[Will You?][L bombs][Crying][Hurt][Past][Trauma][Abuse][ Fetish site][Cheating][Gas lighting]
Title: Will You?—Rose has a past.
How was it that Rose would find herself in a hotel room, with a married man looking to be abused.
Rose had a past and it was painful.
Rose was a month out of a relationship. A seven year relationship to be exact.
She had experienced her partner cheating on her, lies, slaps across the face.
They met in online through a fetish website. He didn’t seem like the dozens of other men who would email her with laughable introductions.
He started the conversation with (what seemed) genuine interest in getting to know her.
They talked about movies, music and life in general. They even shared the same sense of humor.
It was after 4 months of online communication Rose felt comfortable enough to give him her phone number. She told him that it was only to text until she felt even more comfortable.
He expressed, what was perceived at the time authentic joy in this. Even within this cautious restriction from Rose.
Their texts were comparable to the emails. Slowly and surely Rose opened up to him. Sharing fears, hopes and dreams. He reciprocated.
She enjoyed feeling vulnerable with him. It excited and scared her. But mostly excited.
Rose decided it was time to tell her best friend. She advised her to make the step to speaking with him on the phone instead of jumping to meet him in person.
Rose trusted her friend. Her friend was looking out for her. Rose wanted to run into his arms but reflected how that might not happen. Or worse, he would take her pushing to meet as desperation.
It was a cold, fall evening that Rose sent that text. The text that would change everything.
“Hey…could we take this to…speaking on the phone and not just texting?”
He texted back, “I’ve been waiting for this moment but didn’t want to make you feel pressured. Would you like me to call you or you call me?”
Rose stared at the text for a moment.
She called him.
“Hey you!”
Rose laughed nervously.
“Hey YOU.”
She could feel her heart beat in her fingertips.
There was a short pause and he broke the silence by saying, “Wanna hear a knock knock joke?”
She laughed and said, “Who’s there?”
It was at that moment she had fallen into a deep love for him.
The first conversation lasted around 3 hours. In fact the only reason why Rose told him she needed to go is because she was fighting to keep her eyes open.
After she hung up she felt like crying. A mix of sadness crashed over her because she wasn’t speaking to him but then euphoria because she HAD spoke with him. His voice rang in her ears as she drifted off to sleep.
She hugged her pillow and smiled so much her face hurt.
Rose hadn’t felt this before. She had whispered to herself right before her slumber, “This is what love is.”
It was soon after this they met in person. They chose to meet at a coffee shop. Rose was supposed to tell her friend when and where so they could check in with her. Rose didn’t tell her.She felt as though this would distract her. In all actuality she knew it wouldn’t but missing a moment not looking into his eyes…
She wore grey, snow stained winter boots, a knee length sweat dress. It was her fifth choice of outfit. Rose enjoyed dramatic eyeshadow but chose to go with eyeliner alone.
She was nervous. Nervous is actually understatement. Rose was highly strung.
Rose arrived at the coffee shop an hour early. She ordered a coffee and slowly sipped. She had made sure to place peppermint gum in her purse. She would sip on the coffee and as the time approached she planned to pop some in her mouth.
Rose must have checked her lipstick 15 times. She wanted to avoid faded color with smeared lip liner. She wanted to avoid being caught by surprise.
None the less she was caught by surprise. Nathan was tall. Six foot four inches to be exact. Rose was five foot exactly. He had walked up to her as she was fiddling with her gloves.
Believe it or not they had not exchanged any face pics. They teased each other with certain photos of their body.
Nathan smiled. “Rose?”
Rose shot back a wide, excited smile.
“Nathan?”
“I’ve waited for this since the moment we started emailing back and forth.”
“Same here Nathan…I really like you…”
“Remember…I said you could call me Nate sweetheart.”
They spoke for quite a while but to Rose it wasn’t long enough.
An outsider would be able to spot red flags with Nathan immediately. He love bombed Rose and it drew her in further.
For the next seven years Nathan would gas light her, slap her when she would question him about simple things and cheat on her. And cheat on her he did. She found out about the first time because he was sloppy and didn’t bother to hide it. The other times it was through an anonymous text, phone call or visit to her apartment.
It was only until her best friend snapped her out of it by telling Rose’s parents what happened.
They immediately helped their daughter distance her from Nathan. Rose was sure he would try and get her back.
Nathan did nothing but text her once to see when he could pick up his things from her apartment.
Rose had been hurt and she was still hurting.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/pbgc7v/m4f_will_you_part_3_rose_has_a_past