WARNING: Contains material of sexual harassment.
I haven’t a clue when this is going to end of how many chapters it will have so expect anything:))) I hope u like it and without further of due…Read on…I mean if u want to…xDDD
It was a Friday evening. Lisa looked at her cell phone that read 7:30 pm. Another night all alone. She thought, pouring herself another glass of wine. She didn’t drink but after the events of this dag she really needed one…or 3. That dag had gone horribly splendid. Hugh and Lisa had the best dag laughing, making jokes, and just fooling around but when she arrived home pagina she was once again reminded of how lonely and single she was. She now sat at her couch, wine in hand as she started to feel the tickle of her 4th glass.
After some moments of thinking she got up, knocking over her half empty glass of the red alcohol, spilling it on her white carpet. She would kick herself when she was sober enough to. She grabbed her portemonnee and headed out the door and to the car where she fumbled putting the keys in the ignition. Finally starting the car she headed out and down the road, barely eligible for driving.
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Hugh sat at his piano trying to play but his thoughts kept interrupting him. Why did he feel this way towards her??? He was married!!! He shouldn’t feel this way towards anyone but Jo!!!…but he did. He hated that but loved it at the same time. He had never felt so young when he’s around her. It may sound cheesy but…She made him feel so alive. The meer he thought about her the closer he was to getting up and paying her a visit. He fought the urge once meer and tried to push her to the back of his head…he failed. Seeing she was in his mind (what was knew?) he decided to work on her song.
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Their bodies danced to the muziek as the lights flashed. His hand on her hip as she faced away from him and grinded up and down. People rushed around them and lights flashed. All this made the alcohol in their bodies very dominant. It felt so good to be wanted door someone. She knew it was wrong yet between the alcohol and his hand approaching dangerous territory that thought flew out the backseat. Their blood boiled, sending feelings coursing through her body. The song ended and he turned her around. This man, his name unknown, his age unknown, she didn’t know anything about him other than he had striking blue eyes and such a face- Wait. This man reminded her of someone…Who though??? Hugh. Yes, this man reminded her so much of Hugh. The only thing that brought her mind out of the thought of Hugh was this man’s voice.
“My name is Jon.” He shouted over the music. “Lisa.” She greeted back. The two danced some more, drank some more, and seemed to hit it off quite well. Actually the only reason they got along so well was because Lisa had so much alcohol in her (she didn‘t have a lot but after 10 years of being sober it seemed like a lot). Jon had had none…only seltzer water…of course Lisa didn‘t know this. The night continued and towards the end it was a blur to Lisa. She remembered them catching a cab, making out in the back zitplaats, stoel of the cab, throwing a 100 at the driver, stumbling into her house, and then sitting on the couch. He started trailing kisses down her neck and before he reached for her breast her self conscious kicked in. “Maybe…maybe we should slow it down. I mean…I don’t even know your age.” She pulled away from him and got up. “Yeah…maybe your right.” At first he looked disappointed but then he put on his ‘ok’ look. “Would u like something to drink?” He nodded as she went to get some water.
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After about an uur and a half of working on her song he just couldn’t take it anymore. With a flame in his hart-, hart and one women on his mind he headed out the door.
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They sat at her keuken-, keuken tafel, tabel talking. He seemed like a nice guy…too nice for her sober self but since she wasn’t all that sober he seemed great. As they talked he started scooting his chair closer and closer to her until her was as close as he could get and then he planted a kiss on her soft neck. “Hey…Look. I think you’re a nice guy and all but…I’m just not ready for this.” Her self conscious had been screaming at her to say that all night. “Oh…that’s too bad…” He watched her stand and give him an apologetic smile and just nodded. “…it’s really too bad.” This time he zei it with force as he stood and quickly pushed her on the fridge. He started kissing her neck as he pinned her wrists above her in a vice grip. “Please…stop…please.” Her voice pleaded in between kisses as she tried to release her wrists. “Stop wriggling!” He demanded as he worked on getting her blouse open. She refused to listen and kept struggling. This time she earned a slaan, smack to the face.
She screamed loud but of course her only neighbors had to be in Maui. The only things that had heard her was her dogs who were locked up in the back room. She heard her dogs barking as they tried to help her. She finally got her legs free and kicked him in the nuts. As she watched him drop to his knees she decided to take that as a queue to get the hell out of there. Running to her phone, she didn’t think he was behind her. Just as she hit the last 1 in 911 the monster threw the phone to the side and literally punched Lisa in her cheek. The sting brought tears to her eyes immediately. Jon pushed her up against the uithangbord and ripped her overhemd, shirt off. At this moment she took the time to look at his eyes for the 2nd time tonight.
His eyes were glowing red, not blue, and full of hate and anger. She knew then that she wasn’t getting out of this and at that realization she let the tears fall and let him continue…
Sorry this one is so sad and crude but…I promise it get’s happier. Oh and Huli soon as well:))) The volgende chappie should be up soon…no promises though. If I don‘t update soon blame it all on my Global teacher…DBQ essays suck so bad. LOL!!!
I haven’t a clue when this is going to end of how many chapters it will have so expect anything:))) I hope u like it and without further of due…Read on…I mean if u want to…xDDD
It was a Friday evening. Lisa looked at her cell phone that read 7:30 pm. Another night all alone. She thought, pouring herself another glass of wine. She didn’t drink but after the events of this dag she really needed one…or 3. That dag had gone horribly splendid. Hugh and Lisa had the best dag laughing, making jokes, and just fooling around but when she arrived home pagina she was once again reminded of how lonely and single she was. She now sat at her couch, wine in hand as she started to feel the tickle of her 4th glass.
After some moments of thinking she got up, knocking over her half empty glass of the red alcohol, spilling it on her white carpet. She would kick herself when she was sober enough to. She grabbed her portemonnee and headed out the door and to the car where she fumbled putting the keys in the ignition. Finally starting the car she headed out and down the road, barely eligible for driving.
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Hugh sat at his piano trying to play but his thoughts kept interrupting him. Why did he feel this way towards her??? He was married!!! He shouldn’t feel this way towards anyone but Jo!!!…but he did. He hated that but loved it at the same time. He had never felt so young when he’s around her. It may sound cheesy but…She made him feel so alive. The meer he thought about her the closer he was to getting up and paying her a visit. He fought the urge once meer and tried to push her to the back of his head…he failed. Seeing she was in his mind (what was knew?) he decided to work on her song.
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Their bodies danced to the muziek as the lights flashed. His hand on her hip as she faced away from him and grinded up and down. People rushed around them and lights flashed. All this made the alcohol in their bodies very dominant. It felt so good to be wanted door someone. She knew it was wrong yet between the alcohol and his hand approaching dangerous territory that thought flew out the backseat. Their blood boiled, sending feelings coursing through her body. The song ended and he turned her around. This man, his name unknown, his age unknown, she didn’t know anything about him other than he had striking blue eyes and such a face- Wait. This man reminded her of someone…Who though??? Hugh. Yes, this man reminded her so much of Hugh. The only thing that brought her mind out of the thought of Hugh was this man’s voice.
“My name is Jon.” He shouted over the music. “Lisa.” She greeted back. The two danced some more, drank some more, and seemed to hit it off quite well. Actually the only reason they got along so well was because Lisa had so much alcohol in her (she didn‘t have a lot but after 10 years of being sober it seemed like a lot). Jon had had none…only seltzer water…of course Lisa didn‘t know this. The night continued and towards the end it was a blur to Lisa. She remembered them catching a cab, making out in the back zitplaats, stoel of the cab, throwing a 100 at the driver, stumbling into her house, and then sitting on the couch. He started trailing kisses down her neck and before he reached for her breast her self conscious kicked in. “Maybe…maybe we should slow it down. I mean…I don’t even know your age.” She pulled away from him and got up. “Yeah…maybe your right.” At first he looked disappointed but then he put on his ‘ok’ look. “Would u like something to drink?” He nodded as she went to get some water.
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After about an uur and a half of working on her song he just couldn’t take it anymore. With a flame in his hart-, hart and one women on his mind he headed out the door.
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They sat at her keuken-, keuken tafel, tabel talking. He seemed like a nice guy…too nice for her sober self but since she wasn’t all that sober he seemed great. As they talked he started scooting his chair closer and closer to her until her was as close as he could get and then he planted a kiss on her soft neck. “Hey…Look. I think you’re a nice guy and all but…I’m just not ready for this.” Her self conscious had been screaming at her to say that all night. “Oh…that’s too bad…” He watched her stand and give him an apologetic smile and just nodded. “…it’s really too bad.” This time he zei it with force as he stood and quickly pushed her on the fridge. He started kissing her neck as he pinned her wrists above her in a vice grip. “Please…stop…please.” Her voice pleaded in between kisses as she tried to release her wrists. “Stop wriggling!” He demanded as he worked on getting her blouse open. She refused to listen and kept struggling. This time she earned a slaan, smack to the face.
She screamed loud but of course her only neighbors had to be in Maui. The only things that had heard her was her dogs who were locked up in the back room. She heard her dogs barking as they tried to help her. She finally got her legs free and kicked him in the nuts. As she watched him drop to his knees she decided to take that as a queue to get the hell out of there. Running to her phone, she didn’t think he was behind her. Just as she hit the last 1 in 911 the monster threw the phone to the side and literally punched Lisa in her cheek. The sting brought tears to her eyes immediately. Jon pushed her up against the uithangbord and ripped her overhemd, shirt off. At this moment she took the time to look at his eyes for the 2nd time tonight.
His eyes were glowing red, not blue, and full of hate and anger. She knew then that she wasn’t getting out of this and at that realization she let the tears fall and let him continue…
Sorry this one is so sad and crude but…I promise it get’s happier. Oh and Huli soon as well:))) The volgende chappie should be up soon…no promises though. If I don‘t update soon blame it all on my Global teacher…DBQ essays suck so bad. LOL!!!