I'm trembling to the core.... With only a thin, wooden frame between us, that doesn't seem to be doing such a good job at making me feel safe at all. I can see the inside wooden panel swelling and popping from the hard pounds from the other door, and I grit my teeth, hesitant before doing that crazy stunt, but well, i do it, and as my hands swing the door shut, I see the charging bull rushing for me, and I SCREAM the top of my lungs; "WELCOME HOME KURRWWAAA!!!!!" (Which is whore in Polish, if anyone cares)
And then, there was darkness... And sharp pain in both my wrists, and my right knee. With you slamming into the door with your taller, bigger frame, rebounding off it, you practically send it back into me, grazing my wrists and smacking me hard into my knee, causing me to stagger back, yelping as I back paddle five steps and barely catch myself at the back of my sofa. I breathe hard, blinking, bringing my arms up my fingers wrapping aroudn the opoosite wrist, moaning softly in pain, checking they are not broken, but no jutting bones here or there, an despite the pain, I can move my fingers afterall.
My eyes though, fixate on your body, coiled down on the porch, and for a second, I think you are unconscious, have I.. Have I knocked her cold already?? YAY ME!!!!
But things are not that easy, now are they??
Your head stirrs, and I see it rising, as you give me one fiery, mesmerizing look, slowly pushing ur hands to the floor and like a Phoenix rising from the ashes you go up. My eyes wide, paralyzed, almost like a deer in headlights, I stare at you, my eyes suddenly shifting to the door, as the coward part of my brain just screams at me;
the door!! get the fucking door!!!But I don't move... I just... stay still, leaning with my butt against the couch as you begin talking, that aging, haunting, scary quote from Moby Dick, and my head twists to the side, my eyes narrowing; wait that sounds familiar.... The nerd part of me, recalling sitting on the couch with Bailey, watching one of her nerdy sci-fi movies, when a gross looking guy, was saying it to some baldie called "Kirk" in some Star Wars movie (i know it's Star Trek, but let's be real, who cares if I piss off some Trekkies
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But another part of me, darts back further to my younger years, remembering when I read it for the first time.... Moby Dick's Ahab, saying it to his nemesis, and my eyes flare up, as I gasp under my breath while pushing off the couch angrily marching towards you; "... a... whale??? ur calling me a whale?
" But my words are not heard by anyone, not especially you as you CHARGE in at me, your head tucked down and my right arm reaches for the door once again, to try to smack it this time in your head or something, but.. you're WAY too fast this time!!
"UNNNNGGHHHH!!!!" Your shoulder just.. PLOWS me in my chest, right between my breasts, and thank GOD they are there, for this is a pure, rib-cracking force that you barreled into me with, and my feet, encased in my black leather boots just depart from the floor, my head arching back, hair remaining static in place, while my head swings backwards, before my hair trails along my face, creating one of those brilliant slo-mo whipped hair effects.
My eyes shut in pure agony, as your body sends me, no, sends US into the back of the couch, which I take the brunt of the slam into exclusively with my lower back, the shockwaves traversing up and down my spine before we flop over the back of the couch, your taller frame still wedged into me, as the entire room spins around me, and I crash on my back on the cushions, but the momentum sends my shoulder blades off the edge and I CRASH to the floor, with you ontop of me.
"nnnngghhhhh..." I just moan weakly, coughing, as we lay still there, almost in a car wreck, as I cough harder, and I taste blood on my tongue.... my shoulder blades on the floor, my buttock on the edge of the couch seat, and my legs stretched over the back of the couch, boots pointing up, and you laying ontop of me, facing down... And for a moment, we just lay there, moaning and breathing hard. Your right shoulder still wedged against my tits, ur head tucked down, just under my right shoulder.
And I feel you stirr... no.. FUCK NO!!! And I just act in pure desperation, my right arm tossing over the back of ur head, going around ur neck, and trying to hold u still in this VERY awkward position, and trap ur head under my right armpit, ur weight still atop of me, crushing me, and I feel u struggling to get out, and oh, you will fucking get out, but I have to make it a bit harder for you, don't I??
My left arm, coiling back, I close my fists, and while my right arm tightens around ur neck, I stare at ur long, toned upper body, exposed to me, I begin firing short, wild punches to your right kidney....
"FUCKING BITCH!! FUCKING BIIIIIICHHH!!YOU WILL FUCKING DRINK YOUR SOUP THROUGH A STRAW WHEN I AM DONE WITH YOUUU!!!"
