Marlon and I had been sex partner for a whole four years, and in the same period of time I had been loving him too. Nonetheless, I was very careful and never let him know about my secret longing, because Marlon had mentioned that had I fallen in love with him, he would immediately end our relationship!
That was why despite falling head over heels for him, I never planned to let him know about my feelings.
When I first knew Marlon, I was only twenty. That day when we met was the day my mother’s funeral had been held. I have drunk myself into oblivion and hugged Marlon and cried my hearts out. I had also forced him to have sex with me. Apparently, I had been told of such happenings by Marlon personally later, but I wouldn’t be able to find out about the authenticity of his stories till this day.
However, when I woke up to the sight of Marlon that day, I realized that he was so handsome to the point that I couldn’t stop my legs from spreading.
My love towards Marlon had descended to a maniacal state. As long as I could get a glimpse of him, I would feel extremely happy that whole day.
This perfectly described my mood currently as I was heading to meet Marlon later on although I had to endure a three-hour bus journey with uneven roads. It would be the first time I was meeting him in two months, and finally I had a legitimate reason to see him. Today was the convocation of my university years, and I wanted to bring this good news to him.
By the time I reached Marlon’s house, it was already eleven late at night. Just as I was going to press on his doorbell excitedly, I suddenly remembered that I had been out on the roads for a great deal of time, starting from the moment I had organized my luggage to this moment after just experiencing three hours of bus ride. I would look haggard most probably. Marlon always liked his accompaniment to look crisply clean, and with the way I was looking now, there was no way he would be happy to see me. I hurriedly tidied up my attire and touched up on my make-up.
In fact, I was never a fan of putting on make-ups, but for Marlon’s sake, I was willing to do it.
I put on my brightest smile before finally pressing his doorbell. My heart pace increased as feelings of nervousness, excitement and fear merged into a new emotion! I looked at the luggage being carried by me and wondered if Marlon would take me in, considering the fact that I had been his sex partner for four years.
The door suddenly swung open and the insides of the house reeked of alcohol. Before I could even get a good look of what was going on inside, I was suddenly getting pulled as my whole body lurched forward. I couldn’t even grasp my luggage as the door was being slammed shut by a kick.
“Mar…” The moment I began to speak, my lips were immediately blocked by Marlon’s as he ruthlessly kissed me and pressed me against the cold chilly wall. In the stark darkness, I couldn’t make out Marlon’s features at all. All I could feel was him rudely peeling off my clothes and it felt like they were going to tear at any moment.
I struggled slightly, wanting to push him away. It was not that I didn’t want to give in to his lust; it was just that I was having my period currently and it was slightly painful down there.
Marlon abruptly flipped me around and grabbed my hair while shoving my face into the wall.
“No!” I anxiously called out, and the throbbing pain in my belly had been amplified greatly due to his aggressive movements. If we really had sex now, I would probably die due to the immense pain.
Without stopping, Marlon pulled off my pants and his sudden movement sent yet a new jolt of pain through my body. I protested loudly, “M...Marlon, we can’t do this today. I am having my period now!” I tried my best to suppress the pain, but it felt like Marlon was deaf. He was tossing me around as if I was his worst nemesis. The painful sensation in my belly got more and more intense with every of Marlon’s sharp movements. I could feel my strength draining out of me. Despite having the intention to put up a resistance, Marlon’s beastly strength had rendered me immobile. In the end, I gave up on struggling. Thinking back, Marlon had never been so rude in the four years we had sex together. He always handled me with care, so there must be reason he had made himself so drunk today. He must have some grievances in his heart, and in the end I decided it was best if he could vent his pent-up frustrations. At worst, I just had to continue enduring the pain.
In the darkness, I could faintly heard Marlon’s hoarse breathing sound. It was a kind of sound that would encapsulate me, but with the assault of pain coming from all parts of my body, I could feel all traces of warmth slowly dissipating from my body. My legs were so wobbly that I couldn’t even stand properly anymore, and the worst of all was my nausea threatening to make me puke. Despite everything that was going on, I couldn’t let any of that happen. I couldn’t spoil Marlon’s mood at this point. I could only clench my fists hard and gnash my teeth.
After what felt like a century, Marlon was finally done. I slumped to the floor powerlessly.
With a loud flick, Marlon suddenly switched on the light, and my head naturally raised itself to meet his eyes. To my surprise, there was an immense hatred concentrated in those depthless pupils. I was startled, but Marlon simply turned around and disappeared into the bathroom without even glancing at me.
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