Lars and Sadie

Chapter Nineteen (18+ ONLY)

Sadies POV

I attempt to slam the door behind me, but he catches it. "Stop running from me!" He yells at me, but I can't stop trying to leave. All we have been doing for the last day and a half was fighting, and arguing. Ever since Jenny told me the truth, all I've been thinking is what Lars truly thinks about me. All that time we've spent together, and I thought he really had changed. "Sadie!" He yells again, as I'm booking it up the stairs. "Fucking TALK to me!"
"Eat a dick!" I scream back, slamming the bedroom door shut. Before he can make it to me, I lock the door. I'm fighting back tears, rummaging through all the crap in the room, trying to find my suitcase. Then, the doorknob starts wiggling.
"Did you lock the fucking door??" He yells, wiggling it more, shocked I locked it. I don't respond, finding my suitcase. Quickly, I start to grab as much of my own crap as I could. Lars begins banging his fist against the door. He's relentless, but I ignore his attempts to make it inside. As that suit case is almost full, he starts to throw his whole body against the door.

I'm running out of time!

I grab my other suitcase, filling that one up as well. Suddenly, the banging and thrashing stops. I pause, wondering if Lars is okay. But I get myself out of that, and continue packing.

Moving in with him was a huge mistake.

Forgiving him was a mistake.

We were a mistake.

As far as I remembered, I had a duffel bag that I brought. If I'd forgotten to pack anything, I'll just let him have it. I didn't think I could stay in that house with that man any longer. As I fish in the piles of clothes and junk, there's a loud bang against the door once more. However, it isn't a fist, or a body. I freeze in my tracks, and turn to the door. A loud crash sounds off once again, and I see an axe breaking through the wood. 

Where the hell did he have an axe??

I scream in shock and horror, knowing now he has a weapon I'm completely defenseless.

He's going to kill me!

I scream again, the axe going through the wood one last time. There's now a huge gash of wood missing from the door, wood chips all over the floor. The weapon falls with a clank, and it's back to Lars throwing his whole body against the door. With one final rush, he bursts through. He falls to the ground, but doesn't stay down for long. Frantically, he gets up and rushes to me. I'm frozen in place, absolutely petrified. He grabs me by the shoulders.

"Are you okay?" He asks me, looking all around my face. He pants heavily, breathless, "Please Sadie, tell me you didn't take my pills."

Pills?

"What pills??" I ask, never realizing he was medicated. I didn't know he was struggling like that. He really never told me anything.
"My old antidepressants," Lars glazes over my question, bringing me in a hug. "At first I was pissed you locked the door but then I thought what if you were really upset. I couldn't think of losing you like that."
"God, Lars, I'm not going to kill myself!"
"But I didn't know that!" He pulls himself off from me, but still having a good grip on my arms. As he stares in to my eyes, and I stare back. "Just...why didn't you tell me?" He asks, at a loss for words as to why I hid so much from him. But I hit him back with the same question.
"Why didn't YOU tell ME?" There's a tension between us, but I can't tell what kind it is. Without thinking, Lars leans in to me, kissing me. At first I don't kiss back, but it was so hard to resist. I lean in to it, my eyes closing shut. I feel his tongue glide against my bottom lip, asking for entrance. I accept, and he enters my mouth, swirling around, marking his territory. Without thinking, I'm undoing his pants, and he's undoing mine. But then it hits me, what we're doing.