Cristiano's Craving

Forty Five

Rose

Cristiano was pacing up and down the room.

"W-Wait! How is this possible, Cris? You need to explain everything!"

"I don't know how this is even possible!" He hissed, his eyes shooting daggers at me. "But maybe, just maybe, her parents had, I don't know, sex?"

I rolled my eyes, glaring back at him. "I mean, why did your brother lose her? How are we gonna get her back home? You still need to talk to your brothers! Wait a minute! We had a deal!" I remembered suddenly the deal we had before we went to France. "I was to talk to Juliet and you were supposed to talk to your brothers!"

"Well, it doesn't matter anymore, does it? We're not fucking together!"

I felt like I had been slapped. .by the truth. I looked away, pulling some some of my hair behind my ears. "Well, I need to get her back to her parents. You're his brother so just talk to him!"

"It's not that easy!" Cristiano snapped back, sighing and taking a seat on the stool, running his hand through his hair. He licked his lips, his attractive eyes locking with mine. "He hates me - they all hate me," he quietly said, looking away. "Everyone hates me, even you. If you can't even stand the sight of me, what makes you think that after what I did, they're gonna want to talk to me."

I paused staring at him, beginning to feel sympathetic. I sat on the chair, sighing before coming to a conclusion in my mind. "But it's not about you," I gently told him, trying to be as nice as possible. "It's about getting her home. So, you don't have to tell her that you're her uncle. In fact, when we do find her parents, you . ."

I hesitated and suggested, "you don't have to talk to her parents. We'll just drop her off at their house and drive away. They don't know me so if Blaze tells her parents, they won't necessarily know you either. She probably thinks your name is just 'Cris'. There's a lot of people out there called that. If you're so bothered, they don't have to know."

His eyes flickered to mine and he softly sighed, nodding. I had reassured him. "Okay. . .I'll call the wolves in."

I was confused as to what he was referring to then realised he meant people to look for Blaze's parents so she could get home. I knew there was other stuff involved, that Cristiano wasn't comfortable sharing, that went on with his brothers. I just didn't ask.

"I love you."

Fuck

Why did he have to say that?

What am I supposed to do?

Why am I so emotional?

Why do I want to kiss him?

He sold me! He sold me and I still can't get over that sexy ass man

What if he's the love of my life?

But I can't get over what he's done

Why is his lips on mine?

I pulled away and stood, taking steps back. "Don't, okay?" I defensively retaliated, my hands beginning to shake. His eyes sadly looked into mine and I licked my lips. I exhaled, shaking my head as tears came into my eyes. I stared at him in hurt. "You sold Rose, Cristiano! I'm not your girlfriend anymore - I'm not the old Rose! It was hard at first but now I know that I'm not the same and I'm different. I'm. . .damaged, I'm ugly, I'm a slut, I'm tainted, I'm disgusting! You were supposed to save me but you destroyed me!"