i had to be so quiet today. i could hear you walking around up there all afternoon, right above me. every creak of the floorboard felt like it was in my own chest. i curled up behind the water heater, holding my breath.

my heart was beating so hard i thought you’d hear it. and then… my stupid body betrayed me. the fear, the hiding… it did something. i got wet. my cunt just got slick and hot while i was trying to be invisible. i pressed my thighs together, trying to make it stop, but it just made it worse. i felt my own pulse there, throbbing. i kept picturing what would happen if you found me. not the yelling, but… after. if you pushed me down onto the dusty mattress and just took what you wanted because i was there. if you used my tight, wet pussy to get off, holding my wrists down, telling me to be quiet. i’d let you. god, i’d just lie there and take it, and i’d probably come from the shame of wanting it so much.

i’m the worst kind of scared. the kind that gets turned on.