CHAPTER 3
"Your fucking submissive? Go..." Chantelle was outraged how he could use that term describing her. Fuck him. "Go to hell Blaine, you're losing your touch." She bit back. "You couldn't hold a submissive if you tried... Dickhead." As she finished off her sentence who other than the very pretty Leanne walked out to join them.
"Good morning." Blaine smiled so sexily at her. Fucking asshole, if he dare put her on show, Chantelle was going to lose her shit. Fuck him.
"Good morning there Leanne, you look beautiful this morning." Blaine the idiot said.
"Yeah, so beautiful, was telling Blaine here how bad he's losing his touch being a Dom. Got nothing going for him anymore. I mean when was the last time he fucked you?" Chantelle was so angry. Yet she kept her face and voice so calm. As calm as she could anyway, playing his game of being all in control and shit.
"Do you have to be so crude?" Blaine asked shaking his head.
"Oh my bad, I recall a time when you asked her to pull up her dress for your friend to see her ass and I'm crude?"
"Enough Chantelle..." Liam spoke up now. Fuck them all.
"You're right Liam, that's my cue to fuck off. It was nice seeing you guys. Catch you all later." With that Chantelle got up and left them to talk about her. Fuck them all.
She took Blaine's keys and left. He could go fuck himself as well. So over this crap, her head about to explode with all the emotions that seemed to be running wild in her head. She found her way over to Ian's place, the only place she felt like she could express how she was feeling.
Ian looked worried when she walked into this house. It was like he was waiting for Blaine to figure out where she was.
"You okay?" He asked her. She shook her head and dropped down onto the sofa.
"No, no I'm not fucking okay. I can't do it. I can't stay with him." She said hating herself. Of course she was staying with him. Of course she would never ever leave her children, the problem with that was nor would he. That's why she would stay with him. And the fact that she loved him so deeply that it was the scariest thing ever.
"Chantelle, you do this all the time. We all know you are going to stay with him. Why do you make it out like you have the option of leaving?" Yep, Ian knew Blaine exactly for what he was. A fucking crazy son of a bitch.
"Because I am going to kill myself. I cannot sleep unless he's in the bed. I don't want that. I don't want to need him for anything. I hate it that I can't seem to function unless he is pulling my strings." She bit out angrily.
"I will give you some sleeping pills, just use them for a while, until you adjust to sleeping on your own. Look Chantelle, you come here alone, you do that, he is not making you do that. You are still in control of yourself."
She laughed sarcastically. "Yeah okay Doc, whatever Trevor." She said making him laugh.
"Very childish." He said after a while.
"Don't be all judgmental there Doc, you are supposed to stay objective right?" She smiled up at him. Ian pinched the bridge of his nose.
"You know what Chantelle, I have dealt with many patients, none, and I repeat none have impacted me like you. You sure have a way about you." She squinted her eyes.
"I will take that as a compliment... I think." She added as an afterthought.
She found she liked it at Ian's house. Even if he wasn't with her, she just liked hanging around. It made her feel distant from her life. She knew that one day Blaine would put a stop to her going and coming, she was not dumb but for the time being she was happy to be away from him and his shit.
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The Darkness Within
RomanceThis is book 3 to the Bittersweet series. It follows the struggles of Chantelle and Blaine. Chantelle cannot seem to forget the wrongs done to her, she fears the monster in her bed more than she fears anything. Blaine's obsession is forever growing...