Heartless : Part 1

100% fiction

It's another rainning night and I'm laying under my bed trying to block the screams. I glance up at the walls and all I see is blood dripping towards the floor. I crawl from under the bed and run into the hall. There I see my mom unconscious.

I wake up screaming surrounded by silence and darkness. I turn on the lamp next to my bed and glance around, but no one is there. It was all a dream, not a dream but a bad memory. A memory of a life I want to forget, but can't seem to escape. I'm Jacob, 19 years old, 5'6 and mixed white and black.

As you can tell I come from an abusive home, but I ran away when I was 18 years old. I couldn't take it any more, seeing my mom get knocked around, or how my dad would talk us down and beat us until we bleed screaming for mercy. I ran away, and fell in love at 18 with my current boyfriend. My boyfriend is 19, 6'1 and latino, but worst of all he a drug dealer.

I'm home alone while he out running around in the streets. My boyfriend reminds me of my dad so much because he abusive, cheats, and doesn't care about me at all. Well he does care, but he doesn't like to express it to much. I found him cheating with all kinds of sluts guys and girls, but yet I still stay. There no where for me to go, but he an amazing guy. He can be so sweet, helpful, caring, and he takes good care of me. I guess his actions are all apart of his gangster mentality. I close my eyes and go back to sleep while I dream about his sexy smile.

I was awaken by a loud crash, and I slowly got up creeping into the kitchen.
"DAMMIT!"
It was my boyfriend Rob. "What the fuck are you doing" I screamed at him.

"Oh baby I am sorry if I woke you. How you been? Did you sleep well? Did anyone bother you last night?" He rambled on.
"What's with all the damn questions. I am fine, slept fine, and no nobody stopped by." I spoke as I turned around and headed to the room with him behind me.
"Well last night I got a lot of money. I got into a big fight last night, and your hubby is sore all over." He spoke asking for a message, but I knew he was full of shit.
"Oh your were flirting with some guy's girlfriend and he tried to beat your ass." I spoke as I sat on the bed with tears in my eyes.

He didn't say anything because I was right. His expression went blank then mad as hell."WHAT! You think I would cheat on you thats crazy baby." He spoke with such certainty.
"Fuck you! I'm leaving and never coming back." I said as I got up and walked to the door.

Rob grabbed my arm, then grabbed my throat and smashed me into the wall. His eyes were turning red, and it scared me.He ripped off my shirt and pulled off my red shorts. He kissed my lips while releasing his grip on my neck. He moved my hand onto his hardening cock. He moved his lips to my ear and whispered in my ear, "Baby how could you say that to me. We been together for 2 and a half years. We been through the good and bad together."

He was right, but at the same time I knew he was full of crap. I believed under his hard gangster attitude he did love me. Being raised to be a straight man, who was taught not to show emotion and being strong makes you man. It was hard for him which I knew since we meet living on the streets running away from our problems. I wanted to leave him but he is all I ever known, and the only one who actually cared about me even if that meant putting his life on the line.

I could tell he was really horny, and I felt his harden dick rubbing between my legs. He kissed me more roughly, and then he put his lips on my neck sucking on it. He paused, and whispered into my ear,"Baby I am sorry. I love you so much, no more cheating or trying to cheat on you. But I'm starting to realize your all I got, and the only one who have been with me thru the good and bad."

His lips moved gently over my neck stopping to suck on it every now and then leaving a hickey. I pushed him on the bed, and climbed on top of him removing his shirt. I rubbed my hands over his chest, nibbles, and strong tone abs. I unbuttoned his black jeans and pulled them down with his black underwear. His cock was standing tall like a flag pole. I started jacking his 12 inch cock slowly up and down. I got between his legs and started licking his cock like a ice cream pop. I swirled my tongue around the tip of his cock and licked down to the base.

He started to shake and pushed me down onto his big cock. He face fucked me. I took his cock out my mouth, and stood up teasing him. I danced slowly, and dropped to the floor, turned around, and came up bending over. He started furiously jacking his cock while he was I could see precum gathering at the tip of his cock.

He got up, grabbed with his strong musclar sexy arms, turned me around, picked me up and slide his 12 inch cock deep into my asshole. He pushed me into the wall, and I wrapped my legs around him. He pounded my asshole, pulling out and ramming deep back into my asshole.

He pulled out and bent me over the bed, and started fucking the shit out of me. I was in so much pain, yet I was in heaven being fucked by the man I love. As he came, he pulled my hair. When he finished cumming he collapse beside me and fell asleep.

I got up, and headed into the shower. I got out the shower and stared at my reflection. My reflection showed my light green eyes, short curly black hair. It was like looking at a stranger. I was attractive, but I don't think I am. I been put down so much about my looks, attitude, behavior, and the guys I hungout with to the point I felt I wasn't worth anything, but Rob came into my life making feel like I was necessary to him.

When I got out the bathroom, I put on a pair of Rob's shorts and a white shirt. I layed in bed, waking Rob up. He gave me his sexy smile, showing all his white teeth. I stared at him, his black spikey hair, and hazel eyes. He scooted closer to me and wrapped me in his arms. Making me feel necessary to him and we drifted off to sleep...

*Hope you enjoy! Please review. On the next part the anger, drama, lies, and sex heat up.