Wait And He'll Be Gone

Chapter 8

My breathing hitched and my heart sped up.

"Er I'm just gonna go t-to the toilet." I stuttered. Alex just smiled in reply.

I lent over the sink, steadying my breaths. I gently splashed water on my face to cool myself. I pressed a paper towel under the tap and placed in on my head. When my heart slowed to a gentle drum, I stepped outside the door and scanned the room.

Alex still sat in his seat.

Avery stood beside him.

"So who was that sexy little thing I saw" I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"That would be me." I stated coldly.

His body turned quickly, his green eyes widened, full lips parted slightly in surprise.

"Oh, h-hey Lexie" he attempted to mask his surprise with a smile.

"Hello Dr Avery" I replied calmly. "Did you pay the bill sweetie" I beamed at Alex. He nodded cautiously. "Wanna go back to mine?" I winked.

He quickly rose from his chair and grabbed my hand.

"It was nice seeing you Dr Avery" I said bitingly.

Alex quickly drove us to my house. I raced to my door and up the stairs, screeching as Alex chased after me. He pushed me through to door and we fell onto the bed, his body positioned between my legs.

He kissed along my neck, gently biting at the sensitive spot behind my ear. Pinning my hands above my head with one large hand. Pressing his body against mine. Using his other hand the slowly unzip the side of my dress.

The next morning I found myself laying across Alex, one leg hitched across his hip.

I slowly pulled myself away. Slipping on an old shirt and shorts. I walked carefully to the door. Catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror. My neck had a large purple stain on one side, my legs and arms covered in large hand shaped bruises.

My head snapped over to the bed as Alex stirred. Turning onto his stomach I notice small nail marks across his back. I smirked to myself.

I quietly padded to the kitchen and poured some tea for myself. I ransacked the fridge for some food, before deciding to make a full English. As I was placing the food on two plates I felt two firm arms wrap themselves around my waist.

"Good morning gorgeous" he breathed onto my neck sending chills down my spine.

"Hey, you have good timing" I laughed. Turning to kiss him. His lips pressed against mine lightly. He reached behind me to pick up the plates and places them on the table. We sat opposite each other, whilst he told me about the operations he was put in for.

He jogged upstairs to shower, while I tidied up. When he finished, he kissed my forehead swiftly as he sped out the door slamming it closed behind him.

I stood there for a few seconds before pressing my back against the wall and sliding to the floor.

Guilt ripping through me.

Remembering our night at mine.

And all I could think about throughout the night.

Jackson...