I'll be fine don't worry your pretty head, I assured my roommate Gwen as I walked her to the door.
I will always worry about you Aria, she responded.
I gave her a hug holding on for longer than needed, I will miss my mother hen of a roomate.
She pulls back and gives me a stern look, go back and see your therapist Aria. I am serious you need to get better.
I know you loved your father a whole lot and he means the world to you, I am not asking to forget him.
I am asking you to get better for him, would he be happy if he saw his beloved daughter in this state. Is that what he wanted for you?
Please go see her and try to get better, please hun.
Okay I promise, I respond in a low dejected voice, she is right papa won't want to see me in this state.
I need to get better, I can be this way forever.
I promise I will, I say again but this time more firm and resolved.
For tonight I will take the pill again, she gave me a satisfied smile and then hugged me once more before she headed and entered her uber.
I waved, watching her disappear.
Aria tried to not think about how much she was going to miss Gwen, she hadnt even been gone for five minutes and she was already missing her thinking of how lonely it would be.
Finally breaking through her internal monologue of dread, she took a very deep breath filling her lungs and headed back inside.
She headed upstairs and prepared a bubble bath, and set aside her fully charged rose toy.
She turned off the water in her now filled tub, added her scented bath bombs and lathered it out.
She set out the bottle of pills along side a glass of water before seductively undressing as though she was a stripper with an audience.
She wanted to have fun, she slipped into the tub, letting out a soft sigh shutting her eyes and savoring the moment of pure bliss.
Grabbing the bottle of pills, she pushed down and twisted the lid, when it opened, she peered inside at the tablets before dumping them into her hand as she searched for the other half of the one she took yesterday.
She then lifted it to her mouth placing it on her tongue and then quickly grabbed the glass of water gulping down to chase away the bitter taste.
Setting the glass on the floor, she picked up her phone to put on some ambient sounds. There were several text notifications, two from her Gwen already, ine read please do see your therapist my love I will call to find out if you showed up and please take the pills and sleep, but she didn't feel like answering them at the moment.
I had more pressing things to attend to, like pleasuring my self until I pass out.
So Instead, I went for the other item my beloved rose toy.
The rose vibrator was a powerful clit sucker that had brought her so much more pleasure and had done her more good than any therapy session thus far.
It helped with the anxiety, giving her something else to focus on for at least the hour that its battery lasted.
Flipping it on, she submerged it in the water between her thighs, resting her head back with a soft whimper as it found its target, sending a series of tremors through her willowy frame.
She sunk deeper into the water, her eyes fluttering shut and her legs spreading open moaning loudly.
Then it hit her, crashing down mercilessly what she would do for the pleasure to never end.
However you don't always get what you wish for, she felt light headed as though she would pass out, she was overwhelmed with stimulation, her body twitching aggressively and she took in labored breathes.
She sat there panting unable to collect her thoughts, shock held her still for a moment, and then…then , it was something else.
She couldn't move. Again. Not her arms, not her legs, nothing. Well, okay, not nothing.
She could move her eyes. The only thing she couldn't do with them was close them. It was… him, he was here again.
Again she realized the lights had been turned off, even though she could swear she left them on.
He was there again in the corner, then he uttered three word that wrapped around her life a warm blanket.
Relax my Queen, he said. Then he now materialized fully, his presence filling and warming up the room.
All I could do was just stare in silence unable to move even an inch, only just stare mesmerized at the sight infornt of me.
His skin was light burning coal, the red part, his glowing eyes staring at him as though he was looking into my soul and his horn dark curved and twisted.
His tail long and pointy at the end, he was smiling, and her thoughts were washed out by the sight.
His teeth were bright white, the tops sharper than those on the bottom, not overly large but not entirely human.
His tongue unfurled over"his thick bottom lip, reaching well beneath his chin even as it curled upward.
Her vision blurred beneath the welling of her tears, and she quickly tried to blink them away. He reached for her cheek, his palm hovering so close that she could feel the vibrant heat rolling off of him.
He never made contact though. Somehow, that felt worse.
"I'm nothing to be afraid of, Aria." A sigh. "Not anymore."
He moved like smoke, his edges unfocused even once she was able to rid her vision of tears.
He was massive, eclipsing every inch of the bathroom.
It hardly helped him in his cause, which was to say it didn't help at all. Relaxing was the last thing she was able to do. And yet…"
There was something about him, something that called to her, something that softened the initial shock of his appearance.
Something that made her want to believe him. And really, what choice did she have?
"I'll protect you from the bad things." His eyes were as vibrant as flames in the dark. "Just understand that you are mine."
She managed to whimper again, looking away from him. Or trying to. He hissed, not in an angry way but in a…soothing way?
"You are safer than you have ever been." Despite him whispering the words, his voice seemed to come from everywhere. "You have all the control here.
You just have to trust yourself. Trust yourself, and nothing can ever harm you again."
What did he mean? What was he talking about? How could that be true when she couldn't even fucking move!
He seemed to be reading her every thought, clicking his tongue as he moved closer to her.
Then he "face was no more than a few inches from hers, and the air in her lungs began to chill.
"I'll prove it to you." His breath ghosted over her lips. "You want me gone, just say the word."
What word! She screamed it at him in her mind, convinced he could hear it or read it or take an educated guess of it.
She continued to scream it until he smiled again, this time with a look of sympathy. Then, a word.
He didn't say it. He didn't say anything else. But it flashed across her conscious mind, there and then gone in the blink of an eye.
Not that she could count it that way. She chased it nonetheless, grasping it between her teeth for only a moment.
Her eyes screwed shut, her lungs filling with air, and then she was moving all at once.
She fell out of the tub, yanking a towel down from the rack with her before using the sink to help her up.
The light was on again. Or it had always been on. She checked the room nonetheless. It all felt too real to be a dream. He, whoever he was, felt too real.