Last chapter did not end on a happy note. This chapter won't either...jk I'm just pulling your leg. Unless... Looks like you're going to have to read to find out. So what are we waiting for let's goo!!!
Song: No tears to cry By: Ariana Grande
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When we enter the house Zemke walks in the direction to his room. I try to talk to him but he's not having it.
"RED please leave me alone. I just...I just need some space ok?" I nod and let him go on his way. I walk up to my own room and plop down onto the bed. I close my eyes and try to clear my mind but images of Zemke and I play behind my eyelids. The guilt in my stomach had increased ten fold and I don't know what to do to make it go away. A gift? No, a poem? Ew! How about...I stop mid thought.
"Space. I can give him space." I acknowledge with a sigh.
As much as I hate it, he deserves the space he asked for. Without meaning to I put myself in his shoes. I grimace, we may not be a couple but perhaps we were getting there. The betrayal he must feel. It makes me wonder about his past and the relationships he has had. When this whole things blows over, I can get to know him more. Which led me back to giving him space. Due to the phone call we never actually got to finish our argument err conversation. Without permission my feet begin to head towards his room.
"Hey," I whisper and poke my head in.
"Jesus, Red what point of give me space don't you understand?!"
"Well because of the phone call we never really got to finish our conversation." I answer.
"When I answered the phone call that was my way of telling you that I didn't want to talk to you anymore."
"Well I wasn't finished."
"What else is there to say?!" He fumes.
"What do you mean what else is there to say?! You didn't give me a chance to-"
"Red, you went and kissed Jack, not to mention you enjoyed it. So how could you possibly still like me?" Zemke asks tiredly.
"Zemke I can't tell you what I was thinking or what came over me but I promise it won't happen again! It was just a small mistake. Why can't you look past this?!" Tears begin to spill down my cheeks.
"WHY CAN'T YOU TELL ME?! WHY CAN'T I LOOK PAST THIS!! RED, YOU'RE BASICALLY A SEX SLAVE, IF YOU HADN'T NOTICED. YOU'RE OFFICALLY HIS SUB. DID THAT NOT REGISTER IN THAT STUBBORN HEAD OF YOURS?!!! IT'S GOING TO HAPPEN EITHER WAY. YOU SAID THAT!!! SO WHY ARE YOU SO ADAMANT ON CONTINUING THIS ARGUMENT?!!"
"BECAUSE I WANT TO BE WITH YOU! AND I CAN'T TELL YOU WHAT I WAS THINKING BECAUSE I WASN'T! WHAT PART OF THAT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND? OR AM I JUST A MINDLESS SEX SLAVE YOU LIKE TO USE TO YOUR ADVANTAGE!" I yell back.
"BULLSHIT. DON'T TURN THIS ON ME. IF YOU WANTED TO BE WITH ME YOU WOULDN'T HAVE GONE AND KISSED JACK!"
"SO WHAT I KISSED HIM. THAT'S ALL IT WAS A DAMN KISS! IT'S NOT LIKE I SELPT WITH HIM!"
"YOU LIKED IT!!! YOU ENJOYED KISSING HIM!!! YOU OPEN YOUR LEGS FOR ANY MAN. YOU CAN'T GO A DAY WITHOUT A GUYS ATTENTION. TRUST ME WHEN I SAY THAT PEOPLE AT THE CLUB LOVE TO TALK!" He sneers.
"AND YOU BELIEVE THAT SHIT?! ZEMKE YOU KNOW ME BETTER THAN YOU KNOW THEM!"
"YOU SURE ABOUT THAT?!"
"YES OTHERWISE I WOULDN'T HAVE SAID IT DUMBASS."
"NO, I DON'T KNOW YOU. OF COURSE I FUCKING BELIEVE THEM. YOU'RE OUT HERE KISSING OTHER MEN!!! YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A SEX SLAVE. FACE THE FACTS!!!" He shouts, throwing his hands in the air, his face turning an angry red.
"YOU DON'T MEAN THAT. YOU'RE JUST SAYING THAT TO HURT ME!" I'm sobbing at this point.
"NO I MEAN IT. YES, I WANT YOU TO HURT AS MUCH AS YOU HURT ME BUT COME ON RED THAT'S ALL YOU ARE. WHY DO YOU THINK JACK TOOK INTEREST IN YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE? OBVIOUSLY NOT FOR YOUR PERSONALITY. GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF YOUR ASS. WE WEREN'T MEANT TO BE...Just accept it." Zemke sighs and turns away.
"YOU DON'T MEAN IT. TAKE IT BACK!!" I yell in his face and he pushes me away.
"Leave, you disgust me." He says and looks away.
"Fuck you." I sob and leave the room, slamming the door behind me.
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It's currently one in the morning and I have yet to finish my pathetic sniffling. I've just finished the fifth box of tissues and I would say I'm onto my sixth but my tear ducts are dry which means I have no tears left to cry. Why was he so set on pushing me away? Does he not miss the moments we shared together?
Why do I care so much? Why does the thought of losing Zemke seem so great to me? I don't really care for men. So why was Zemke different? My mind wanders to how he would make butterflies flutter in my stomach, how I couldn't seem to catch my breath around him, and how a kiss from him makes me so dizzy. How a warm feeling fills me from the tip of my toes to the top of my head when I think about him like this. Wait is it possible that I...
With my new discovery I run down the hallways and make my way to Zemkes room. My heart alight and the words at the tip of my tongue, ready to burst.
"Zemke!" I exclaim happily and open the door. My smile quickly falls as the scene in front of me unfolds. On the bed was Zemke, beneath him a beautiful redhead. Her hair was rumpled, her long slender legs were wrapped around him. The sheets tangle around their naked bodies, her fingers dig into the familiar muscular shoulders where my hands once were. She was touching the body I once thought I only knew the secrets of. She looks at me, her green eyes wide, swollen lips slightly parted. My eyes then meet eyes that I have learned to love, I want to say loved but its too fresh for that word.
"Sorry," I whisper and run out of the room, closing the door behind me. But not before...
"RED!" He shouts but I dont listen, I don't stop. Not until I'm in my room, the door shut and locked. I refuse to let the tears fall. I should've known. How could I not see the signs? Him constantly on his phone. A slight smile on his face along with a light blush as he read the texts. Most of the time I wanted to do something, he said he was busy. How he would be out at odd hours. That one time when he said he was getting coffee and came in super late! How earlier he was trying his best to tell me we shouldn't be together. Damn, Elvis wasn't wrong. Only fools fall in love.
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That's the end of chapter Thirty-Seven
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Runaway (slight BDSM)
Romance"I don't know who you think you are disrespecting me like that but you're going to regret it," he growls. "Oh, kinky," I purr, causing him to roll his eyes and let out a disappointed sigh. "Put her in the trunk," he says and makes his way to the pa...
