All bets are off.
"What the fuck Kaiden?!" I screech, looking from him to her, feeling absolutely and utterly humiliated once more. Here I am getting off to the thought of him, thinking of how caring and sweet he was, and he just has to come home with another floozy? The same floozy that embarrassed me not six hours earlier?
"Oh, Abigail. I didn't realize you'd still be up," he says, his voice reeking of disappointment as he goes to the fridge and grabs himself a beer. "You want something?" he asks the woman he was with.
She half stumbles around before leaning against the kitchen table and stares at Kaiden's ass. "I'm good, sugar," she coos, her voice slurred, and I want to smack her.
"I want her out of our house right now," I scream, more pissed that Kaiden seems so calm.
He stands upright, pulling off the cap of the beer bottle with his bare hands, taking a long drink.
It looks like he's already had a few from the way his face is flushed, and that pisses me off even more.
He looks between me and his 'date' for the night, shrugging his shoulders.
"Get out," he orders her, casually.
"What?" She looks confused, not sure if it's a joke, and she laughs. "You know I don't have a ride."
"Call your old man, then," he says, tossing her his cell phone. "He can pick you up on the way."
Maybe it's the way he's looking at her like she has no choice, or maybe it's because I'm trembling and looking like I'm barely able to refrain from punching her, but she starts dialing and goes out into the porch to finish the call. Kaiden and I stare at each other in silence before she finally returns.
"He can't get me," she says, and Kaiden is suddenly enraged, turning on her.
"I said get the fuck out. This isn't my fucking problem, you cunt," he snarls with a scowl, and I wonder if he picked her because he saw her laughing at me. If he was doing it to punish her, or me... I didn't even know. She seems shaken by his tone, though, and quickly makes for the door.
"You're fuckin' crazy, Kaiden!" she screams before slamming the door shut. Seconds later, we hear the sound of keys scraping metal. His bike? Or my car?
Either way, Kaiden doesn't budge.
He stares at me intensely, his breathing hard.
"What is it you want from me, Princess? Huh?"
I stare at him, confused bewildered.
"You come here, you fuck up my life, and you take over everything. You come into my home, my job, and my friends. And now you're the one that tells me who I sleep with?"
His voice is this measured calm, this dark, scary tone I've never heard him use before.
Honestly, it's terrifying, and he looks so intense I can barely breathe, let alone answer.
"I can't get you out of my head, and then you start taking over my life too," he growls, and it's like there's a heavy pit in my stomach. I don't want him to go on, I don't want him to keep talking, and I take a step back. But he follows.
The kitchen is small enough that it only takes a couple of steps before he has me pinned to the wall, one hand over my shoulder, glowering down at me.
At six and a half feet tall, he's built like a truck, and I feel so tiny.
"What do I have to do to get you out of here, huh?" he asks, tapping his temple. "I've fucked every broad that comes into that place, and not one of them can get you out. And now I have to see you every goddamned day of my life, prancing around like I'm the scum of the earth, and you're untouchable.”
He pauses, but he doesn’t stop. His words are slurred and dark, his breath washing over me.
“I got away from you, I got my life back, and then you come wandering back. Making me want you again, and all the while, you act like you’re too fucking good for this world. But if you eat with the pigs, Princess, you can't be surprised when you get a bit dirty."
I can't believe what I'm hearing, and my heart is pounding so loud that maybe I'm hearing it all wrong.
Is he saying that he feels for me the same way I feel for him?
I stare up at him, and he leans closer, his mouth approaching mine. I can smell the whiskey on his breath, and I want, more than anything, to simply silence all my fears on his lips. To just succumb to what I want so fucking bad.
His green eyes caress my face, his tongue runs along his upper lip as he leans in further. He’s only an inch away, and I want him. My stomach clenches with desire and I need him so fucking bad.
Instead, I run.
I don't know where I'm going. I just need to get away from him, from what he said.
From how it made me feel.
The road is so dark, I can barely see anything, even with my lights on. Not a soul around.
I'm completely and utterly alone, and the sensation is at once comforting yet so alienating.
Kaiden's words ring through my ears, the way he was staring at me so intently. With such longing.