love is blind

(( 😆 ))

She looked away. "It doesn't matter, you don't know him." She didn't mean to sound rude if she did.

Paul, as moronic as he was in the ways of women, sensed something was wrong. "What... what did he do to you?" he took her hands and spread his fingers in between hers.

She looked away, but allowed him to hold her hands. "I don't want to talk about it."

"Just like i don'twant to talk about my abusive dad. but you know what? The more I talk about it, the better i'll feel. The same will go for you. And even if you don'twant to, you can always tell me." He kissed her and then waited for his response.

"I can't... it hurts too much." She told him quietly as tears gathered in her eyes. She didn't want to cry in front of him, she would appear weak if she cried, and she didn't want him to see that side of her.

He kised her, ignorign the tears that burst forward. He loved her, and he wouldnt rpessure her. For anything.

She kissed him back, and then turned on her side away from him. She closed her eyes and pretended to go to sleep. She tried to hold back the tears, and succeeded, but the pain was still inside.

E could still herar her slight sobbing, and her heavy breathing. "I love you jasmin." He placed an arm around her and actually went to sleep.

She soon fell asleep also. That night she had nightmares of her ex boyfriend and the way he treated her.

Paul woke up next to a sweaty and still asleep next to Jasmin. "Jasmin" he muttered, more to himself than to her.

Jasmin didn't move. She had rolled over onto her back in the middle of the night sometime and still didn't have the covers on.

He leaned over and kissed her passionatly. If she was asleep, then she would be awake now.

(( do u mean "would be awake now" ? ))

((yes luv))

She slowly awoke and quickly pulled away. Her nightmare ended when Paul woke her up, and feeling someone kissing her in real life while she saw those horrible images from the past made her nightmare seem all the more real. "Sorry." She said embarrassed. She climbed out of bed and picked up her leather pants. She tried to avoid eye contact since she was so embarrassed. She felt so hung over. "Do you mind if I take a shower?"

"Sure. Bye all means honey, go ahead."

She gave him a quick smile and walked into the huge bathroom. She peeled off her clothes and let them fall to the floor. She wrapped a towel around herself and turned on the hot water. Instead of getting in right away she looked at her reflection in the mirror over the sink. She felt the tears gather in her eyes as she looked in the mirror and thought of her nightmare. "Don't cry." She told herself sternly. She held her hands up to her eyes. "Don't... cry." She whispered to herself. A long time ago she promised herself she would not shed a single tear for that bastard who hurt her by remembering the pain he caused her. She got into the shower. As she ran the soapy wash cloth along her body and over a couple of old cuts on the outside of her thigh that were long scarred over the tears were released from her eyes without her consent.

(( sorry if there are spelling or grammar mistakes, I'm getting sleepy again ))

((Raped?))

Paul got his present out of its hiding place and got ti ready for Jasmin. "Tell her how much you love, then give her the present. Thats all you have to do. Alllll you have to do Paul." he waited for her to get out of the shower.

(( No. ))

Jasmin made herself stop crying a few minutes after. She washed her hair and half an hour later stepped out of the shower. After towel drying her hair and wrapping the towel around herself, she walked into Paul's bedroom. "Can I borrow a shirt?"