~ Los Angeles, Corey's apartnt ~
Earlier that day, while Masika and Zack were enjoying their first breakfast as a couple at the Cliffside Villa, in Corey's apartnt, rve was sitting in the living room of Corey's apartnt and nervously playing with her fingers.
On the previous night, Corey stayed at the Cliffside Villa after Masika's birthday celebration. Today, just like they planned, Corey and rve t in the morning for a run, they had breakfast together in the bustling dining room with many other kids from the Cliffside Villa, and now they are in Corey's apartnt.
When they arrived, Corey showed rve around and told her to make herself at ho while he freshens up and changes.
Currently, rve is painfully aware that they are alone. Just Corey and she and no one else. And she is nervous.
rve almost jumped out of her skin when Corey hopped over the backrest of the sofa and sat next to her.
"Sorry for startling you." Corey said with a big smile on his face. He is happy that he gets to spend the day with rve.
"Are you OK?" Corey asked when he noticed that sothing is off with rve.
"Yeah, why?"
"You seem… tense." Corey voiced his observation.
"What is there to be tense about?" rve spoke quickly because she was nervous. "It's just the two of us. In your apartnt. No one else. Why would I be tense?"
Corey's face exploded into a smile. "You are tense because it's just the two of us? Why? Are you having… naughty thoughts?"
"No." rve lied. In the next mont, she realized that her intense blush is exposing her lie, but it was too late to take it back.
Corey loves how rve blushes easily. And she had no idea how that makes her several tis cuter.
"Sohow…" Corey inched closer. "I don't believe you…"
rve's eyes widened more the closer Corey ca, and she inhaled sharply when his lips brushed against hers.
"I like you, rve…" Corey whispered into her lips. "No matter if we are alone or in a crowd, I will never do anything that you don't approve of."
Corey's words made rve relax. Her arms moved around Corey and she responded to his kisses eagerly.
Little by little, the air around them beca heady and they fell on the sofa with rve on the bottom.
Corey's palms moved over the sides of her torso and his thumbs lightly grazed the outer sides of her breasts with the purpose of gauging if she will let him do it or not. And she didn't object.
Corey got bolder. His body pressed on top of hers and with his knees he spread her legs apart while his right hand reached for her left leg, lifting it slightly so that he can get better access to the cradle of her thighs.
rve felt him grinding against her core and unexpectedly her sweet and lustful thoughts about Corey got invaded by images of her father hitting her and pushing her on the kitchen table. She panicked. What if Corey finds out that she is not a virgin? What will he think of her? She needs to stop this before it goes any further!
"No!" rve scread and pushed Corey off from her.
Corey scrambled off and he was surprised that rve leaped off from the sofa and went to the corner where she squatted and hugged herself.
Corey could see that rve is in distress. He wondered if she gave him any hints that she is uncomfortable and that he should stop, but he missed them because he got carried away.
"I'm sorry rve. I won't do it again." Corey said anxiously while scolding himself silently. This was supposed to be their day, just the two of them enjoying, and he ssed it up. Big ti.
rve rembered that Sarah and JoAnna offered her counseling for victims of abuse, but rve refused. rve said that she is fine and that she does not need it and she convinced herself how what happened that day was not important. And now she knows that she was wrong. Those horrid mories of her father from the day she returned ho didn't disappear, they were waiting for the right mont to co out and spoil her happiness. And more dreadful than mories are the consequences of that terrible day and the fact that she sees herself as soone dirty… soone not worthy to be with an amazing guy like Corey.
rve looked at Corey's concerned expression and she was not aware that tears rolled down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Corey…" rve said weakly. "You did nothing wrong. It's ."
Corey was not sure if he should believe her. If it's not him, who could be? But she is talking, and he found that encouraging.
Corey slowly approached rve and squatted one step away from her. He wiped her tears with his fingers before asking: "Will you tell what happened?"
rve nodded and took a deep breath before she started talking: "I never told you the details on how I ended up with Sarah and Aiden. You see… I was born in Turkey, in a small rural village where the man of the house decides on everything and for my family, that was my father…" She told him about her childhood which was dominated by her father, how she got kidnapped, rescued, and returned ho, only to need another rescue. "I thought that they will welco ho, but… He hurt ." rve dissolved into sobs.
Corey hugged rve. "It's OK. You don't need to tell more. I understand."
rve felt drained of energy, and she was embarrassed to talk about what her father did, but she also knew that if she does not say it now, she never will. And she wants Corey to know things about her, good and bad.
At that ti, rve didn't know what her father did. She only knew that he hurt her and that there was blood. But after learning about bodies and how things work, she knows what happened, and she can't be with a man without explaining the lack of blood on their first night. Would anyone believe her, or will they think that she is a loose girl?
rve cos from a background where premarital sex is out of the question, and she does not want her husband to find out on their wedding night that she is not a virgin. Of course, during the last three years, her views expanded, and she knows that many young couples get intimate before marriage, but she still believes that n value virginity and she lost hers even though she was never with a man.
rve took a deep breath and pushed Corey away. She looked into his eyes. "No, Corey, you don't understand. When I got ho, the only thing my father was concerned about was if I am still pure or if kidnappers had their way with . He pinned on the kitchen table, ripped my panties, and… used a rolling pin. There was blood, but instead of feeling guilt for what he did, he started unbuttoning his pants. He said that since I'm not pure anymore, it does not matter how it happened and he wanted to get a go at …"
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