Bittercoated

I Should've Been a Lesbian

A/N: Request me to do something in/for the story, let's see how far I'd be able to keep it! ;-)

I struggle to avoid the discomfort growing inside me by squeezing my eyes and finally give up as I open my eyes. The first thing I remind myself is that the psycho succeeded to make me sleep on his bed last night. I'm still shocked that how he started shattering every single thing on the dining table against the floor until Fiona woke up scared and I were forced to agree that I'd sleep with him, only sleep.

I was awake up all night, looking for every single opportunity to find a way out of here. This psycho has put alarm on doors which gets active at night. I can't do anything against him. If I want to get away from him, I've to get along with him first.

I tend to sit up on the bed and sigh as I feel Derick's hand above me. I try to push it away but he's too muscular for my effort.

"Why so rushed? You didn't let me do anything yesterday night saying you're tired. I assume you're not tired anymore after a long ass sleep."

In a spur of seconds, I find myself harshly pressed under Derick, his strong grip making it impossible for me to move.

"Derick leave me!" I scream on his face as other hand reaches my inner thighs, squeezing my skin there harshly. "Derick stop please!"

"Sshhhhhh......you don't wanna wake Fiona up again, do you?" He coos kissing my shoulder as tears start to fall down of my eyes.

"Derick please I've just woken up plea........" I weep as his face keeps brushing the crook of my neck, his hand slowly making its way up from my inner thighs. "Derick I'm on my period."

I bite my bottom lip as the lie succeeds to stop him from sliding his hands up. I feel him slowly moving his face as he looks at me with widened eyes.

"What? This is your lame excuse to stop me? Not gonna stop me R............"

"This is not a fucking excuse Derick! I just want to make it special for us every time and you're only making it bloody rushed. Pinning me here, pinning me there like you bought me for your physical pleasure! If all you want from me is a dominant physical relationship with no mental strings, go on! Cmon a little blood on you won't be something disgusting, isn't it?" I dramatically yell and sniffle at the same time as I see his eyes soften with my words.

Yikes what did I just say is the most cringy thing any man would expect to listen from a woman during sex.

"Reen...................."

"No don't Reen me Derick," I plan to throw my next bullet on him with my words afterwards, "I thought you were not like Louis," You never would be asshead. "But you are, you just want me physically. All men are same and here I'm looking for love. I should've been a lesbian."

I feel the bed bounces after I look down sadly, burying my face in my hands to fake a cry as I can't shed any tear for this psycho. I feel two hands cupping my cheeks as my face is lifted up.

"Reen I'd never be a jerk like him, don't even dare to say that again." He says boldly before his voice softens as he speaks further. "I just missed you so much."

I give him an emotional smile which drags a big smile on his face. As he leans forward to kiss me, I quickly look down squeaking, pressing my hands against my stomach.

"What's it?" He asks as I keep my eyes closed, my face twisted.

"Period cramps, it's so bad all the time." Lies after lies for this psycho. I need a real holy bath after I get out from here.