Perception of Deception

He protects me from everything even when he is injured.
Giving me guidance and a shoulder to cry on.
I was finally able to let my guard down or so I thought.
Why wasn't that enough?
Why did he have to go and do something like that?
Pinning my body against the door trying to kiss me.

I tried to break away but his hold is too strong.
His left hand pressed against the door.
Fearfully frozen I watch him open his mouth.
His wet tongue licking the nape of my neck.
Then he kissed my check.
Hoping that he got what he wanted, I tried to move my leg.
He glanced down and then his masculine hand grabbed my neck.
He pushed me hard against door once more and then stuck his tongue down my throat.

Afterwards he moved a couple steps back.
I wanted to escape but that look in his eye gave me pause.
"You should have never sealed off your memories Kim", Nick said.
"You are the worst kind of garbage", Kim said.
"You are wrong, I protected you and you used me."
"Whose tongue was uninvited into my oral cavity?"
"Don't touch me again Nick!"
"I don't like being used Kim."
"I only saw you as a friend Nick, nothing more."
Kim slapped Nick hard across the face and ran down the stairs.

Kim drove frantically away from Nick.
The images of his tongue and his hold on her will be difficult for her to erase.
Tearfully she tries to forget what transpired.
Meanwhile Nick trashed the room and then threw the picture of Kim at the mirror.
Shattered glass surrounding him as he slammed his fist on the ground.
The perception of deception continues to haunt them.