I expected another repeat of chaos and hard kisses after the flirting, and because we’d come together so savagely before, but his touch was feather soft on my breasts and the flare of my hips. The steaks and chips went forgotten.Īfter I showed him the other words I’d written, we dozed off, and I woke with his hands lightly stroking me. I asked him to tell me more about his girls, and he lit up. We touched and we kissed like we’d done after sex. He stared like he couldn’t believe I was real and here, beside him. I studied his face while he seemed to study every inch of me. Sean’s eyes stayed red, but his tears were gone now. I spoke soothing words against his skin and into his ear.Įventually, we slid down and lay side by side on his pillow, watching each other.

Sean clung to me while I stroked his back and pressed kisses to his neck and shoulder. And I knew I’d feel it for as long as he did. God, his pain-it became my own-I felt it. “You’re not nothing,” I said, pulling him into a hug. “I’m so fuckin’ sick of bein’ nothin’, Shayla.” I just know I don’t wanna be nothin’.” Tears filled his eyes again. “I still hear her telling me I’m nothin’, but I hear you, and you’re fuckin’ loud. Went back to knowin’ I ain’t ever gonna deserve another decent thing again, ’til you were in my ear and filling my head with shit.” He looked up at me. Then I fucked up all that good I had and lost it. I’d still hear that bitch telling me I was nothin’. I slowly got a lot of those words covered but not all ’cause I couldn’t. I still fucked up, but I had them so it didn’t matter. Had it tenfold when I was given my girls. “I was in the dark all the time, then she followed me in and got me out.

Sean’s eyes lowered to a spot on my neck. My heart stopped and startled to a pace again. Sean paused, then peered up at me when I leaned back to see him. “Do you think they still belong there?” I asked.

Bad for You by J. Daniels