Fatal Obsession (BxB)

S3:C10; This Is Nothing

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"Giorgi!" I whined upon stepping into our house. He rushed out of our bedroom and practically teleported over to me. "Baby, what's wrong? Why are your eyes so puffy? You're crying," he cooed, wiping my face. "Gill's gotta go," Darnel said lowly upon stepping inside behind me. "What? He did something to you," my boyfriend asked me, grabbing my hands. I couldn't help but whimper when my wrist ached, and before he could question why my lower forearm was bruising, our friend explained briefly: "I don't know all the details as to why, but Gill broke Cam's wrist."

Giorgi's large pupils immediately shrunk and his irises seemed to go from their typically hazel-green color to a dark, swampy gray-green. "That bowlegged, buck-toothed, dry-skin having ass country bumpkin broke my boyfriend's wrist...? Where were you?"

"I went to check his class. When I saw that he wasn't there I went to check on Cameron immediately. But because I checked Professor Davis' class first, I was too late to pull Gill away; they were in the main halls."

Giorgi stared at my wrist with a glare so fiery that I could feel a small burning sensation over it.... Or that was just the regular burning that came with having my wrist broken...

"Where's Tyson," my boyfriend growled.

"He went out with his girl or something. Said he'd be back around two."

The Greek man's nose flared as he sighed, and he clenched his jaws for a moment before closing his eyes, cupping my face, and kissing my lips. "I'll be back in a bit. Darnel's going to take you to the hospital and help you get your wrist fixed up—"

"Where are you going," I whined, leaning against his thick chest. "I-I wanna stay with you~."

"I'll come to you as soon as I'm done, Cam. I already got most of our packing done, so we can just watch a movie or whatever you want when your wrist is wrapped up," he said, his tone stern. And it didn't matter if I chose to play tone-deaf. His facial expression, although he wasn't glaring at me, made it clear that I wasn't going to see him until he was done doing whatever he was planning to do.

My lips quivered wildly and I couldn't help but feel a bit upset with my boyfriend. "'Kay," I mumbled, turning away from Giorgi when he leaned down to kiss me again.

"Cam..." Darnel whispered when I walked past him and over to the front door. "You know what he's doing...don't you?"

"He's alright," Giorgi muttered. "He's allowed to be upset. I'm leaving him when he's injured."

Yeah, I do have the right to be upset. I don't care if you're going out to avenge my wrist. I want to be with you. My eyebrows furrowed harder as I walked out of the house and over to my car. Giorgi and Darnel followed; Giorgi walking over to the passenger side in which I sat in, and Darnel dropping himself into the driver's while rolling my window down.

Giorgi gave me a soft smile, but I refused to face him. "Baby, I promise I'll be quick. And as soon as I'm done—"

"I understand," I whispered unintentionally. My lips continued to quiver as I glared down at my wrist, and I couldn't stand how childish I must've seemed. Giorgi though merely chuckled and turned my teary face towards his. "Don't hate me too much. You know that I'm leaving to make sure he never touches you again, right?"

My nose twitched as I grew even angrier with Giorgi for reminding me over and over that he was leaving me, and I groaned when he wouldn't let me turn away from him. "Giorgi—"

"I'll make it up to you, baby," he whispered, smiling his adorable, deep-dimple grin at me. "I promise."

I growled at him as he kissed my lips and cursed under my breath. Damn jerk, using his cute-ass smile to make me soften up...