. The lie was what was hiding under my jacket sleeve imprinted into my skin.
He snaked his arm around me and pulled me close. His sweet cologne filled my nose and I tried my best to keep it with me for when I went home later. Maybe Dad won’t be there. That’s all I can hope for.
“Have I told you how much I love you Sam?” That velvety smooth voice gets me every time. I love him so much it hurts. Happily ever after is right around the corner.
“Every single day. Oh, and don’t stop because I love hearing it.”
The kiss that came next lit my whole world on fire and I wish to hell I could let him make love to me but right now, it seemed far from right. I was aching for his touch, but I can’t let him. I hated that and I hated myself. Maybe this will never happen again and then I can forget that it ever happened to begin with but then in a few days, I’ll be out of that house and living with the most amazing boyfriend ever.
Chapter 4
Sam
Two days. It’s been two days since Marsh signed papers on our apartment. Two days since I started packing all my things in boxes. Two days since I’ve avoided Dad at all costs. We’ve held conversation through text messages but we haven’t seen each other face to face. I kept waiting for some sort of apology like maybe he had an out of body experience or something when he laid his hands on me but there was nothing so I didn’t bring it up. I’ll be gone soon enough. I’ll be gone and maybe one day we can figure out what happened, but until then I’m just getting by. That’s all I want to do anyway.
As I look in the mirror, I see that I can no longer make out the fingerprints on my upper arm which makes me hella happy. Marsh was starting to think I was crazy for wearing a jacket because it wasn’t cool outside at all. Even I was beginning to think I was crazy.
I changed into a pink tank top and threw on a pair of shorts ready to go help Marsh pick out our new furniture. I could hardly wait. I didn’t care what the couch looked like as long as it was comfortable and ours. I just wanted something to lie across and be able to watch cheesy Lifetime movies when Marsh is at work.
I glanced back at my room before I walked out and thought to myself, just another day or so and then I never have to look at this room again. I can’t freaking wait. It was quiet in the house which I was thankful for. Avoiding him had been fairly easy and if things could continue to flow that smoothly until that day, then I was perfectly ok with