i choose u

.Chapter Twenty-Eight.

.Chapter Twenty-Eight. 

                I knew all along that something wasn't right. 

        When Blaine's tongue entered my mouth, that was when I had enough of his games. My hands were placed on his chest as he pinned me up against the wall. His forceful ways were frightening but I built up enough strength to push him away. As hard as I tried to get him to unpin me from the wall, I couldn't. He continued to kiss me but I bit his bottom lip and he finally pulled back. 

        "What the hell!?" I gasped for air. He pulled back from my face but suddenly wrapped his arms around me and his head fell to my chest.

        "This was a stupid idea," Blaine said, moving his arms down my back. The back of his neck was exposed, I could smell the shampoo he used to wash his hair, and a little of his colon mixed with it. I silently cursed to myself, finding that I was once again forgiving him for all that he was doing to me. Slowly, my hands traced the sides of his body, and my arms wrapped around his broad chest. 

        "Why is it stupid? I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you in work, I can go-" I said quietly, but Blaine immediately pulled my body closer.

        "No, that's not what I meant."

        "Then what do you mean? Why are you angry then?" I demanded angrily, my voice rising, and my hands quivering with rage. He was such a child. 

        "Calm down, I don't want to fight."

        "Oh, it's too late for that," I growled. His hand suddenly squeezed my butt and I made a weird surprised squeal noise, "Don't do that!"

        Blaine broke out into laughter.

        "What are you laughing at!? That's not fun-" I was cut off with another kiss from him. This time, he wasn't as forceful. I decided to kiss him back, the taste of iron in my mouth from his blood, but I didn't care. He abruptly stopped in the middle of kissing me.

        "What is it that you want to know about me?" He breathed, pulling away and looking into my eyes meanfully.

        "Everything."

        "Everything? That was the wrong answer," his voice sounded like a purr when he said that, then suddenly picked me up off my feet. 

        "Hey! What do you think you're doing!?"

        "Stop struggling, you said you wanted to know everything." Blaine placed me down on the small couch he had in his large office and leaned over me. As I stared up at him with a confused look, he suddenly started to strip off his button down shirt. My hands slapped his bare chest in embarrassment. My eyes widened with shock when he grabbed my hand and forced my hand to run down his stomach, then down his pants. 

        "S-Stop!" I exclaimed loudly. I didn't want that, not now, what was he doing with my hand!? He stopped when I tried my hardest to pull my hand away. He smiled, satisfied. 

        "Does it really matter?" he sighed, sitting beside me on the couch. I couldn't speak, I was in shock, and my mind was forcing images into my head what would have happened if my hand just went a little farther down. . . Blaine grew silent, buttoning up his shirt again. My lips were moving but no words were coming out. What was it that I wanted to say?

         Before I could say anything, a knock on the door made us both jump, then it clicked open. I was relieved that no one saw us a few minutes ago doing that, but as I was fixing my shirt and hair, I looked up to see who it was that had walked into the room. 

        "Sir, what do you want me to do with these papers?" the woman asked. She looked young, blonde hair, blue eyes, tall and skinny, with beautifully done nails. Wait, where have I seen her before?

        "On my desk, thank you, Levi," Blaine said, pointing to his nice and organized desk. I froze the second I remembered where I had seen her before. Levi was the woman that had visited Blaine's house a couple of months back. That was when I first came to notice my feelings for him. Levi was staring at me the whole time she was walking around in Blaine's office, shuffling the papers on his desk, organizing it, then setting a glass of water on the table. She lingered for a second by the door, then turned to Blaine. 

        "There are a couple of missed calls from the companies who want to buy your shares, do you want me to schedule an appointment?" she said, holding the folder she had in her hands close to her chest. I could tell was she was doing, she was stalling just to stay in the room.

        "Yes, also have another assistant find out how the stocks are doing, thank you Levi, that will be all," Blaine said and gave her the signal to leave. Again, she stood beside the door, trying to think of some way to stay in the office with us. Just leave, I wanted her to leave already. As I was staring at her, she shot me a warning glance back. I flinched and she turned to leave, closing the door slowly. I breathed a sigh, but I was suddenly very depressed. Blaine looked towards me and for some reason with a guilty face on. I didn't like the look he was giving me at all, as if I hadn't noticed something was going on.

        I found myself standing on my feet again and I pushed the couch back, "Who was that woman?" The words blurted out of my mouth. There was no need to take them back, I didn't need to regret them, I wanted to know, and deserved to know.

        "No one," he said bluntly. 

        "No one? Huh," I glared into his eyes and stepped closer to him with every breath, "so the reason why she kept looking at you in her womanly way, meant no one?"

        "What are you talking about?"

        "You know damn well what I'm talking about! I saw Levi and you together that one night! Why are you lying to me about your relationship? Are you two lovers or something?" My voice started to rise again, tears were dripping down my cheeks, but I tried my hardest not to freak out. Blaine wasn't just playing with me, right? "Is this why you didn't want me to come to work with you? Is that why?"

        "Ayame, that woman-"

        "No! I don't want to hear it. I thought this relationship was a joke anyway and you working with your ex is the biggest crock of sh-" Blaine suddenly grabbed my arms and shook me. 

        "Ayame! Listen! She's not my ex, she's my cousin!"

        I blinked my eyes. 

        "What?"

        "If you don't believe me, I have pictures of her and I as kids. I also have pictures hanging on the walls in my house."

        Processing the words, I couldn't believe what a scene I just made over a cousin. 

        "So, you're not cheating on me?" I said through a shaky voice. Blaine just looked down at me. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes and sniffled in my hands, "I'm sorry, I feel like such an idiot getting all mad like that."

        "I could never cheat on you, I love you too much," he muffled, pulling me to him and resting his head on top of mine. That was embarrassing. I really wanted to disappear from the world right then and there. I wiped my tears away from my eyes an looked up into his. "Come on, I'll show you what I do." He smiled and took me by the hand and led me over to his desk.

        For a good couple of hours, I watched Blaine file through papers and work on his computer while I lounged on the couch. We drove home around seven P.M. I got out of Blaine's car then Blaine turned to me;

        "Ayame, do you wanna try it tonight?"