The bad boy saves me

Chapter 6

  Sunday night rolled by, I was standing by the stove making Tyler his dinner. Knowing he'd want to eat as soon as he got home. My mind still wonder to Saturday morning. Causing chills to run through my body.

Carla left this morning, it was eventful. All I could tell her was Diego and I kissed, her scolding me because I was with Tyler. I so desperately wanted to tell her what he does to me behind closed doors.

I wanted her to understand I was scared.

Within ten minutes of setting the table Tyler walked in. Instantly the smell of alcohol filled my nostrils. He'd been to the strip club. I wondered if he'd been by himself or if Craig was with him.

"Theres my bitch," he slurred. Causing me to cringe. I knew what he wanted, and I knew I didn't want to give in. But there was no choice.

Tyler stepped closer to me, grabbing my hair roughly he pulled my head back. He planted rough kisses on my neck, pulled my shirt off exposing my breast.

"Tyler......."I whimpered.

"Shut up you stupid slut," he growled back.

He pulled my pants and underwear off, pushed me onto the table and shoved himself inside me. Causing me to wince in pain, I closed my eyes praying he'd finish quickly. Tears escaped.

Within a few minutes he was done. And Pushed me aside.

"Get dressed," he demanded all the while zipping his pants up.

Quickly grabbing my clothes I dressed myself and sat myself of our couch waiting for him to finish his dinner and head to bed.

I twisted my fingers around the bottom of my shirt.

Soon he was done eating, I quickly cleaned up his plate, made a plate for myself and ate in silence. After getting  the kitchen cleaned up I slipped into a  grey tank top and black short shorts.

Laying in bed next to him felt like a chore the more days that went by. I felt trapped. Tyler pulled me closer to him in his sleep, holding  my breath waiting to see if that was all that would happen.

Monday morning. Going about my normal routine, Tyler dropping me off at school. Me waiting to see his mustang disappear.

Tyler was mad this morning, maybe from the hangover from his bar trip last night, or because he was running late. I sighed.

"Tiffany!" Carla blurted before popping up next to me with a huge grin on her face. "Looks like someone had a lot of fun last night."

I gave her a questioning look.

"You have two very noticeable hickeys on your neck," as she said this Diego walked right passed as, not without glaring at my neck. Part of me felt guilty, but I was not his. I was Tyler's, Tyler's to abuse and use.

"Your so lucky to be with someone who's older and can take care of you," she sighed contently.

"Just be careful what you wish for," I warned.

"Meaning? Diego can't even offer you that." She gave me a pointed look.

"What?"

"Don't ruin a good thing for my brother Tiff."

If only she knew. I shrugged it off. For a few minutes, well two hours, it was bliss. I can't stop seeing him nude everytime I close my eyes. The thought of him made me shiver. I cherished it as much as I could, because it was my temporary relief.

Class went by quickly, it was hard concentrating on anything else. I couldn't get him out of my head, it was driving me nuts. But the thought became my escape. Lunch quickly came and I sat next to Carla outside. Trying to enjoy the last bit of warmth that we were lucky to get mid November.

"Can't believe next weeks already Thanksgiving break," Carla sighed. "Any big plans for you?"

"Yeah, gotta help Tyler's mom make Thanksgiving diner." I adored Tyler's family. They were decent human beings. I hadn't a clue where Tyler got his abusive behavior from.

"Sounds fun," she pulled her shades down covering her hazel eyes. That seemed to be the only thing the twins had the same of. Otherwise they looked nothing alike.

"Yeah, going on three years of doing it. His mom absolutely adores me," I smiled at that last part. "What about you and Diego?"

"The normal spend time with family, might leave the state and go see my uncle in Florida. It'll be nice mad warm there while we expect two feet of snow here."

I spotted Diego talking to some girl far off while smoking a cigarette. Part of me felt somewhat jealous. I sighed a little too loudly as Carla pulled her shades back up and looked at me.

"Don't you dare start falling for him, he's nothing but trouble in that department. Plus you have Tyler."

"I know," flash backs of him over me giving me sweet kisses around my neck soon entered my mind.