Chapter 5 - my man ~ chapter 5

"No! Are you out of your mind?" I screamed. He said:" Why? Why don't you want me?" " I'm not ready.." "Ready for what? How old are you?" "I'm 19..." "Are you trying to say that you are virgin?" "Guess so?" "Why can't you just say how things are? It would be a lot of easier to both of us." Then he left, got milk shake, gave it to me and closer door behind him when he left me alone.
I felt tear on my cheek. I slowly toke milk shake and drank it in bath. I was afraid, sad and stupid. Now I got that man angry, and I can only trust that he will stay call next time we see. I know I'must dissapointment to him. Why didn't he want me? Me of the all girls in the world? I'm not special.
After bath I got dressed. I need to face him. I opened door and went to kitchen. I washed milk shake bottle and put it away. Then I had to make choice. Face him in bed room or go to living room. I could sleep on couch this night.
After few hours I heard him walk to living room. I didn't want to make any voice, so i just lied on couch and pretended I was sleeping. He raised me a little, went to couch and put tv on. There I was, pretending to sleep, my head on his legs while he played with my hair care full, so he won't wake me up. It felt exactly the same way than how my Mom dis it when I was little. A tear run away From my eyeyes, fell to his leg from my cheek, but luckily he didn't notice it. I feel very drowsy, because his touch was sensitive this time, but I didn't dare to sleep. So I'must not sureality am I sleeping or not, when I feel his arms around me when he carry me to bed.
It's so cold in here, I think. But somewhere here must be something warm. I move closer to it, make myself comfortable on this nice pillow of mine.
The next morning I wake up, but don't want to open my eyes yet. I must lean to wall, I think when I feel something soft, warm and perfectly maching with my body. But what kind of wall is that? Why there is wall in the bed? I turn around to see that I was leaning to him. He must be still sleeping. I watch his face. He is about 25 years old. He look so young while sleeping. Should I stay or not? Maybe it will wake him up if I try to leave this bed. I keep being close to him. Its fine for me, as long as he don't try to have sex with me.
"Good morning my girl. Lets go get you a huge breakfast!" He say.