Stop A Bullet - Chapter Eighteen

Stop a Bullet – Chapter Eighteen1

I closed my bedroom door behind Ashley. Glad to be home in my sanctuary, but petrified that the effects of the alcohol Trey had consumed would not be serious enough to stop him from busting down my door with an axe and murdering Ashley and I.2

“Do you think he’s going to be alright?” Ashley asked propping himself against the door for a breather.3

His breathing had become constraint in fear, not only from seeing the things that he had seen, but from the same fear that had wreaked havoc and consumed me fully, the fear of his reaction towards our love for each other. His reaction to me being Bisexual or even worse in his eyes: gay. 4

I shook my head, sweeping the hair away from my eyes with frustration.5

I would give anything to know that Trey was not okay. That he was in great harm, that he had finally drank enough to maybe do some serious damage, damage that was fatal.6

I kept my mouth shut, still hearing the mournful screaming from the hallway, Trey’s guttural groans of agony and hatred filling the house with the uneasy feeling of danger.7

“Do you think he will be alright, I mean he wouldn’t come after you still?” Ashley continued.8

His own body shaking, his hands pressed against the wall to keep his body from giving out under him.9

I closed my eyes, the noise escalating outside. I prayed that my mother would take him away soon. Take him away to a place where he could never return. Oh wishful thinking.10

“We are safe,” I reassured Ashley, moving away from my door, the carpet under my feet feeling easily comforting against my aching soles.11

“Something inside tells me that we will be safe while he is intoxicated. I mean we have to be. He can’t even stand up straight. I am sure we will be safe, for now. In the mean time I think we should take a shower.”12

Ashley moved away from the wall, dragging his feet across the carpet towards me. His hands quivering, body shaking. He looked ill, his soft tanned skin turning a frightening shade of dusty Grey slicken with sweat and grit.13

It had been more than a long day for the two of us and I was sure that he had seen enough of my world to want to steer clear away from me once this day was over. If I were in his place, I knew I surely would.14

“Do you want to go first,” I asked him bending over to scoop up some dirty, but wearable clothes.15

Ashley tilted his head from side to side. His eyes pinned to the door.16

“I don’t think we should leave this room until you are certain Trey is gone. I am uneasy. I know how violent people can get when they are drunk. Just because they are drunk doesn’t mean they won’t try if they are angry. If they mean harm, I don’t think something like a stomach ache is going to stop them Taint.”17

I eyed Ashley. Everything he was saying made sense, everything he was saying was true. With every word he spoke I could feel my inside beginning to knot tighter and tighter, my mind heavy with fear, my skin liquored in sweat. My hands felt clammy and wet.18

“Think about it.” He continued, his voice sounding jittery while he tried to remain calm, fighting to justify every reason possible for us to stay imprisoned in the safety of my room; The only place even remotely safe from Treys howling, malicious grudge.”19

I listened closely. I could still hear Trey groaning, my mother reassuring him that everything would be alright if he calmed down.20

I could hear Maggie’s music blaring loudly from down the hall. The violent sounds of guttural screaming no doubt drowning out the noise of Trey and the fear I knew she had buried deep inside her.21

“How many times has he done it before? Ashley asked. “How many times had the bastard taken it out on Maggie, on Tanya when he was drunk? How many times has he taken it out on anyone when he was sober, let alone drunk?”22

I rocked back on my heels, rubbing my feet against the softness of the carpet, dulling the sounds around me in an attempt to escape from reality for even a few moments.23

I needed time to think clearly, time to reflect, time to make another plan or plans. I prayed for silence.24

“Drinking might dull the pain, but it certainly does not replace the anger. If anything it makes it ten times worse.”25

“I have to face the music sometime don’t I,” I said turning my heels towards the door.26

I didn’t know how much more I could take of this mess. I knew that he was stupid, but he was not stupid enough to attack me in his state.27

It was true. He had on many occasions taken it out on Maggie and Tanya when he was drunk. When he was sober for that matter, but I had never seen him in this kind of anguish. I had never seen that kind of look in his eyes. Trey had been scared.28

“He is an irrational I will admit and there is every chance that he might take a shot, but open your ears Ashley. Black out the fear that is strangling your senses and really listen to the sounds around you.”29

Ashley closed his eyes, his breathing deep, heavy mimicking the rhythm of his shaking body.30

I stepped closer to him, resting my hands on his chest to feel the beating of his heart. I closed my own eyes dropping my hands to bring Ashley’s to my own chest. 31

I needed us to be together. I had to be calm. I did not have it in myself to panic. My body could not handle it. 32

I was weak not only from the outside, but as every moment passed on throwing my life into the fiery pit of destruction I was weakening inside to the point I did not care about what was happening to me or what was going to happen once I left the safety of my room.33

I wanted it to be over. I wanted it to rest. I wanted to lie in the dirt and cover myself over with the rich soil of darkness and pray that it would not take long to suffocate me, to take me away from this life.34

“Do you feel that,” I asked pushing myself closer into his body. “Do you hear everything around you?”35

Ashley nodded.36

He looked so tense.37

“Do you hear the sounds of the monster, falling to the depths of his fortune,” I asked in a deep, soothing voice, my fingers uncontrollably rotating small circles around his nipples, feeling the tension of his arousal as his body tightened with my soft caressing.38

“Breath with me Ashley,” I coaxed, “Feel everything around you, let your every sense come alive and know that you are safe inside these walls. Know that you will be safe inside the walls of the bathroom.”39

The blood rushed through my body. My heart beat slowed down, relaxed. Only to pick up in rhythm, feeling Ashley’s nipples harden against my fingertips.40

I let out a small moan, a purr. My body felt hot, my hands more than sweaty. 41

“Do you feel it?” I asked barely whispering.42

Ashley backed him-self against the wall, dropping his hands by his sides.43

I gripped onto his shirt as I shuffled towards him. My body now firmly pressed against his, my hands being the only thing between us. I brought them to his shoulders, tracing along the curves of his arms, slowly, keeping my eyes closed, but feeling his eyes on me. 44

“I want to take a shower with you,” Ashley said, his body unmoving. 45

I kept silent and still, not daring to open my eyes, while my body went into overload with mixed emotions and feelings. The sounds around be becoming dull, almost non existent as I drifted into the world of desire.46

Ashley leaned closer, pressing his body against my hard arousal. The tension of our sexual hunger not easing in the slightest as the hardness of our desires started burning the impulsive flames of uncontrollability.47

“I...” I struggled to breath. 48

Ashley’s lips touched mine cautiously, his fingers erratically trying to unbutton my skirt, while his tongue found its way towards my jugular.49

“Are you sure you want this?” I questioned, Ashley’s tongue burning against my skin, a hot iron ready to pierce away every inch of self control I had left of my sexuality.50

“You have no idea how long I have wanted this for Taint,” Ashley growled against my skin, his heated breath causing my erection to throb in agony against my straining pants. “You have no idea.”51

I tried to speak. I wanted to tell him to stop. I needed to tell him so much, let him know how long I had wanted this for. How long I had buried my feelings for him. Instead I kept my mouth closed, biting my tongue in an almost pleasurable manner.52

I submitted to him.53

There was no more fighting, no denying. I could not even deny him if I wanted to. I would never be able to lie. The evidence was straining against his; begging for his mercy. 54

Ashley wrapped his hand around my pants, gripping my now raging erection. 55

My eyes watered in satisfaction, his touch almost sending me of the edge. There was nothing I could say, no words could describe the way it felt. I only managed to let out a guttural groan of attitude as he began searching for a way inside my pants, his hands continuing to serve me his dosage of no mercy. 56

“You like that,” he asked his voice dropping an octave, while his tongue continues to work its way along the nape of my neck, every so often piercing the skin with his teeth.57

I nodded. Wrapping my hands around his hardness, my mouth frothing with the urgency to fall to my knees and take it as far back as I possibly could. I had to taste it. 58

I opened my eyes, wanting to see the look on his face when I fell to the floor. My senses were ignited. I could hear everything, feel everything.59

The unsteadiness of Ashley’s breathing, my own panting, moaning as he found my zipper, undoing it teasingly before pulling it back up; flashing a seducing, cheeky smile that caused my body to quiver with lust. 60

Ashley stopped, the smile leaving his face, returning to his familiar fearing frown.61

I listened closely, hearing the slamming of car doors and the sound of Treys engine warming up outside.62

I Moved away from Ashley, running to the window that overlooked the street below63

“Do you think that’s them,’ Ashley whispered.64

I listened carefully, knowing the sound of Treys engine enough to know that it was definitely them.65

“I think they are leaving,” I said turning my head to face Ashley.66

A few minutes in passed. I could hear my own heart pounding dangerously in my ears. 67

I turned my head towards the window once again, pressing my nose to the glass, watching as my mother pulled out of the driveway, into the street and drove around the corner towards town.68

I waited for what seemed to be a long while before turning back around to face Ashley.69

I nodded, walking towards him, smiling for a brief moment, my erection now semi-hard; my sense of control now returning. I nodded, walking towards him.70

Ashley scanned my face, searching for long awaited answers and reassurance that everything was going to be okay.71

“How do you feel about taking that shower?”72