Psych Me Out
Dreamy627
romance
romance
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Stella Lockhart is a beautiful girl who often got made fun of through her childhood for her darker tastes in things. Her parents were addicts of sorts and people picked at her forc...13. One More?
Stella Lockhart
I found out that my favorite combo was the ritz cracker with summer sausage, Colby jack cheese dipped in a bit of the honey mustard.
Perfect.
With the aftermath of a banana pepper.
He tried whatever I made him try.
I was a bit sad he didn't like olives but it was fine. At least he liked the cream cheese.
"After this, how would you like to go to a small town, it has these small shops and they're Halloween themed for fall. There's a crystal store and a store you can buy horror themed graphic shirts and hoodies. I'm pretty sure there's a bath and body works-"
"You had me at you and Halloween."
"I said nothing of myself."
"It's implied."
"You're funny."
"I know." I smiled.
He rolled his eyes with a small smile on his face.
"Talk to me." He mumbled.
"About what?"
"Anything. I just wanna hear about you." He shrugged as I handed him a new combo I liked.
He ate it.
He was much more willing to try it if I already bit off it which made me silently laugh.
I thought.
"I am absolutely terrified of relationships. Which is funny because I'm currently routine dates with five who are also with each other. Uhm..."
"Why are you terrified?"
"Well... I don't want to trauma dump-"
"I want to know."
"Well, in highschool I was heavily bullied. And my first boyfriend and first time having sex was out of a dare. The second we did it, he left and told everyone I smelt bad and was too loose. I tried dating again at 19 since I was graduated and the boy I'd been talking to was very bad for me. I already have bad anxiety but he tried to convince me to stop eating, I weighed too much, I wasn't attractive to him unless he could feel my bones and I lost a lot of weight because of it. Fortunately I've never developed a bad relationship with food. But it messed me up mentally. I figured I'd stop after that and when I was 20, I began seeing Elias." I smiled, eating a cracker with cream cheese, a banana pepper, honey mustard, and pepperoni.
He nodded.
"Are you scared of that occurring again?"
"Not with any of you, no. I actually feel comfortable and safe. I was nervous about Micah because I just didn't know what to expect. But after him, I felt immediately comfortable with you. I suppose out of being guilty by association." I nodded.
"Never, ever, will we ever keep you from being your healthiest self. And never will we abandon you after any intimate act nor embarrass you like that. I hope you understand that. We're men, not little boys. You're a woman, you deserve a lot, we all do know some of what you've had to overcome but Eli barely tells us anything other than what we need to know." He grabbed my hands, holding them in his.
I smiled.
"Thank you. And I trust that. He seems good at keeping things professional."
"For sure. All we know is your tells. And the things you need to not do."
"Like what?"
"Just your nervous habits."
I nodded.