"Are you alright? Why are you crying?" I quickly caught hold of the tears that feel from the corners of my eyes. It was only at his words did I realize I had been crying.
"Nothing." I said quickly hoping he wouldn't ask further.
But before I could escape from him, he pulled me to himself swiftly closing the gap between us as he now sat on the table. One hand on my waist and another tracing the tears on my eyes as he trapped me between his thighs.
My body stiffened at his action. It not the first time he's touching me so I shouldn't feel this way but everytime he tries to touch me feels fresh just like the first time he did. I don't think I'll ever get used to his hands on my body.
My eyes fluctuated between him and every other thing in the room as I tried avoiding his gaze.