What I Desired Ch. 4 - Sex Stories

What I Desired Ch. 4

I sat quietly for a few seconds before responding. "Don't do that, George." He took in a breath to talk, but I didn't let him. "I'm not sure if you think you're being sincere or not, but I don't wanna hear it." He looked at me calmly and brought a hand to my shoulder. "I don't care if you don't believe me, because I believe myself." Having no idea what to say I only sighed. "Like I said before, I've been thinking about you constantly. And I just want you to give me a ch-" I shoved his hand off of me. "Just stop!" I exclaimed. "All my romantic feelings I thought I had for you aren't there anymore. That moment you walked out, was also when I realized nothing I felt for you was.. real." He swiftly placed both his hands on my shoulders and turned me to face him. "Tony, I'm not going to listen to anything you're saying!" He leaned closer to me. "I want to be with you." He said intently. And although it wasn't his first time saying that, my heart ached. The way he said it that time.. It sounded genuine. And that scared me. "God, can't you-" I opened the door and slammed it once I had gotten out. I rushed inside my house and locked the door and leaned back against it. I didn't relax until I heard the truck pull away from the driveway. "Ugh!" I groaned out loud as I kicked at the door with my heel. I had panicked when George was talking to me. Half of why was because I feared that he may have been telling the truth... The other half was because the thought of actually giving him a ...

... chance crossed my head momentarily. "Tony, is that you? What's wrong?" My mom asked as she walked out of her room. "Nothing." I sighed, then added, "Really," when she looked at me skeptically. "Alright." She shrugged as she returned to her room. I let out a huff as I, too, trudged to my own room. I pulled out my phone to send Desiree a text, but received one from her instead. Desiree: dude, where are you?! Me: home.. too long to explain by text /: Desiree: want me to come over when I get home? o.o Me: yeah.. please ~ ~ ~ "What?!" She shrieked from my bed. "Are you lying to me?!" I huffed. "No. It was pretty strange." I said as I sat down beside her. "And.." I paused, "I felt like considering it." "Tony!" She yelled as if it was the worst thing ever. Well, not the worst, but pretty bad. "I will kill you if you give him a chance." She said, then whispered, "He raped you!" I groaned. "I know, Desiree! But, you should have seen the way he was talking to me." I looked away. "And the face he had when I slammed the door on him." "Oh!" She cried as she shot up from the bed. Then pointing a finger at me, "That's exactly how he wants you to feel! He is so manipulating you!" I rolled my eyes. "I doubt that." "You're not thinking thoroughly. Your heart, or whatever you're thinking with, still has feelings for him." She said, to which I scoffed at. "Whether you're willing to admit or not. And you need to get rid of them." I only stared at her as she continued talking, her voice droning out ...