Chapter 23

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Veronica's POV
"I'm not using you."

He picked me up.

"If you make me regret this...I'm screaming at you."

"Oh come on. It's my first time so you can't get mad."

"Wait. It is? I thought yo-"

"Nope! Didn't do it with Franco. Didn't do it with Dax."

I started kissing his neck. He brought me up to his room. He laid me down on his bed. I started taking off my clothes. I went back to kissing his neck while he took off his clothes. I ran my fingers down his body. I felt cuts.

"D-did you cut yourself?"

"Damnit. You felt them? I-I don't wanna talk about it."

"Okay. Okay."

He went in. My head went back. He started moving. My nails were digging into his back.

I'll never forgive myself for him almost dying.

I started moaning.

"I missed you so much. I wish I didn't walk out on you."

"I wish you stayed. Living without you...is torture."

"Living without you is torture too."

He put his hands on my hips. He pulled me down. I felt him going in deeper and I gasped. He started going faster. I pulled his hair. His head went back and I was able to see his throat. I started tracing his scar with my right index finger. He gulped then grabbed my wrist. He pulled my hand away.

"Please don't do that."

"I-I'm sorry."

"It's bad enough that..it's permanently there."

"You could always cover it up with a tattoo."

He started staring at me.

"Okay than. No tattoo?"

"If I get a tattoo...it's not going on my bloody throat."

"Why didn't you come to me?"

"You broke up with me. I was under the impression that you hated me. You were engaged. Why would I, go after someone who hates me? Why would I, go after someone else's girl?"

"You have a point."

"You seemed happier without me. I-I didn't want to ruin it for you. I-I want you to be happy. Even if that means...not being happy with me."

I cupped his face.

"You should've came to me."

"I have no idea where you live."

"You didn't remember what my ring looks like?"

"No. It's been 5 years. I never saw you wear it. I spent weeks making sure it was perfect. It took days for it to get engraved."

He moved hair out of my face.

"You seriously broke up with that dude?"

"You don't trust me?"

"I'm scared to."

He got off me and laid down.

"Baby I-I fucked up."

He sat up.

"Now that I have you back...who says, I won't lose you again?"

"Hey look at me."

He turned his head to look at me.

"You're not gonna lose me."

"You've been with 2 other guys. I-I have competition now. Y-you betrayed me Veronica."

I started rubbing his back.

"I know."

"That was the first time...I had gotten hurt like that. You're the first girl, I've loved. You're the first girl I've been with. And...and you're my first heartbreak."

"I-I'm gonna go."

"You're not coming back, are you?"

"I'll see you soon."

"No you won't." He said as his voice cracked.

"Yes I will."

I stood up.

"Where're you going?"

"I'm taking my anxiety meds. I'm 15 seconds away from a breakdown."

I went and got dressed.

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