A/N: the chapt. titles from here on out are in Russian, run them through Google Translate. Also I might not be able to post tomorrow night cuz of New Years and everything. I don't know Russian, but the friend I'm basing Alex off does so eh.
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i wake up in his bed, him laying beside me, still asleep. He's so cute when he's sleeping...fuck i kept that in my head right? He stirs, sitting up.
"Kept what in your head, dorogaya?"
Well shit. Looks like i was cocky and thought out loud while he was asleep. Good job, me.
He smiles at how flustered i get, like he always does when i think out loud. It both annoys me and calms me, laughter falling from my lips as easily as tears once fell from my eyes.
Without meaning to, i blurt the one Russian phrase I know.
"Lubov' moya."
His eyes widen, and i brace for his usual 'im straight and youre a guy' lecture, but am pleasantly surprised when he smiles at me and holds my hand gently.
"You've been through a lot, bednaya khrupkaya dorogaya."
i dont know what he said, but it sounded like a term of endearment. i relax, letting my guard down as he talks, rambling on about some videogame or something that we'd used to talk about.
It's calming, how naturally he can speak to me and chat with me, despite how he must know about how the bastard i escaped would rape me. It was horrible, because every single time i moaned or came from the pleasure; however unwanted; he would think i liked it and wanted him to be doing it with me.
i hated him, and im glad i got free. It was the worst.
"Um, dorogaya, we do still have college classes today, even if they are at 11:00."
He breaks out of the conversation, and im almost sad. But as he gets ready, letting me borrow a pair of his jeans, my sadness is replaced with anxiety about seeing the prick in class today.
