C9 Captive

I’m happy. I’m really happy. My apartment doesn’t feel gloomy anymore. I smile regularly. I got optimistic. But that soon pulverized down when he all of a sudden asked me to have a serious discussion with him. I don’t know what to do at first since he might want to end what we have and I'm scared.

“I like you, Natasha.”

I didn’t say anything when he confessed his feelings to me. I know to I have a crush on him but I kept it to myself since I don’t want to demolish our friendship. We’ve been hanging out for the past month and now that he also feels the same way, my mind went blank.

“But! It’s okay if you don’t like me. I don’t want to ruin what our-”

“I like you too, Nathan.”

“W-what?” his eyes suddenly widen in shock. I nodded my head and let out a warm, but lovely, smile to him.

“Yes.”

He went to me and embrace me firmly. Soon afterwards we went out again, but this time, it’s more than friends. I was nervous. I really don’t have any thought how this day will go. But at that point, each time I look at his staggering eyes, those escalated eyes that can make each woman’s knees frail, including mine, I feel confident. That, I can do anything without the feeling of humiliation.

“Nathan…”

We’re hanging out inside his room. His parents are not home and it’s just the two of us. When he look at my way, his jaw drop and his eyes roamed around my body. I saw his adam's apple bobbed up and down. He looks nervous as I am.

“Are you sure?” he asked as he took a step. I didn’t say anything as I just keep on looking on the ground. I felt him touching my chin and carefully lifted my face up so that he can look into my eyes.

“Don’t be scared. I’ll be gentle.”

I smiled, the uneasiness was gone. He leaned forward to my face and that’s when the enchantment started. His kisses are sending electricity throughout my entire system. I can feel our soul lighting. I gasped and breathed intensely as he gradually pushed me down my bed. I wrapped my legs around his torso as I felt the warm of my stomach. This is my first time so I’m a little nervous.

He caressed my hair and pushed some strands of it away my face to look at my eyes. He let out a sudective smile. I want to bite his lips but I restrained myself.

“Are you ready?”

I didn’t say anything at first as I just bit my bottom lip, considering of this. But we’re here now and I can’t back out. I know he’s excited as I am but I’m worried to get pregnant. He must’ve read what I am thinking since he leaned forward to my lips then bit it. I let out a groan because of how fucking hot he did it.

“Don’t worry, it hurts at first but the pain will go away.”

He forcefully spread my legs apart making me yell. I can feel the wind brushing on my skin. I quietly swallow as I brought down my gaze on his lower body. I let out a cursed when I saw how huge he was. Can that thing fit inside?

He stroke it gently while letting a grunt, as if he’s enjoying what he’s doing. When he’s satisfied enough, he rub it on my entrance. I closed my eyes firmly as he went in steadily. When he’s completely inside, that’s when the pain started.

“Shhh…” he thrust a little while nibbling my nipples. I don’t know where should I turn my attention to. To my core that’s in discomfort because of how huge his thing is or to my tits he’s playing. Either way, both are pleasurable and I’m going crazy.

“Look at me, Natasha.”

He choked me as he said this. I slowly open my eyes to meet him. His lips are separated slightly and his face is reddish. Even though I can’t see myself, I know I look like a mess underneath him.

“I’m losing control, I’m sorry...”

Before I could say something he let go of my breast and he hold both of my legs. He rested them on his shoulder and he went deeper and faster, making my inner parts did a summerset. I’m groaning like an insane person, near to shouting for mercy for him to calm down, but he didn’t listen to me. He thrust a few more before he let out his thing, stroke it up and down fast on my belly before exploding.

“Fuck…” he cursed sexily before he fell on my top. We were both breathing intensely, as if we did a marathon. I felt him kissing my shoulder.

“I love you.”

My heartbeat quickened when he mentioned these words. He said the word. It's actually my first time hearing it from someone. I bit my lip as my eyes begun to splashed in tears. He freeze when he saw I’m crying because of my emotions that are blending.

“H-hey, what’s wrong? Did I do something?” his deep baritone voice are laced with so much concern as he held my hand and kiss the back of it.

I shake my head and smiled at him.

“Words can not portray how genuinely happy I am, Nathan. Ever since you came to my life there are no such days that made me upset. It’s my most noteworthy decision ever to grant this thing a chance because if not, I maybe still alone hoping for somebody to spare me from my misery.”

He didn’t say anything as he grasp me firmly and kiss the side of my head. I closed my eyes as I feel our heart beating in sync. We remained in our position for how many minutes, just feeling each other’s presence and meeting one’s soul.

When the holidays came, Nathan texted me to spend his time with his family first. He wanted me to come, but I didn’t let him as I wanted him to have quality time with them. Other than that, I’ve been with him for almost two months. There are no days we didn’t see each other and this time, and I want this moment for him to be alone with them.

I just did my thing. I marathon a movie, read a few books, or attempt some diverse hairdo. Ever since I started dating Nathan, I became anxious about my appearance. It’s not that he’s constraining me to change. He loves me the way I am right now. I just want to look better for myself. Also, the guy I’m dating looks like a god.

I didn’t realize it was night. I ran to my phone to see if he had texted me, but I hadn’t gotten a reply from him. I expected he would be busy, so I dozed off to sleep. I excitedly opened my phone again the following morning, hoping he had a morning message for me, but I received nothing. Well, that’s peculiar. He always send me long sweet messages. Or perhaps, he isn’t using his phone?

I got up and prepared myself for school. While walking on the street, I kept looking at my phone, checking each time but to no avail. I hurled a deep sigh and just went straight to my subject class, which is ethics.

I didn’t listen as I kept looking at the chair before me. I was diverted that even when our professor called my last name, I didn’t even bother replying as I didn’t know the answer. I was mortified.

When class ended, I opened my phone and attempted to call him, but his phone didn’t have any signal. I’m beginning to get worried. I planned to go to his house, but I had my night shift. So, I don’t have any other choice but to work while looking nowhere as my mind is flying elsewhere.

“Miss? Miss!”

I nearly jumped in shock when somebody snapped right in front of my face. When I got back from reality, that’s when I saw a client crossing her arms, eyes are wrinkled in irritation, holding up for me.

“Oh! Ahm…” I look down to see what she brought. I let out a snort then look at her.

“That would be five point seventy-five.”

He gave me her money. Before she could go, she pointed her two fingers at me, giving me a threatening look.

“Next time, pay attention to your job. Your manager might hear about this.”

I didn’t say anything as I just adherent her to the exit. When she’s gone, I almost slap myself in dissatisfaction. I need to get a hold of myself. I knew the reason why I was acting like my brain had just called out of its cage, but I couldn’t halt myself from overthinking things.

What if he jettisoned me? What if he just used my body? My mind is murdering me, and my vision is getting blurry. I shook away the tears that were forming. It’s been days since I last saw him. The last moment we had was when he took my virginity. After that, I never heard a single soul from him.

“We’re reporting live for a missing boy that has been nowhere to be found for days. The school organization is taking action as he was last seen in Horizon Valley University.”

I looked up from the television, and my heart stopped beating for a second when I saw who the reporter was talking about. From here, I saw Nathan’s face flashed within the news with a giant letter showed up on the screen written “MISSING” in conjunction with our school’s background. A few of our teachers are talking about doing an interview, and a few of his friends got ask where they last saw him.

Oh god. This can’t be. My boyfriend is missing?!

Worried crawled in my system as the sudden news besieged the whole city of Nathan went missing along with his parents. I didn’t go to school for days. A few reporters knew about me, and I didn’t even bother answering their questions as I wail every night thinking of him. Mrs. Johnson knows what happened. That’s why she didn’t let the reporters invade my privacy.

I was a mess. I can feel the stress, the sack beneath my eyes, and the uneasiness. I don't know what to think and feel any longer. I looked at my phone, anticipating an answer from him, even though I knew his name wouldn't appear up. I have been absent from school for an entire week now.

“You okay, honey? You should try going to school. It may somehow help you to unwind.”

Maybe, Mrs. Johnson is right. She's right here beside me, caressing my back. I hug her tight before pushing myself to do something. This is not the life I wanted. I have to keep going even though my heart is ripping into pieces.

When I set my foot on the school, I felt the heaviness of my emotions. I bit my bottom lip, attempting my best not to cry as recollections with Nathan surged through my entire nerves. The thought of him still hurts like an arrow made its way to my crushed heart.

I just maintained my attention on the ground, not even minding the whispers from the other students. However, something caught my attention when I saw a familiar figure walk past me. I slowly lookup. My heart skipped a beat, and my jaw almost hit the ground when I saw who it was.

“N-nathan?”

He’s alive!