Don’t Tell Me

It’s only my second one, but I may be in love with InMon Prompt.  This week, I choose “Don’t tell me.”

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He called her for the first time in a week.  Her heart beat faster when she saw his picture pop up on the caller ID.

“Can I see you today, baby?” he asked.

“Of course, honey!” she gushed. Why did she always gush like that?

“Be there in 10,” he replied, quietly.

She rushed around to get ready for his arrival.  She changed her bra to the push-up that showed off her cleavage.  This meant she had to change her top from the baggy t-shirt to something a little more revealing. Ahh, that pink tank top with the plunging neckline, perfect.  She stayed in her shorts because she knew they made her ass look great.  Spritzing herself with a candy-sweet perfume, she smiled to herself. She was ready for him, for whatever he wanted to do to her.

Her heart beat faster while she waited for him.  She missed him so much, all she wanted to do was throw her arms around him and hold on for dear life.

The doorbell rang.  She jumped up and clamored for the door.

“Come on in! I missed you so much! How was the traffic getting over here?  It’s been a while, is everything ok?” she exclaimed.

“It’s all good, baby,” he muttered.  He pulled her close and gave her a bruising kiss.  Her words caught in her throat as she wrapped her arms around him, clutching his neck.

His hands grabbed her breasts, squeezing and pinching.  A small squeak escaped from her lips.  Roughly, he yanked off her shirt and pushed down her bra so that her breasts came free.  His mouth came down on one nipple; he bit down, hard.  She shrieked loudly.

He stepped back and smirked at her.  She looked up at him in confusion.

“Do you want me to get undressed?” she asked, confused.  Normally, this was when she’d get naked for him.

“No, don’t.  I just came by to tell you that I met someone else,” he stated, coldly, looking into her eyes.

Tears welled up.  She couldn’t breathe.

“Please don’t tell me…,” she stammered.  “I, I can’t take it…”

He cut her off. “Don’t tell you what?  Did you really think that I was going to hook up with you again?  You’re annoying and clingy.”

He looked at her with a mixture of disgust and pity in his eyes.

“Don’t tell me you thought this was real,” he sneered.

She hung her head in shame.  Tears coursed down her cheeks.  Humiliation washed over her – he had never loved her.  He had never even liked her much.  She was just an easy lay.  She kept her head down until she heard him leave, the door clicking quietly behind him.  Then she crumpled to the floor, sobbing.