Insatiable

Chapter 13

Splashing the ice cold water on my face, I looked up at the mirror and cringed at my reflection. The bags under my eyes clearly portrayed my lack of sleep these past few days.

When the tears refused to come I felt myself going into withdrawal, simply giving up on life. Demetrius has noticed as well but his concern was the least of my worries.

Picking up my shoulder bag, I left the room and went downstairs.

I didn't utter a word as I made my move towards the door.

"And where do you think you are going?" Demetrius enquired staring at me long and hard.

I vaguely responded. "Out."

"Out where?"

"Just, out." Stunning him into silence, he slowly got up of his chair and approached me.

"You didn't answer my question Sophia, I said, where?" He moved past me to stand in front of the door, his large frame made it almost impossible for me to get past him.

"It's none of your business." I muttered looking down.

"Oh really? Fine, turn around and go back upstairs because you're not going anywhere." I could see how much he was trying to control his temper, but that restraint didn't last long when I only added to his anger.

"You know what? Fuck you! Fuck you and your rules. Fuck you and your stupid jealousy. They can all go to hell for all I care. You stand in front of me all high mighty like you know everything, but you are just as clueless as the next person. I am going and there is nothing you can do to stop me!" At the end of my outburst I could feel the moisture forming in my eyes and I had to blink severely to prevent them from rolling down my cheeks.

Demetrius only stared at me, I could tell his restraint was broken and he was mad, really mad. Wordlessly, he grabbed my arm and began to drag me upstairs, further away from the door.

"Demetrius you're hurting me!" I struggled against his hold, praying he would lossen the iron grip he had on my arm.

"I am not your doll, so don't treat me like one." I muttered when he all but threw me onto the bed.

"What is wrong with you?" He asked harshly staring at me as if I was a complete stranger and as much as I hated to admit it, it stung, a lot.

"What? Because I don't pay heed to your every word and I'm no longer at your beck and call there is all of a sudden something wrong with me?" I questioned sarcastically wanting nothing nothing more than to slap the infuriating man in front of me.

He glared at me. "Of course not, do not be so infantile Sophia."

"Then what? Why do you now think there's something wrong with me?"

He slammed his fists on the nearby table, I didn't flinch. "Haven't you noticed Sophia? You are so much more distant, you are sad all time and you no longer respect me."

"Well I'm sorry if I don't agree with your idea of a healthy marriage because you telling me what to do all the time is certainly not my idea of one."

Running a frustrated hand through his curly hair he paced angrily across the room. "See there it is, your smart mouth, your constant need to start an argument with me, that may be your idea of a healthy marriage but it certainly isn't mine."

Folding my arms stubbornly across my chest I spoke. "I don't know what your talking about."

He suddenly stopped, looking directly into my eyes I suddenly became uncomfortable. "If my assumption is wrong then tell me, don't just stand there and act like nothing is wrong with you!"