Possessive Love {Editing}

Chapter 30

Aliyah's Pov

My phone shrieks through the room immediately making my head hurt. I tried sitting up, but I notice someone's arm was wrapped tightly around me. Fuck. I rubbed my eyes trying to get a better look of who it is when I noticed the familiar tattooed arm of August wrapped tightly around my naked body. Oh my god. What the fuck happened?

I tried unwrapping his arm from around me without waking him, but he just held me tighter. I sighed waiting a few seconds before trying to get up again, but he groans and slowly opened his eyes. He close them again rest his head on my thighs, I shook him and he lift himself off me.  He finally opened his eyes and they never left my face watching me like a hawk but doesn't say a word. Images of what happened last night played through my mind. Why did I do that?

I looked everwhere but his face because I don't know what to say. I am literally have a meltdown inside. He notice me fiddling with my fingers- something I do when I'm nervous. He got up off the bed with the duvet still wrapped around his waist and walk over to wear his clothes were thrown grabbing his boxers pulling them on then sitting down on the chair across the room.

"Are you going to say something?" He asks

"I would.... If I knew what to say" I stated still not believing August is in California.

"I'm sorry" he says he head falling into his palms

"For what? I asked

"I don't know just felt I should" He shrugged

"Why did you come here?"

"You called me"

"I don't remember telling you to come here" I say, I have no idea how to handle this situation. Should I kick him out and continue to fight with him or should I work this out the mature way and see where things go.

"You called me drunk what did you expect me to do" He says as I got up with the sheets wrapped around me as I walk to the bathroom.

I turn on the shower and took a look in the mirror. Hickeys spread across my neck down to my breasts. Fuck. I run my fingers over the senstive marks hissing as I touch each bruise, images of August lips on my body flooded my thoughts. I came here to get away from him, to finally move on and here he is in my hotel room.

"Aliyah" August says as I closed the shower door. Why is he so calm? I expect him to be joking or yelling or making dirty comments about the night before.

"Are you mad about what happened?" He ask in a rapsy voice

"What do you think August?" I ask him

"I don't know, but I don't want you to think I took advantage of you because I swear I didn't"  He says

"I just don't want you to hate me" He finished