Chapter 29

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LUCIANO

I looked down at her beautiful face as she stared up at me in shock.

"Kelsey?" I silently whispered and her body stilled. She didn't utter another word.

"I'm s.." She cut the sentence short with a hard slap to my face.

My head swung to the side and my jaw clenched.

Breathe.

"Kelsey I'm sorry." I apologized but I was greeted with another slap.

My anger was bubbling now. She needs to stop fucking doing that.

"Kelsey." Another and another.

I was fucking fighting for my place in heaven, trying my utmost best not to retaliate but the devil seems to be riding my ass.

I clenched my fists as she started pounding on my chest.

Why the fuck is she beating on me. Is this a fucking test.

Control yourself Luciano.

"Fucking stop it Kelsey!" I yelled at her, grabbing her wrist.

She flinched but calmed down as soon as she caught the serious expression on my face.

I slowly let go and she slapped me, again.

I was losing my temper now but my world stilled when the most unexpected thing happened.

Kelsey crashed her lips unto mine.

What the fuck.

Is she crazy.

She's probably drunk.

Assuming she was drunk I pushed her away. In all honesty I didn't want to, her lips were so plump and so soft. The taste of her lips made my heart warm for a fraction of a second and I found myself wanting more. But I couldn't, I've done way too much fucked up things to her and taking advantage of her in her vulnerable state would only make it worst.

"Are you drunk?" I asked, feeling concerned and she nodded her head 'no'. "So why'd you kiss me?"

Her face flushed with embarrassment and I couldn't help the fact that I liked to see her blush. She opened her mouth to say something but immediately closed it.

I felt awful that she found it hard to speak to me but that's what I get for treating her like shit.

"I missed you." She blurted out and I won't lie when I say my heart took a leap.

She missed me.

Out of all people, she missed me. I didn't deserve to be missed by her, I didn't even deserve to occupy a space in her mind. But here she was, telling me that she missed me.

Hell, I don't even miss myself sometimes. I'm a pain in my own ass and I have the time of my life when I'm asleep because I don't have to tolerate myself.

If that makes any sense at all.

I'm an awful man whom nobody should miss but she does.

I felt like shit before but now I felt like a different kind.

First constipation because I was a stuck up bastard who didn't give two fucks about others feelings and I was a pain in everyone's ass.

Now. I feel like diarrhea because all my emotions are running loose and I can barely control myself.

And here I am making a comparison between myself and shit.

Get your head together Luciano.

What is this girl doing to me.

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