Used While I Pretend To Sleep Novels & Stories

He just doesn't want to let me know. I heard footsteps and I knew he was coming. I tried to stop my heart from beating fast but I cannot help it. The excitement that I felt made me want to pretend that I am sleeping so that is what I did. I faced the wall and closed my eyes. I pretend that I am sleeping. I heard the doorknob slowly turning and the door slowly opening. He went inside and walked near me. He sat beside me. I can hear his breathing. I know he is looking at me while I am pretending to be sleeping. He took my blanket and wrapped it around me. I remember he said that he didn't want me to be cold. That is why he put a blanket on me. Thinking that I am really sleeping. He looked at m

I want to sleep and not think about anything. I lay here sleeplessly and it reminds me of how my nights would be when Adam and I are apart. I shift and roll and turn and groan, but nothing seems to help. It's not my body denying to function; I am simply not tired. A little later, Adam returns and I pretend to be asleep. He climbs into bed and asks, "Why are you still awake?" I move to him and get in my usual sleeping position since he's aware. "I'll fall asleep now," I say quietly. I always fall asleep when Adam is here.

I hate everyone and everything right now. "Please, get some sleep. I don't care if you need to drink until you pass out Puddin, you need to have had sleep before tomorrow." Nodding I watch as he walks out. My eyes closing as I try sleep but fail. I keep my eyes closed, every now and then I hear him walk upstairs and check, I pretend to be asleep, how anyone can expect me to sleep is just crazy I watch as the sun comes up. Getting up I get ready and walk downstairs.

I made slight noises to be sure that he was deep in his sleep and once I confirmed this, I jumped out of the bed. Unfortunately, I fell to the ground with a thud and that made him to stir in his sleep. His eyes opened slightly and my heart flew. At that, I had to pretend that I was about to use the bathroom, even if I never planned to. Once I was done with it, I returned to the bed and pretended to ge asleep, while hoping that he would return to his deep slumber in no time. Some minutes later, he was snoring lightly and that was a major evidence that he had dozed off.

I laid back down in no instant, closing my eyes to pretend I was still asleep. If it were on any other day, I failed terribly at pretending to sleep or had never worked for anyone not even my father "Mmm," one of the men holding the girl motioned to the other to nudge at me to see if I was sleeping or just pretending. He kicked my back and I winced softly in pain, acting completely numb would mean I was pretending. Moaning softly and shifting unconsciously to find a more comfortable place to sprawl down on, the men believed my pretense and carried the lady away.

I wave, leaving for my bedroom. I ready all the utensils for my part. I decide against the vibrator and suggested orgasm, as the two of them will probably be in the living room or kitchen just outside my door for my part. I slip off my shorts and underwear, placing them on the corner chair. I open my door a crack and slip under the sheet. I turn on my ‘Heavy’ playlist, deciding I need to mean business on this attempt. I’m singing Fake It with Seether when Kennedy peeks her head in.

I don’t want that, so my best bet is to pretend that everything is okay… for now. My eyelids fluttered shut, but sleep was the furthest thing from my mind. Heart hammering, I lay perfectly still in the king-sized bed that had once felt like a throne but now trapped me like a cage. Felix's breathing was steady beside me, deep and rhythmic, his arm slung possessively over my waist even in sleep. The clock on the nightstand glowed 2:17 AM, each digital tick a countdown to my freedom, or my doom. I had to pretend to be asleep just so Felix could think everything was okay. One wrong move, one twitch, and he'd wake. His eyes would snap open, sharp as knives, and the questions would start.

He looks happy. I excuse myself and retreat to the bedroom under the guise of being sleepy. The weight of my choices and lies weighs down on me. I slip into bed, looking at the ceiling. God, I need a plan. I cannot see how this works out well for me. As soon as I hear him enter the room, I close my eyes and pretend to be asleep. I can feel him getting into bed. I hate this tension. I am hoping that things will get better, but only time will tell.

I walked away from the door quickly flipping through my phone; It was 12:36 pm; going to my room possibly to sleep for a while. I connected my headphones to my phone playing a song or two fromAll Time Lowto distract myself and fall into a deep sleep. Knock Knock knock. I growled. Knock Knock knock. "Let us sleep!" she squeaked sleepily. Knock Knock knock! “Fuck, you can't rest even in your own house anymore.” I muttered, getting up vaguely from the bed, pouting to get away from her, I annihilated the door with my eyes, eliminating any trace of the tender pout by pursing my lips.

At the realization of what I had done, I knew I had gone overboard. Rather than admit what I had done, what I did next surprised me. I didn't know I could act like that! " Hmnnn… hmmmm…" I said scratching my head pretending to be sleep talking and wasn't aware of my surrounding. After I had done that, I pretended to go back to sleep while muttering rubbish I myself didn't understand. I could see Greg confused at what just happened. I smiled under the duvet and was embarrassed at same time.