13 /JEALOUSY /

Throwing my purse on the couch, I rush to the window to make sure he is gone.

" Did you have fun?"

Oh god.

He's here.

Immediately , I turn to look at him.

Standing at the bottom of the stairs, looking at nothing but me.

He's so still.

Everything is so still.

" Did...you..have..fun?" now holding the stair rail, knuckles turning white.

Emphasizing each word.

I stopped asking myself how he gets in a long time ago.

Why is he mad?

What should I say?

What does he want me to say?

Moving my eyes from his hand, I feel a slight guilt for going out with Erick, just by looking at those tormented brown eyes.

They change from a brown to totally dark in seconds.

" I'm ... I'm sorry" I tell him, shivers already running up my body.

Not of fear, this is something else I feel for him.

" For what?" He spits out harshly

Angling his head to the side, listening carefully

"I ..I made you mad"

Moving closer to me

" You see that's not the problem, I'm already mad" impossibly closer still.

" The problem is you drive me insane, absolutely out of my senses"

Faces inches apart

" I don't like you"

" I'm sorry... I'm sorry" I keep begging for forgiveness. I just can't stop begging.

" I don't like you at all" he says it more to himself

" I don't like you.."

I didn't realize I have my eyes closed begging for him to forgive me.

Our faces inches apart, he rests his head against mine. That's the only part we're touching.

His breathing is erratic, I don't dare open my eyes.

I can't stand those haunting eyes.

A few seconds pass and his breathing gets back to normal.

" I hate you"

The intensity of the statement gets me to open my eyes and stare straight into his.

What I've been fearing.

" I hate that I can not get you out of my head"

Suddenly he starts hitting his head and pulling at his hair, as if that will get me out of it

" Stop...stop" I touch his hands to stop him, bringing them back down to his sides.

He brings his hands up my face and wipes the tears I didn't notice falling down my cheeks.

What is he doing to me?

Still staring at each other, he stops wiping the cascading tears and focus on my dry lips.

I involuntary wet them with my tongue. Uncomfortable from the intense stare.

" I can't stop these tears from falling..." His whole attention now at my parted lips " but I'm dying to wet these lips for you"

And with that, he takes what he wants.

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