I'm pretty sure I've been in this shower, in silence, for what felt like thirty minutes. I cried a good bit since I washed my makeup off and I just let the hot water console me. I bathed when I first stepped foot in it but I couldn't bring myself to leave and go outside that door. Even though I knew I'd have to at some point.

I turned the shower off and grabbed my towel, wrapping myself in it. I took my dress and put it in the laundry basket.

I took a deep breath and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were puffy but there was nothing I could do about that. I finally opened the bathroom door to leave.

I saw Eli sitting on his bed, facing me, and before I could speak he'd gotten up and walked to me then pulled me to him and slammed his lips against mine. He held my face in his hands and the kiss was eager and hungry.

"I love you." he claimed when he stopped our kiss and looked me into my eyes. "I'm in love with you." he said and my heart felt like it was punched back to life.

"I didn't answer not because I don't love you but because I didn't know if you loved me. And if you didn't I wouldn't know how to cope. But if I don't love you as much as you love me then it's more than that."

I kissed him again.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and he lifted me by my waist and wrapped my legs around him.

He loves me.

He said he loves me.

This time the tears were happy.

He gently laid me onto the bed and got on top of me. My towel came undone and he opened it all the way.

He trailed kisses and hickeys all the way down my body while his hands explored.

He kissed and admired my body more than usual and it made me feel so pretty.

His lips left my stomach and came back up to mine while his fingers found my sweet spot.

"Damn, baby." he said as he slid his fingers in then kissed me again. "You're excited, aren't you?" he chuckled and kissed me again.

His fingers pumped inside of me slowly as he slid his tongue into the kiss.

I accidentally began whining for more and pleasing myself on his fingers.

He laughed a little at my neediness. "You want more?"

I nodded.

"Say please." he instructed and began kissing down my neck, he even slowed down the pace of his fingers to make me more frustrated.

"Please..." I begged.

He stood up and removed his fingers then unbuckled his belt.

He pulled out his length and pressed it against my entrance then leaned back down and kissed me once again. Right when I returned the favor he slid himself in and I moaned on his lips.

"There you go, pretty girl." He began speeding up. "Let me love you."

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We'd been at it for a while and then the doorbell rang.

My heart raced in embarrassment as I wondered who it could be.

"Did I forget to mention my father was coming to drop something off?"

My eyes widened.

'YES?!'

I heard the door open. "ELIJAH!" His father called.

'THE MOTHERFUCKER HAS A KEY?!'

He smirked. "Looks like we're gonna have to speed this along." He put a hand over my mouth and began pounding in forcefully and quickly.

I had whimpers and whines bouncing off of his hand.

"ELIJAH!" His father called again.

"GIVE ME A MINUTE!" Eli shouted back. "I love you." he told me again.

Now wasn't the time but I could hear him say those three words forever.

I placed my hand on his stomach to try and slow him down. "No no no, we're gonna keep going until you finish on my dick like the good little slut I trained you to be. He can wait." Eli said and kept going with the same speed.

"You think he can hear how hard I'm fucking you?" he asked with a smirk and I became embarrassed because what if he could...

I was about to finish when he removed his hand and did one hard thrust that resulted in both of us finishing and a moan from me that turned into frantic whimpers.

"Naughty girl, you were supposed to stay quiet." he smiled.

I covered my face with my hands as he pulled out and fixed his pants back.

"I'll be back." he said and moved my hands to kiss me again.

He left his room and closed the door and I sat up and wrapped myself back in my towel.

'I wonder what they're gonna talk about...'

I got out of the bed but my legs felt like noodles so I just got on the floor on my hands and knees and crawled to the door then pressed my ear against it.

"Happy birthday." His dad said it so cold.

"All right. Is that all?"

"Are you trying to kick out your own father?"

"Is that what you took it as?"

"That's what it sounds like."

"Sounded like I asked if that was all. You threw that other shit in there."

"Watch your mouth, boy."

"I'm an adult. You're a fossil. In all your 99 years of living you never heard a swear word before?"

They can't get more than two words out without insulting or offending each other.

"How's my mother?"

"Fine, she's hosting a celebration for the Fourth of July, you should attend."

"Is that your invite or my mother's?"

"Does it really matter, Elijah?"

"It does so I can figure out if I'm going or not."

"It was your mother's."

"Then I'll see you there."

"How kind of you."

I could feel the sarcasm.

"Are you done?"

"Elijah, I paid for this house, I'd prefer it if you respected me in it."

"I don't respect you in your own house. Let alone mine."

My mouth fell open in shock.

"I'll see you on the fourth." said his father and I heard the tapping of expensive shoes across Eli's floor and the front door opened and closed.

I sat in disbelief on the floor at the conversation.

The bedroom door opened.

I looked up and saw him looking down at me.

"Hi?" he chuckled.

"Hi." I replied while looking up at him.

He squat down in front of me.

"Were you listening in on my conversation?" he asked.

"No..."

"Are you lying?"

"Yes..."

His tongue clicked. "Didn't we discuss lying?"

"I'm sorry."

"You know what that means, don't you?" He stood up and looked down at me.

I looked at the floor and fiddled with my fingers.

"Look at me." he demanded and I looked up.

"Open your mouth, love."