Page 63 of Eat Your Heart Out


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Wolf’s mouth parted. “Red…”

“Get out.” I was so close now, my eyes fucking cloudy. I blinked it away. “If you don’t get out now, I swear to God I’ll scream.”

“What did I do?” He was up from the bed now, but he wasn’t dressing. His bundled clothes gave him modesty, but not much. His mouth parted. “Red, I just wanted to talk.”

See, that was the problem.

And why didn’t he see that?

Why was he being this way? Ruining things…

I was crying now, and I hated myself for every tear. Wolf’s eyes shot open. Like the sight of them horrified him. He started to come over, but I stiffened up so much. He raised a hand. “Red, what’s wrong?”

“You’re what’s wrong. You asshole. You. Are. What’s. Wrong.” I gave him my back, shaking, gasping. “Why do you have to ruin everything? Why do you have to fucking ruin everything!”

He couldn’t just let me have this. He couldn’t just not be himself and let me have this. He had to make things weird. He had to be a monster and continue to do this shit to me.

I cried into my hands to keep quiet. I’d raised my voice before, and I didn’t want to bother the house. I just wanted him out of here and away from me.

“What do you mean I ruin everything—”

“I mean, you couldn’t just let me have this.” I whipped around, raising and dropping my hands. Wolf’s face had bloomed in color, a terror in his eyes that read nothing but fear.

Worry.

Sniffing back tears, I refused to believe any of that concern had to do with me. He was probably unnerved I was being so loud. I pointed at him. “You had to be weird and make things fucking weird.” I clenched my hand, unable to stop shaking. “You can’t handle this arrangement. Not me, you, and I need you to get out now because this is over.”

“Red—”

“It’s over, Wolf.” I was in his face, the frustration and anger rattling me to my core. “You are vile, and you are cruel, and I refuse to give in to whatever game you’re playing. You’re trying to confuse shit. Fuck with my emotions…”

It was emotional warfare, which was the same thing he’d done for an entire fucking semester. He must truly be unhinged, a psycho who got off on that sort of thing. He was playing more games here today, and I was done with all this shit.

I was done.

Wolf stood before me with a fallen expression. If fact, it was so close to the way he stared at me in the woods. I kissed him just to make him stop it, but now, I saw the look for what it was. It was sympathy. He made me cry and saw me as something to sympathize. He swallowed. “There is no game, Red. I…” He stepped forward. “I want to talk to you. Please, I need to talk to you.”

He reached for me, but I angled back.

He cringed. “I swear, it’s no game. I’m not playing with you.”

And what else could it be? I was clear about our arrangement. I wanted sex and sex only. There was no emotional shit. No talking. No napping…

Cuddling.

He pushed me past my boundaries, and I fucking fell for it. I did, and I guess I was the true idiot here. I pointed toward the door. “Get out of my room and get out of my life. You and me are done. You understand me? Done.”

“Red—”

“Get out!” I held my arms, gripping them.

And he finally moved.

I averted my gaze, as he quickly dressed, and this was to protect me. I didn’t want to be affected by him anymore, physical or otherwise.

I didn’t move, not one inch until he finally did make it to the door. He opened it, and at that point, I was giving him my back again. I didn’t know how long he stayed there, watching me, but eventually, he closed the door behind him. The emotions lanced me then. They racked my body in an emotional influx I wasn’t equipped to handle. I fell to the floor, pushing my face into the side of the bed.

It was all I could do to silence my screams.

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