•Get It Over With•

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~Amor's POV~

"What are you doing here?" Adriel asks as I close the bedroom door behind me. The room is plain except with the bed and dresser, the walls painted a light shade of grey. The window ahead of me is also awkwardly larger for this room.
"Your mom let me in. I had to explain who I am like ten times," I tell him. He nods, sitting down on the edge of the bed. "We have to talk." He doesn't say anything, just looks at me. "I'm sorry."
"Thank you for apologizing," he says. His tone has returned to how it was earlier, making this way more harder than it should be. I want to just have a conversation with him where he doesn't sound mad at me for no reason.
"T-the thing is, I don't think I should be the one apologizing," I say, looking down at my shoes. He scoffs, getting up. Forcing myself to not look like a coward, I look up at him.
"You're the one whose in the wrong," he says. "I didn't do anything." How can he be completely oblivious to what he did?
"You wouldn't let me explain myself," I tell him. "You got mad at me for no reason. If I wasn't ready to fully open up to you, I wasn't ready; you should respect that. You shouldn't snap at me every time you get upset; especially when I'm not doing anything bad."
He scratches the back of his neck, shaking his head. I know I'm not the one in the wrong, but he's making me feel like I am. "I got mad for a reason, Amorita. You kept how you were feeling away from me; I think if you're bottling everything inside you should talk to me or someone about it. You could hu-"
"I know I could hurt myself, but that's up to me. What everyone else tells me or how they treat me, that doesn't have any thing to do with if I hurt myself. That's all on me unless they're literally handing me the gun or something like that."
He takes deep breaths, pacing back and forth. "I can't deal with this right now," he says.
"Okay then," I say, turning around. He grabs my arm, stopping me. "What?"
"You seriously think I don't respect you because of this?" He asks. That's what he got from everything I said? "I do respect you; if I didn't I would have just fucked you and got it over with."
"What do you mean got it over with?"
"Fucking you Amor; why the hell else would you have caught my eye? You're innocent and fragile, something I could break. I wanted to take that bit of innocence and I got it." I blink away tears.
"So that's all you wanted? You just wanted my virginity?" He looks away from me, tapping his knuckles on the dresser. "You're disgusting."
"No, you're just naive."
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I close the door softly behind me at Nina's house, holding back tears. The whole here I was struggling not to cry. How could I let myself believe he actually loved me? I believed him when he said it, and hell, I was stupid enough to actually love him.
Don turns around on the couch, wrapping her robe tightly around her. "Sorry," I say, my face turning red.
"Its fine," she says. "It's not like I've been waiting here in this for the past two hours waiting for my husband to get home for our anniversary." I give her a sympathetic smile, pointing towards the stairs. "Oh, yeah. She's up there; Marcus just left, so she's alone."
I thank her and run up stairs and bathing into her room. She jumps up from bed, covering herself with her blankets. "You almost got a show," she says. I sit down, not caring that she's completely naked under the covers. "What's wrong?" She asks.
"It was all a lie," I say. She sits up, still covering herself. "I let myself believe him and got hurt."
"What do Adriel say to you?" She asks, her expression now mad, furious, firey; whatever you want to call it.
"I was nothing but a virginity he wanted to take," I tell her.
"You never had sex with him though, so the asshole didn't get it," she says. A few tears escape my eyes. "You did, didn't you?" I nod, taking in a deep breath.
"I'm so stupid," I cry. She pulls me into her arms, holding me tightly.
"No, your not. He manipulated you," she says. "I had a feeling this happened; that's why I was acting weird when I found out you were spending alone time with him. But then I seen you start to get more...you and I didn't want to ruin that. I should have though."
     "Don't blame yourself for my mistake,"
I tell her. "Can I stay here with you tonight? I don't want to go home right now." She nods, getting up with the sheet covering her. "I'm gonna put some clothes on so you don't have to see my goods."
    "Thank you."
    "It's no problem. But just so you know I'm bringing the bread roller with me the next time I see that piece of shit."

AN: The t e a! I'm sorry about this, but not at the same time. I hope you guys enjoyed!
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