getting a little pro-miss-keu-us

Day 3:

The cold moist ground sent shivers up my spine repeatedly, like the first night I came here all I could see were three green lights watching me. I sat up slowly, my neck had cramped up severely badly, and as I attempted to correct my posture, I felt someone take my shoulder again. I heard the same stomach flipping laughter again. "Hey Hilary, how about we go somewhere warmer?" I felt his hands lift me up as I was scooped up into his arms. I immedianlty wrapped my arms around his neck, merely in fear of him dropping me to a cold, hard concrete floor. He led me to the door I so desperatly wanted to go through to make my escape. As we passed through the arch of door framing, I found myself in a new relm. I looked around the hallway we were now in. The walls were white. hospital white. Next, he swung my bodyweight until we were in a bedroom. My stomach twinched as I heard the door behind, the bitter cylinder of metal slideing into place. He laid me on his warm black, comforter covered bed, my eyes laid on him as he spoke, "We're gonna have some fun Hilary, just you and me. I promise, you'll be good at it." I cringed, I knew what he was talking about. Hie deep, emereld green eyes seared into me in a creepy and obvious way. I attempted to move my lips, if only to make a sound, only to have him stop me. "Listen, Hilary. You're just gonna do what I say. D'you understand? Nod if you do. . ." I nodded as he continued his foul lecture. "Good . . ." He slid his shirt gratiously over the top of his face to reveal some very beautiful abs, almost as beautiful as his face and his perfectly glistening teeth which shone when he spoke. He went over to his bed and laid with his head resting against the wall, leaving his chin at a very odd angle to his chisled chest. "You'll do everything i say, or I might have to hurt you. And Hilary, you're very beautiful. I wouldn't want to do that." He paused for a moment and gave me time to absorb it all, then he continued, "You'll come here . . ." he let me walk over to him, taking my hand gently and guiding me to him, "I want you to swing your leg over me and sit." I felt very disturbed as he said this and even worse as I did it. "Good. Now take your big shirt off." I looked at him with pleading eyes, which he obviously ignored, and I also slid the cotton gown over my head. I tfelt weird being in my bra and panties with someone other than Landon, but I attempted to not let it bother me. Christian smiled at me, "You're a C-Cup, right?" (I nodded.) "Wow, no wonder you have that Landon character. You're skinny with every curve a man wants." His left hand rubbed my leg like it had whn I first met him. "Now Hilary, no matter what I do to you, you won't put up a fight. Do you understand?" (I nodded once more.) He smiled once more and leaned me forward enough to whisper in my ear, "If you're really good, I'll let you sleep in here tonight." His lips moved up my neck, and between the kisses he said, "Some more effort on your part would be nice." I closed my eyes, and tears formed. I had to pull it together, pretend he's Landon.He leaned me closer and I kissed his chest. As I did this, I felt his laugh vibrate through his lungs, "That's better, Hilary." I moved my hands along his body. He moved for my hair which he knotted in his fingers. I placed his lips with mine. This process continued for a few minutes until he whispered in my ear once more, "I'm sure you've got questions, and beleive me, we've got plenty of answers. You're sleeping in here tonight." I sighed uncomfortably which he mistaked for pleasure, "Like this?" I kissed his lips and dared to say, "Why do you do this to us?" He traced one of his fingers down the middle of my back, he leaned forward and kissed above my right breast, "Because girls like you need this." I moved my hand towards his Levi jeans and unsnapped the top button, "Oh, really? And why do I need this?" He pulled his face back and studied mine, "Because guys like me want this.I want you . . ." he looked me up and down, "All of you." He went back to kissing and feeling me up. I managed to get out, "Don't you do this with the other girls? What makes me different?" He laughed again as I kissed his chest again and suceeded with removing his pants, showing how good he looked in boxers. I wondered why someone so beautiful had to be so unbeleivably crazy. "Actually Hilary, the other girls have only slept with Mason and Dimitri. You're all mine."He moved his hand to my bra and unhooked the back clasps. He continued to kiss me, and I with him. I had never been so disgusted with myself. And when he said we' be here awhile,we were. All. Night. Long.

Auch. Alice, jeez. I feel dirty just typing it. What have you been doing that I don't know about. Just kidding, but goodness. I feel sinfull. How'd you write that stuff? Alllcchhh. Gross. Guess I'm still in the "Boys have cooties!" stage of my life, but I think I wanna stay there, for at least a little while longer. Alllch. I feel dirty. Jeez, Alice. But I guess if we're sticking to the theme of the book, we kinda gotta do that stuff but, jeez. God, I've never wrote jeez so many times in my life, but jeez. smokin' okin'. just kidding. I guess there should be a viewer descretion advised sign before you enter the site. I know it wasn't that bad, I've seen worse on TV, but allcchh.. gross.