Twisted Pride 18+

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CHAPTER 44

I helped him clean the apartment, while cleaning I kept on wondering 'where did the knife come from'? I was clueless to how he ended up with it.

I'm pretty sure it was a pocket knife though, maybe it was in his pocket? Yes I let him have sex with me last night but like he always says with some random girl.

Sex is just sex.

I remember the feeling of being stabbed and shiver, it was such a weird feeling. I know it's stupid to be going home to my mothers place but.

I don't want to stay here, it'll make it even harder for me knowing he's two doors down from the bedroom I'd be in.

He took all the rubbish out as I sweeped the floors. The dishes are done and all surfaces are wiped down.

The bedroom had clothes all on the floor, I'm pretty sure it was a mix of clean and dirty. His closet was un organized and everywhere, his bed was unmade.

The guest bedroom was the opposite, it was clean with the bed made, nothing on the floor. Obviously because no one goes in there. I still gotta check the closet though just in case.

He cleaned his bathroom while I made the bed. We haven't spoken a word to each other well until.

"You want something for lunch?" he asks. I face him after helping organize his closet, I'm holding a clean shirt, ready to fold it.

"It's okay, I'm not that hungry," I say. "But, you were talking to yourself saying how hungry you were," he says now looking concerned.

"I can make tacos," he says and I beam at the thought. I haven't had good food in so long.

"I'll come and hel-" No, you've already done a lot more than I wanted you to, I didn't want you to clean my mess," he says.

"Well I did, so, get over it," I said and placed the last shirt on the folded pile. I open the end cupboard and gasp. It's my things, the things he got me.

"If you want... You can sell those things, it's enough to get your own apartment and even pay for college," he says.

"Don't be stupid, you gifted me these and I loved them," I say. The dress in hanging in one of those zip up bags for expensive clothes.

I see the necklace, the bracelet, those damn gorgeous shoes as well. "Would you take me on a fancy date if I wore these?" I ask and he nods.

"Hmm but you stood me up last time so maybe it isn't a good idea, I don't want you to do something stupid again," I sighed.

I hear his gulp. "If I kill her will you forgive me?" he said, I wasn't sure if he was serious or not.

I faced him. "Jesus Caden, Your uncle wouldn't like that, it was his stepdaughter."

"Just so you know I'm angrier about that part than you stabbing me," I say.

"We didn't do anything I promise," he says. "Everything was out, she was naked you had your hands on her, you were shirtless, not sure if your dick was in your pants or in her."

"It was in my pants, she didn't wanna do it knowing I was with you," he says. "She cried after and slapped me in the face wondering why I got her to do that and why I wanted to hurt you, I didn't wanna hurt you, I had to hurt you."

"I'm not forgiving you until you take me on a date and a shopping spree," I say, folding my arms over my chest.

"Get dressed into that dre-" I want a new one for this date, I'll wear that one to another date," I say.