I Don't Love You

I froze up; no one had kissed him since…well since Mr. Stomp. But this kiss was different.

It was filled with caring.

Love.

Passion.

I loved it but memories were being brought up of Mr. Stomp. I couldn’t stop them. It felt like his lips grinding hard on mine. I couldn’t take it. I Broke away from Frank and started to dry heave from panic. I scrambled away from Frank with fear in my eyes.

“No, please no more,” I mumbled as Frank tried to reach me. I didn’t know what was going on, my mind thought Frank was going to hurt me.

“Gee,” Frank whispered. “It’s just me; I’m not going to hurt you.” He tried to come closer again but I crossed my arms over my chest and closed my eyes.

“No,” I mumbled. “I did everything you told me to I was GOOD!” I practically screamed. I started to shake and cry. I didn’t even know what was going on!

“Gee,” Frank sounded like he was about to cry. “Gee please, let me help you. You’re scaring me.” He walked toward me. I was frozen. I could feel the ghost of the belt hitting me. Frank finally got close to me. He squatted down so we were face to face. He wrapped me up in his arms. My arms were wide and I was breathing heavily.

‘Shhh,” he soothed while stroking my red hair. “It’s alright, I’m not going to hurt you. No one here is going to hurt you.”

After he did this for maybe ten minutes I finally calmed down enough to get out of Franks hug and sit across from him.

“I’m so sorry, “ I whispered. My voice was hoarse. “I-“

“Gee, it’s alright, I know what happened.”

I looked up at him with a confused expression. “You do?”

“Yeah, you had a flash back when I kissed you. I pretty bad one.” He turned to me and put his hands around my face so I had no choose to stare at him. “But what I want to know is why. Why did you have such a bad flash back?”

I felt tears well up in my eyes. I didn't want to tell him, but I had kept everything inside for 10 years, it was time someone knew.

“Do you really want to know?” I asked to make sure he was serious about knowing. “It’s not a very fun story. In fact it explains why I’m such a fuck up. You see when I was 5 my dad…”

Notes

I know this is really short, but it was needed to set up the next chapter.