“Alanna please get in the car,” I do not respond I just turn my head away from him, which only seemed to anger him more.
“Alanna get in the car.”
“No, why should I do anything you say?”
“I am trying to keep you safe, are too stupid to understand that?”
“Don’t speak to me like that, who do you think you are?”
“Alanna if you don’t get in the car right now I will throw you in, it’s your choice.” he shouts and he takes my arms in his strong grasp, he looks directly in my eyes, and I feel like maybe I should do as he says. No, I do not have to he does not own me. I break free and turn my back on him.
“Get in now.”
The look on his face and the depth in his voice I have never heard or seen before, what kind of person is he. I turn back around and look into his glowing green eyes, I sigh and give up, I climb into the car and I do not even for second, look at Adrian Black.
Nineteen
When I finally get back to the hotel, I am so glad. I could not bear another minute of sitting in the car in silence, with Adrian sitting there on his phone. I did not even turn my head to look at him on the way back. I would not give him the satisfaction. His fury only showed when he got so annoyed with whatever was on his phone, that he threw it as hard as he could on the floor. I have not seen this side to him; he keeps telling me he is bad maybe I should start to believe him. The staff at the hotel greet us with such happiness that only hotel staff can fake. Adrian does not even see them; he just marches straight into the elevator and me, I simply follow behind him. All the time I am thinking of how annoyed I am with him. I cannot begin to take it in, one minute he was fine and buying me Rolex’s, and the next he is throwing me over his shoulder and shouting at me. Maybe Sophie is right, maybe he is a psycho. He opens the door and waits for me to come in behind him. He walks over to the lounge area and stands there waiting for me to come over. I walk over but make sure I keep my distance from him. He does not say a word; he just stands there looking at me. I shake my head at him the least he could do is apologise. However, nothing comes out of his mouth, just a blank stare on his face. I take a long look at him feeling so annoyed that I turn my back and walk furiously along the hallway to my room. I slam the door behind me loud enough for him to hear. I take off my shoes and throw myself onto the bed. As I lay there, I have flashes back to today, how happy the morning started out then of how sour it turned. If he loves me as he says he does, then he has a funny way of showing it. He really hurt me today when he pulled me along like that. I have no words to describe how annoyed I feel with him. I sit up onto the bed and look across the room, why is he so controlling? He has to know where I am all the time and he sent his stepbrother over from London to protect and look after me. He was not happy about me talking to Marco, and made sure that I did not anymore. Now as I look at the room, did he even control where I stayed to rest after my hospital visit? I could have stayed at the dorm, and after all, it was not college that had me so stressed. It was him and the way he had me scared. Ever since I have been with him, I feel like I am not myself, I was once a feisty little blonde, who took nothing from no one. Now I am scared little girl, who does whatever a gorgeous, dangerous man from London says. Even my friendship with Sophie seems like it has compromised. I feel I cannot talk to her about anything because he gets in the way. I cannot listen to a single bad word she has to say about him. Maybe I cannot handle her telling me the truth. However, even though I am feeling this way, I still cannot help the way I feel about him. I love him so much that I cannot bear it, I cannot think about anything else but him. He is my world, he is the air that I breathe but I cannot let him control me the way he does and I cannot take all the secrets that he has. I know I try to put it out of my mind but it does not go away. Every time I see that back Lamborghini, I cannot help but think of what he has done. Whatever it was, has to be awful, there is people who want to hurt him by killing me. That is what he fears the most and that is the reason, he had gotten angry today. He knows that if something were to happen to me, that it would be his fault for loving me. I need to know what his secret is; I will not go on with him not knowing. Why should I put my life at risk for someone that is not even being honest with me? Why do I think it is normal for me to risk my life for someone? Would he do the same? Does he have me as messed up as him? Bleep, my phone, I reach over to my bag and take out my iPhone, I have a new message from Sophie it says,
Alanna I am sorry for the other day, I would love to talk and put all this behind us. A tear begins to run down my face as I write my reply,