The Sinner

59

"Leave me alone Rafe," I tell him, though I don't mean it. He holds onto my wrist to prevent me from leaving.

"I know you don't want me too," He says as he spins me around. God, he can read me like a book. As he towers over me, I could practically see his eyes spinning from intoxication.

I missed the charming smirk that was always plastered on his face. The sparkle in his eyes when he only looked at me. The creases that form around his mouth when he smiles. And the pure happiness that I feel when he's around.

But right now I'm nervous. He, makes me nervous.

"I thought my intentions were clear when I walked away from you," I say, pulling my hand out of his grip. There's part of me that wants to stay, wants to hear what he has to say. But there's another part of me that wants nothing to do with him. He left me, after getting shot.

I bet he expects me to come running back to him just if he flirts with me a bit.

Stay strong Corrine.

"Oh, I didn't think anything of it," He playfully tells me. Of course he didn't. He thinks this is a game. "I wanna talk."

"Does it look like I want too?" I say, eyebrows raised. He rolls his eyes. "You embarrassed me out there Rafe, I want nothing to do with you right now."

"Easy with the attitude," He says. I roll my eyes. "Why don't we have a mature conversation without you dismissing me the whole time."

"I can do whatever I want," I say, staring into his eyes.

"Yeah? And what's that miss bossy pants," He says. I give him a look. "I think maybe you wanna kiss me."

I roll my eyes, "That's never going to happen again."

"Why not?" He asks.

"Because, you cut that off when you broke up with me," I explain. He rolls his eyes.

"We don't have to be together for me to kiss you."

"It's too bad I don't like you anymore," I lie. He looks like he's seen a ghost for a second, like he believes me.

"I'm sure," He says anyway. He laughs like he's trying to convince himself. It's like he's not over me. "You've gotta be a better liar than that to fool me baby."

"Maybe I could take some lessons from you then." He laughs.

"Yeah I bet you'd benefit a lot from that," He says with an eye roll. "It's okay, you don't have to say you like me, I know you do love."

"I don't like you anymore, so get over it."

He chuckles, "You sure about that?" I look at how close we were and I take a step back so I was closer to the wall. "I think you do like me Corrine."

"I hate you, Rafe," I lie. He smirks, I don't know why I try.

"Oh yeah? Tell me more about how you hate me baby." I hate that nickname.

"Fine, if you insist," I say, crossing my arms over my chest. He nods, motioning me to continue. "I hate how you lie." Really? That's what I came up with?

"Lie? About what?" He asks. Like he doesn't know.

"You don't think I know you were high the entire time we were together?" He chews on the corner of his lip as he stares at me.

"It wasn't the entire time," He retorts.

"Mhm," I say with an eye roll.

"So that's why you hate me? Really, I know you've got more in you," He asks, I shift my stance. There is more pent up anger, but why is he letting me dish it out? What's his plan?  "Come on, give it to me baby."

"Don't call me that," I tell him warningly. He puts his hands up on defense. "You want me to go off on you? Fine, I hate the way you change my words when we fight, I hate how you get angry so quick, I hate how you don't care about anyone, I hate how you think you can control anyone in any room and I fucking hate how you abandoned me after I was shot when I literally trusted you not too."

"I think you could do a bit more," He says with a smirk.

"I already said I hate you Rafe, what more could you want from me?" I ask

"Hit me." What?

"Rafe," I say. "I'm not-"

"Hit me," He whispers. He leans over me, resting his hand above my head. "You'll feel so much better." He's fucked up, that's why he's saying this. He would never tell me to hit him, especially after my past.

But why does he truly want me to hit him? Is it one of his secret kinks he's never told me about? Or is he just drunk off his fucking ass.

"Rafe..."

"Alright, alright. I'll do you one better," He says. I give him a hesitant look.

"Careful, or else you'll be wanting me to kill you next," I say. He smiles, his drunk eyes darken.

"I want you to kiss me," He whispers. My heart rate increases rapidly, he wants me to kiss him?

"No," I say immediately. That would just take me two steps back. I can't kiss Rafe. My heart feels like it's going to jump out of my chest. Could he hear it?

"I know you want me just as I want you right now," He whispers, breath hitting my lips. Fuck. "Use that anger, and let me fuck you like you deserve."

"I...I can't," Fuck it's so hard to sound like I don't want too right  now.

Maybe I could fuck him, and just walk away without a word. But there's no way I could be emotionally functional after that.

"Why not? Tell me the worst thing that could happen," He says. Oh I don't know, I end up crying mid sex or something. "Whatever you're thinking, it really can't be that bad."

"I don't know.. How am I supposed to trust you?" I ask. He's already hurt me once. I really don't want him to do it again.

I hear something slam, causing my attention to snap away from Rafe. How has no one seen us by now? This is such a bad look to anyone that walks by.

He puts a finger under my chin and moves my head towards him again. He licks his lips, slowly leaning in again.

"You're just gonna have to do it," He says. "Take a chance with me, angel."

Fuck. me. Not the angel nickname.

I guess I'm doing this.

"You're sure you wanna do this," I say slowly.

"Positive. You're sure?" I slowly nod my head. He smirks.

"But this means absolutely nothing to me," I warn him. "I do hate you." He chuckles.

"Then show me how much you hate me angel."

And my lips meet his just as he pushes me back into the bathroom.

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