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The house is dark and quiet. Just how I like it. Only this time, I have to worry about who I’ll find lurking in the corner.
“I thought I told you that you were off limits to anyone else.” I hear Cole’s voice carry through the foyer.
“I don’t know what part of I do what I want you don’t understand,” I reply, trying to steady my voice.
Who does he think he is?
“You’re mine, princess,” he says, his voice getting closer.
“I’ll never be yours, Cole,” I say, sitting my purse down on the table near the door.
“What makes you say that?” he asks.
He’s next to me now, shoving me up against the wall.
“Don’t act like you all of a sudden want something more from me than sex. That’s all this is and it’s all it will ever be,” I say.
Before I can comprehend what’s happening, his hand is around my neck. I’m so pissed at myself for being turned on when I’m so fucking angry with him.
“You’re wrong, princess,” he says, his mouth only inches from mine. “You’re in me. I can’t breathe. I can’t eat. I can’t sleep. I can’t do anything because all I can think about is you.”
I feel tears prick my eyes. Why is he saying this shit?
“You’ve ruined me for anyone else, and you don’t even care. I can’t keep living like this,” I tell him, choking the words out. “The problem is I don’t think I can live without you. I can’t live in a world where you don’t exist, but you’ll never be mine, not fully,” I tell him.
“Why? Why can’t I be yours?” he asks desperately.
“We knew from the start that this was destined to fail. We’ll never get the ‘happy ever after’. It’s not your style to end up with one girl,” I tell him. “It’s not in the cards for me to end up with you,” I admit.
“I want to kill anyone that touches you. Light a fire to their skin and watch them burn. I want to drag you down to hell with me, clip these angel wings, and live in a world full of sin. You’re mine,” he says before pressing his lips against mine. “I don’t want anyone else. I can’t look at anyone else. You’re all I fucking think about. You consume me.”
This isn’t a sweet and romantic kiss. This is the type of kiss that bruises your lips. A frenzied kiss. We’re a mess of tangled tongues and clashing teeth. He’s kissing me so forcefully it’s almost as if he’s afraid that I’ll disappear if he stops.
“Cole,” I groan.
I want to push him away. I want to hit him and scream. But I can’t.
“I don’t care if the entire world doesn’t want us together. You’re mine,” he growls before kissing me again and again.
The room is spinning. I can’t breathe. There’s a part of me that wants to tell him everything. Explain to him why this can never work. Why it will never happen. The other part of me doesn’t want him to stop touching me, because I don’t know when it will happen again.
He pulls away from me. I wish it wasn’t so dark so I could look into his eyes. I want to dive into his brain and find out what he’s thinking. I want to wrap myself up in him and forget everything that’s happening in my life.
“Come to bed with me,” he says.
This Cole is different. He’s aggressive but he’s gentle. He’s assertive but he’s vulnerable. I don’t know how to act around him. I can’t let my guard down.
“No,” I tell him, pulling away and walking towards the stairs.
“Babe, stay. Stay with me. Don’t go,” he practically begs.
This hot and cold behavior is giving me whiplash.
“Why would I stay? This is never going to work. You’re just going to continue to fuck with me. It’s not like you love me or anything. It’s not like we live in a world that we could ever be more than just sex. You don’t know how to love someone, and even if you did, I could never love you back,” I lie.
It’s a lie, because I know deep inside my bones that I’m hopelessly in love with him. That scares me more than anything.
“If I did, then I’d love you,” he admits, his head hanging.
