T H E T A L E OF T W O; J G S W

1.5

"Wait stop" I said as he looked up a me.
His eyes hungry, and slightly angry.
"What?" He said.

Now I'm scared to repeat it.
"Stop" I said lowly.

He sighed looking down.

"You're not ready" he paused "I understand"
Of course I'm not I met you a week and a half ago.

"It's okay" he chuckled.
"I'm sorry" I said as he put his pants on.
"Its fine babygirl"

Is this all he brung me up here for?

I forced myself not to cry.
He was gonna take advantage of me. And I let him.
He was going to go all the way if I let him.

I watched him get dressed quickly, come kiss me on the cheek and walk away.
I guess that's all I am is a booty call.
And I allow it.
I watched him leave, without a single word.
Without a "Come on"
he could've said "come on bitch" as long as he said something.

I sat and watched, afraid to move while I was in his presence.
Watching him turn the corner and leave is when I started to pick my clothes up.

I began to cry silently.
I don't know whats wrong with me.
Or why I keep falling for him.
All he does is tell me what I want to hear not what I need.
Just to get in my pants.
I don't want this.

But I feel like I do.
I realize, all I do is crave love.
Love I can't have.

I picked up my phone, dialing his number.
"Sam can you come get me please?"
He agreed to come and get me, sounding worried.
But once I told him where I was his tone changed.
"The fuck are you doing over there?" he asked angrily.

"Please I'll explain later" I begged.

He gave in saying he's on his way
I sat and waited looking around the lake area.

I fixed my shirt trying to look and be presentable.
With in 30 minutes he was here.
I walked to his car, my arms across my chest.

"I'm sorry" he said reaching over and giving me a hug when I got in.
"Tell me" he said as I sat down.
"I-I -I thought what he was doing was because he really cared" I spoke crying.

"I don't know what to do!" I said.
"The way he talks to me the way he treats me draws me in I can't erase it " I said putting my hand to my head.

"Let me take care of you" Sam said setting his hand on my thigh.

"I really care" he said reaching over to me.
He rubbed his thumb on my cheek and kissed me.
Sweet and soft.
Humble and Kind.
"I really care about you" he said again.
"I really do"