Beautifully Pained

~2~

But, of course, something had to wake me up out of my peaceful slumber.....

~Diamond's Pov~

I was so tired, I didn't want to get out of bed even if it was still in the middle of the day. I got up and threw some shorts on along with a tank top. I rushed down stairs to see that boy on my steps. I slammed the door open and asked him, "What do you want now?" He told me, "With what you are wearing right now,.. you." I looked down and blushed, realizing that i grabbed my shortest shorts and a crop top tank top. I looked at him and asked him, "No seriously what do you want pretty boy?" He looked at me scoffing, "Pretty boy, really, ok, ok. I wanted to ask if you wanted to come to a party, since it is Friday?" I was thinking and then answered, "Sure, what time?" He replied, "In two hours, I will be back in one and a half." And with that he walked off.

I rushed upstairs and shaved, everywhere. I had to do something with all that hair. After I got done with that, I walked into my closet looking for something to wear. It just so happened to be a pair of high-waisted jean shorts with a backless tank top that cut low into the front. I decided on some black platformed heels. I kept my long, black, curly hair down, flowing past my waist, I did my edges and natural, light makeup. After I was done I checked myself out and took a few pictures. After all of that I heard a knock on my door. I ran downstairs  putting on my shoes and opened the door. 

Pretty boy was wearing a tight black t-shirt with a leather jacket over it and some black jeans. He looked me up and down and then I noticed his print. Oh my f*****g jesus christ, he was huge! He noticed me looking and smirked at me. He said, "We don't have to go to that party you know..." Oh god, what did I get my self into. "No we are going, I didn't get dressed up for nothing." I said while going out the door, deciding to tease him a bit I swayed my hips on the way out. I heard him sigh, f**k, on the way out.

I noticed that he didn't have a car, but a motercycle. I hopped on waiting for him to walk to the bike. Finally he sat down and revved the engine, and we were off. I wrapped my arms around tightly around his waist. It took about 20 minutes to arive at the house, or should I say mansion, it was huge. Still though, it is no where near as big as the houses I have lived in by myself. That reminds me, how did pretty boy know where I live? I will have to ask him later.

As we walked in I was deafened by the sound of music in my ears. I went straight to the kitchen to grab a drink, one that was very much needed. I grabbed a bottle of jack daniels, and I poured myself a cup.Walking back out of the kitchen I saw the one person I did not want to see tonight, Daniel. He spotted me and started walking towards me, so I dodged him and went to the living room. When I got there I picked a random person to dance with. He grabbed my hips and I started to move with him. He pulled me closer until there was no more room to move me. 

And just as he was about to lay a wet kiss on my neck he was ripped away from me, splashing my drink all over the floor. Then I was being dragged away into the hall way. When I looked up it was none other than pretty boy. He looked down at me with anger in his eyes. He said, "Don't let anyone touch you ever again, unless it is me." I scoffed, "You don't own me," and tried walking away. He roughly grabbed me and started planting kisses down my neck. I tried holding in my moans but he was nonstop on his attack. I moaned loudy into his ear and he pushed up against me. He groaned at the contact of our bodies.

I couldn't let this happen so I breathily moaned at him to stop. He didn't hear me so I gathered my thoughts and firmly told him to stop. He finally heard me and backed up flushing. I ran out of the party as fast as I could. I remembered my way home(for once) so I walked. Soon enough I heard a familiar bike coming up along side me. Pretty boy asked, "What in the hell happened back there?" I replied , "It's a long story." He said, "Well, I have the time to hear it then." This made me smile, so I quickly looked away. "Why?" I asked, "I don't even know your name." So he quickly answered with, "Emiliano, at least let me give you a ride home." I hesitantly agreed because these heels were killing my feet. 

We soon ended up in my driveway and he walked me to my door. He looked surprised, "No parents home?" he asked. I quickly came up with a lie telling him, "No they are out on a business trip." This made him get the wrong idea, and he asked, "Well, since no one appears to be home, can I come in?" "No not tonight, I am exhausted." So I unlocked my door, but before I stepped inside, he pulled me to him in a quick, harsh, possessive kiss. "Goodnight," he said and walked away.

I went upstairs and fell into bed, thinking of the one person I knew would be on my mind all night, pretty boy. Not long after I fell into a fitful, unsatisfied, sleep. When I woke up in the morning from my steamy dream, I was hot and bothered. I went and hopped into the cold shower. My mind was all over the place. Why did he have to kiss me. I touched my lips with the memory fresh in my mind. Why did this have to happen? If I even get remotely attached I will have to up and leave again. I don't want this, I am tired of moving around, and I hate not being able to have anyone with me, I slowly slide down the wall drowned in my tears.