Grace- I hate how my body responds to his touch; I hate how my nipples are poking out even though he’s doing nothing but sleeping soundly beside me. I push him away, as gentle as I could, not because I care for him but because I don’t want to listen his voice first thing in the morning. The same voice which makes me weak from my bones to flesh, and something takes over me, something which is not sane,not virtuous,not alive. I look at my naked body bruised with his marks, every inch of my skin has turned into purple and yellow bruises. No one would believe me a human did this to me but again, he’s a monster. My wounds don’t hurt, they never did but my soul does. I stand on my toes walking out of his room like Tom from Tom & Jerry. The cartoon I loved as a kid, I’m still a kid but it just doesn’t feel like it anymore. An insolent bastard of a cat chases the innocent mouse, and it’s so fucking funny to realize that I was that mouse all along I used to laugh at. The mouse who’s

Grace- I mouth a huge asshole to him and he responds with a huge smirk. He gets off of my body, his eyes looking at nothing but the hole between my parted legs. “I’ll teach you something… and in return you’ll moan my name… correctly I may add.” His mind is thinking of something devilish. ‘What if I don’t want to learn?’ I want to say but I know nothing will change, he’ll do whatever he wants anyway. He places his ass before me, guiding my hands towards my pussy dripping juices. “Touch it…” he orders, and directs my hands over my clit. “Rub it… nice… and… slow.” He whispers biting his lower lip as I obey him. My forefinger encircling around my clit and I shiver from the feels. His hands above mine, his filthy eyes watching me do dirty things to my own body. “Say it…” he whispers pressing my hands firmly. “Levi…” I cry from the pleasure, not having the energy to fight him at the moment. “Shove them inside, angel.” He is not ordering, his voice comes out horny, like he’s barely h

Grace- Get out of my head, I should’ve said no, why didn’t I move? I couldn’t move, fuck me… It’s me, Grace Rue. A girl with problems, the only thing I’m allowed to marry, I don’t deserve a man, especially one like Phoenix. He's doing things, he’s maybe cast a certain spell inside my veins that’s luring me inside his trap, a rather beautiful one. There’s Archie, who says he loves me but wants my body, there’s Levi, who wants my body but doesn’t fuck me, and then there’s Phoenix, who doesn’t fuck me but loves me. What kind on oblivious cycle is it? I roam around, just to come back to the very point I started from. Make me yours his eyes wanting to suck those nightmares out of me. His hands cupping my face, gently brushing all my dreads away, I failed to figure out my move and gave in. I didn’t say a thing but I'm sure he took my silence as a yes. A fucking huge assed yes. Maybe my eyes showed him what my mouth couldn’t speak, because he told me what they couldn’t tell.What the

Grace- “Phoenix…” I gasped in between, none of us wanting to part slash ruin slash destroy, this beautiful time. “Say it again…” he whispered under his breath, his hands touching the tissue beneath my skin. “What?”“My name…” “Oh you mean… PhOeNiXy?” I chuckled in a low voice teasing him. His gaze buried on me, carving something called a smile out. “So, you like making jokes?” he led me to the bed and thumped our body on it. His hands squirming on my frame and I felt an insane need to laugh. “Will you tease me again?” his eyes bright, beaming with happiness. His words full of love, melting my heart and I let my guard down. I let it down, only before him. A slight giggle escaping from my mouth, an uncertainty of happiness taking over. How long will it last? A few days, minutes, seconds or… until he dies? Because of me. “Gracie… you’re smile is beautiful…” his hands stopped, his eyes stopped, I believe my heart stopped as well. “You’re a miracle Grace… you’re my miracle.” He

Grace- I haven't seen Phoenix for days, it’s like he has vanished into thin air. Even the finest line of my body is screaming that he’s gone, but my heart doesn’t want to listen. As if waiting for him would change anything, he left, for good. Maybe I sent him far away, where he’s better off without me. But my heart aches, every time I look at my door, there’s nothing but emptiness. And our happy place is giving me sorrows, I’ve never felt this lonely before. I never really needed people in my life, but ever since he entered in it, filling that void, and now that he’s gone, I'm realizing how much I needed it, how much I need him. He gave me twice the void I had before, he gave me pain to go through it alone and while I thought I’ll have him by my side no matter, I'm standing here,alone,and the worst part is,I can’t even blame him. Levi hadn’t touched me since that night, that little moment of sorry, he said if sorry had a meaning, but even if it had, would he know it? Would h