Three Thousand Miles(45)

“Talk to me Adrian,” I say convincingly. Adrian moves a little closer to me and he reaches out his hand for me. I slowly rest my hand in his and I push a little smile from my lips.

“Sometimes I don’t believe you when you say that you love me. I cannot understand why a pure and innocent girl like you could ever feel anything for me. I never expected to meet anyone like you and I never thought that I would fall in love. I have surprised myself in the way that I feel about you. Baby, you bring the best out in me, I can let my guard down with you and I hunger for that feeling. I do have major trust issues and I am not a normal bloke, but I do love you and I would never do anything to hurt you.”

“Adrian, I want you to trust me when I say that I love you. You are the only guy I could ever be with and I don’t want you to feel as if you aren’t good enough.” I pause as I observe his reaction. His lips are tense and his eyes are beginning to bolt. He exhales deeply and he grips my hand tighter. I gently smile at him but he does not return my gesture. I feel as if this is a touchy subject with him and I feel awful that he feels the way that he does. Adrian is amazing in every way possible and I wish that he could see that.

“What about Michael.” He insists.

“What about him? I have told you that he is a friend and nothing more. I need you to trust me when I say that nothing will ever happen between Michael and me.” I move closer to Adrian and I slide my hand along his chiselled jaw as I await his response. He surprises me when he pulls back and I gaze at him wondering why he is suddenly so shy.

“Michael is a brother to me, but that does not mean that I trust him around you. The relationship he has with your friend is just an act. He doesn’t feel anything for her.”

“Adrian, how do you know that he doesn’t care about her? I don’t think that he would waste his time and effort if he didn’t feel something for her.” I slowly fill the gap between us and Adrian catches my hand firmly in his. I look at him and I feel that his grip is a little too tight.

“Adrian, you are kind of hurting me.” I say smoothly. Adrian quickly loosens his grip and pulls back from me. He shakes his head as he runs his fingers through his tousled chocolate hair.

“You see, that’s why you should not trust me. I hurt people and I don’t even know that I am doing it.” I hear the remorse in his voice and I swiftly walk over to him. I reach out and try to take his hands in mine but he beats me away. I narrow my eyes at him and I insist on taking his hand.

“It’s fine you just need to learn to control yourself more and for the record, a tight grip now and again is not going to make me, trust you less.” I say firmly. Adrian briefly smiles but he soon straightens his face.

“I cannot control myself and I cannot say for sure that I wouldn’t hurt you.” His words sting and I do not know how to respond. I step back from him and I do not understand him. A few moments ago, he was telling me that he loved me and that he would never hurt me and now, he is saying that he could possibly hurt me.

“What are you saying exactly?” I ask and I do not really want to know what his answer might be.

“You think that I am this romantic bloke but the truth is I am not. I am dark and dangerous and I am more violent than you could ever imagine.” I feel stunned by his words but at the same time, I feel that this is just an excuse. He is trying to hide is feelings and his games are not working on me.

“Adrian I know what you are doing.” I say in a sarcastic voice. Adrian does not look too impressed but he humours me anyway.

“What is that I am doing?” He says equally sarcastic.

“You are trying to scare me away and it is not going to work. I do not believe you for a second when you say that you would hurt me. I know that you came to me when I was lying in the street shot and leaking blood. I know how much it pains you and I know that you would never want me to be in that situation again.” Adrian sighs at my words and he walks closer to me. He pulls me towards him and he whispers into my ear.

“You are right, but don’t say that I never warned you.”

I lean back and I glare at him, his eyes are intense but they still look playful. His full lips are parted and ready to speak. His hair is hanging onto his forehead and he gently pushes it back. I cannot catch my breath as I bask in his looks. He slides his hand onto my waist, he pulls me closer, and despite his previous comments, I still feel safe in his arms.





Eight





I waken early the next morning I do not have any classes today, as it is Saturday. I am hoping that my free day will be spent with Adrian. I jump out of bed and I throw myself into the shower at that thought. I quickly choose my outfit and I blow dry my hair. I stride back into my room and I take a seat on my bed. I reach over to my bedside table, and I lift my white Blackberry. I quickly glance through my messages and I notice one from Adrian.