Spookychild’s writings

I should have known better. I shouldn’t have answered the door. I was foolish. But I answered it. That is when he turned to face me. His hoody was hiding all the tattoos. His eyes were steely. “Hey Hey Miranda.” He grinned at me, but it wasn’t pleasant. It was an evil, wicked grin. I shivered.
“Stan!” I gasped in shock. He had to have followed me the night before.
“Thought you got rid of me, didn’t you?” He snarled. “I bet your phone is off, or maybe you went into airplane mode.” And with a quick motion he opened the screen with a bang and stepped up into the house.
“Stan!” I took a step back, but Buster came out of nowhere and jumped at Stan.
“What the fuck!” He bellowed and hit my dog. “Get this shit dog off of me and put him away, or I will kick him.”
I grabbed buster by the collar. He had backed off from Stan because he was used to friendly people, not violent ones. “Come on Buster.” I whispered. “Please baby come on.” I led him into the bathroom only a few feet away and inside. I pulled the door shut and jumped when Stan’s hand touched my ass.
“Hey baby why are you so uptight. Loosen up. I am here, you are here and we are alone. He pointed into my room and the bed. “Lets fuck.” And he made a dive towards my face leaning into my right arm pressed into the wall
“I don’t do things like that.” I managed to get out, shoving against him.
Stan pulled back. I saw the anger in his eyes and something else. “You are a Virgin?” he rumbles. “Oh fuck that’s even better.” He put his arm around me and slammed our bodies together, and pressed something unmistakable into my hip. “You feel me? That’s all for you baby.” He slammed into me again.
“Not yet.” I shuddered. “Please not yet. I am not ready.” There was no escaping the flash of anger this time. He was furious at me.

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