From Russia, With Love

She woke in the morning and saw him looking down at her, which caused her to wonder if he had slept at all, or if he had watched her sleep all night. She struggled out of his grip and sat up.



“Good morning…”



“Good morning.”



“How long have you been awake?”



“I have only been woke for about half hour or so. I didn‘t want to woke you. I would rather watch you sleep. You look like angel.” She quivered. He sat up and he ran his fingers over her lips.



“I…have to get ready for school.”



“When do you have to leave?”



“In fifteen minutes.”



“Well then….” he pushed her down onto her back forcefully and began to kiss her. The amount of passion and desire in his kiss bothered her. He pulled away. “Have good day at school.”



School was rather uneventful that day. As usual, her Effective Speaking class was fun and they didn’t get much done. Her professor had a tendency to go off on tangents and tell stories that got the class roaring with laughter but not much actually got done in the way of work. She got home at 10 A.M. while Vladimir was still working and she relished the time to herself. She wondered if he’d actually return.



She flopped down on her bed and began to think.



I never thought he’d do this to me. He was my friend for so long. I could never see him doing something like that. If he wanted me he should’ve said something, but I suppose he tried and I turned him down. Now that I think about it maybe I should’ve given him a chance, but hindsight is 20/20. Maybe we could’ve had a nice relationship…but I don’t think I want a relationship with someone so unwilling to think of my feelings. He’s so passionate…so forceful. It’s like he’s been holding this in for so long. And it’s not like it hurts, but it’s frightening. I wonder if all these things he’s promising are real or just something he is saying that will fade sooner rather than later because he’s so deeply in lust.

She decided to drive down to the convenience store to see him and see how he reacted to her in public now that they shared this bond. As she got out of her car she saw him bending his head over to light his cigarette. As she slammed her door he looked up at her and smiled a bit.



“Did you come to see me, or just to buy something to eat?”



“I came to buy something to eat.”



“I will pay for it.”

“Why?”



“You don’t need reason for that…I will do it. Wait for me.” He seemed delighted to see her.



“Are you happy that I came?”



“Of course…it is always joy to see you.” She looked away, and could still feel his eyes on her.



“Vladimir…I am sorry that I refused you in the first place…but the way you are going about this is not the right way.” He led her behind the store and he backed her up against the wall.



“I told you. I do not care what you think is right or wrong. I need you and I will not give you chance to tell me no. You will not get rid of me.”



“Please…all you’re doing is frightening me.”



“If you are frightened then you are frightened but that is not my fault it is yours. I have to go working…give me kiss goodbye and I will buy you food that you would like.” He bent down and slowly she kissed him. She didn’t quite know what drove her to obey. He placed his arm around her shoulder and they walked together into the store. She picked out a stick of string cheese, as she had not really gone there to buy food, and he paid for it.



“I will see you when you come home.”



“Yes…I will not be home too late. Be wait for me…”



She nodded nervously and drove home.