Chapter 9

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Dominic's point of view

Lying in bed trying to sleep, she won't get out of my head. The other night I didn't like the thought of someone putting those marks on her arm. It made me crazy. I thought she was lying. I over reacted to it I know that. It made me so fucking crazy, then I fucked up. I almost fucked her in my truck. When I realized she was almost fucking naked and anyone could see her I was fucking pissed. Then I did two things I ever do. I cuddled with her, and I spent the night. I had to force myself to leave before she woke up. I couldn't take my eyes off her.

"Fuck!" I scream out to my empty apartment. I fucked her. It should be over. I shouldn't still be thinking about her. I have spent too long thinking about this girl. I thought this would get her out of my system. All I can think about is how good she feels, how good she tastes. Fuck, I want more. I sit up on the side of the bed and put my head in my hands. No girl has ever meant anything to me, except one. It cost me so much. I spent years in hell because of her.

No other girl has ever lasted more than the hours it takes me to get off a couple times. No girl has ever fucked up my head so bad. When she said she was with her friend tonight I lost it. I imagined them cuddling on the couch and I wanted to kill him. I knew that wasn't right. Since when do I get jealous? Even I knew I was wrong. That shit I said to her should have been true. I didn't want to leave her bed. I wanted to tattoo my name across her body. I wanted to stay buried inside her. What the fuck is going on with me?

She surprised me with what she was spouting at me about me being clingy. I didn't expect that from her. I expected her to beg me to stay and tell me she thought she was in love with me. I told myself I am glad she didn't do that. It would have been awkward. But that shit is a lie.

I jump off the bed and start doing push ups. By the time I work her out of my system I'm going to look like a body builder. Forget this, I am done. I run my hands over my face and head to the shower.

Since when do I lie to myself? This girl isn't like any other girl I have ever been with. Not since the first day I saw her. She made me feel shit I never thought I could feel. She made me angry and jealous. Fucking jealous. This shit is dangerous. I forgot the fucking condom. I have never forgotten the damn condom before. It felt so good being inside her, It almost killed me to pull away. Fuck I knew this shit was going to kill me, or make me kill someone, if I didn't get control. I had to stop lying to myself.

I can smell her on me and it makes me hard all over again. I'm done fighting, the tension in my body is because of her. I can't walk away. Will I ever be able to? I'm done fighting this. I know I am not good for her, but it doesn't matter anymore. The thought of another guy touching her makes me insane. I'll be damned if I let the happened. I would probably end up killing someone if I don't get it under control soon. She's going to be mine. At this point it doesn't matter what she wants. It's a done deal. I just have to figure out how to make that happen after I fucked up tonight.

I get out of the shower and dry off. I throw on some clothes and grab my phone. I text her and wait for a response. She doesn't answer me so I keep texting her but still no answer. Damn it, now she is ignoring me. I was a jerk tonight. I deserve it and I know it, but it still pisses me off. I will give her a couple days. After that I won't let her ignore me again. She is going to be mine. Maybe this obsession will ease up then.

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