Payton
Greyson carried me up the stairs so fast and slammed his door behind us.
“Why so fast, Beast?”
“ I am worried you will change your mind."
“ I still can."
“ Nope," and he slammed his lips on mine, his one hand roaming my body.
“I love the feel of your body. I will never forget it."
He started kissing my neck, but when he said those words, I sort of froze. The last time he touched me like this was not pleasant.
“ Beauty, are you alright?” He asks
“ NO, stop, please get off me."
He sat up fast and moved to the side of the bed.
“ What is wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“ Yes, you hurt me, over and over for days, I said.
“ Oh god," Greyson got off the bed, pulling at his hair and pacing the room.
“God, Payton, it was 16 years ago. I have apologized for months. I take responsibility
