you're mine

Chapter 27

Luca's point of view

My hands grip the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white from pressure. I don't know whether to feel mad or happy. My body is telling me I should feel mad, but my mind is telling me the opposite.

She admitted she wants to be with me, and I didn't even have to do that much to prove she wants that.

This is exactly what she was meant to do. She was meant to stay with me and believe that's what she wants because that's what is right. All this time, that was all I ever wanted.

And now I've got it.

Maybe my exit was a little too dramatic.

My car immediately stops when I realise just how big my mistake is, she could have left by now. It is almost impossible to see anything due to the rain on the window. I turn the car around and drive back to where I just came from. Maybe it was a little stupid of me to leave, but that doesn't matter now. I will go back to her and comfort her sad state, making her relieved I came back.

Now, I can only hope she is still in that tent, hoping I will come back for her. I speed up the car until the road turns into grass. As soon as I turn the engine off and remove my seatbelt, I dart out of the car, running to the tent that is under a tree though it doesn't stop the rain any.

My hands reach out to pull on the small zip that opens the tent. As I make a whole big enough to crawl through, I see her. She lies on her side with her knees pulled up. Instantly, she looks over to me.  Her gaze is full of confusion. Emily doesn't speak, probably afraid she will say the wrong thing; just like me.

Instead, I rush over to her, bringing her into a tight hug. When I hug her, I instantly feel her cry against me.

"I am so sorry." I whisper quietly. "I love you."

She doesn't speak, she just tightens the hug and I let her. I don't ever want to let her go again. I promised I wouldn't leave her alone and I did. I left her alone here in the middle of a random field; and on top of that, during a storm, though I was never planning on being gone long.

"I should have trusted you, baby. I am so sorry I didn't trust you. I just... I didn't want to trust you and then find out later that it meant nothing to you. I would rather you just show me I mean nothing." I explain calmly. "I guess.... it was hard for me to believe you would like me after everything I have done."

"I do like you, I promise. I am sorry for what I said, I just wanted to hurt you like you were hurting me but I didn't mean it." She takes her arm from around me to wipe her eyes and nose on her sleeve. "I was being so personal with you and that took a lot for me. So, when you made me feel bad about it I just wanted to hurt you I'm so sorry."

"No, no don't Apologise. This is my fault, Emily." I pull her down to lie with me, not letting go of her. My lips curve up slightly at how easy she let me back to her.

I place a kiss on the top of her head. She moves her head off of me to look up at me. My eyes stay locked on hers before I lean down and kiss her deeply.

Emily's hands move from my waist to my face, bringing me closer to her without breaking the kiss. It feels impossible to breathe in this moment, we are so close I am convinced she is doing it for me.

Her fingertips lightly trace down the scars on my wet arms then run through my blonde hair and her legs wrap around my waist, trying to pull me closer. My lips leave wet kisses on her neck right above the necklace I gave her. I have to fight back a smile when the chain grazes my lips.  It makes me happy she wears the necklace I gave her and I hope she always does. That is what I always have wanted. Yeah, my mom wanted me to give this to the girl I love but it means much more than that to me. When I was younger, it comforted me. I kept it under my pillow and held it close to me when I wanted a hug. I never told anyone that until today, when I told Emily. I wanted her to know the meaning behind it. I want her to know how important she is to me.

Sure, I... overdramatise my emotions at times to make her closer to me, but I don't lie about my past.

My hand travels down to her thigh, holding it tightly against my body. Her tongue intertwines with mine feeling fucking euphoric. I never believed she would be this passionate with me, especially after what just happened. Hell, after everything that has happened. She didn't deserve any of this... but I did. I deserve this. I deserve to have something for once. I know that makes me a bad person.. but when your family decide you're a bad person, the next best thing to do is prove them right, Right? I know she thinks I am a good person, I don't really understand that, I killed people in front of her and ripped her away from her life yet she finds away to excuse it all.

I am not a good person. Maybe once upon a time, I was. But not now. God, when I am not thinking about her, I am thinking about murdering my family. Even my dumb siblings that should have died before they were even born. A lot of my problems would have been solved if I took a knife to her stomach each time the dumb slut got pregnant. 

"Are you ok? You seem distracted." Emily pulls back and frowns. Shit, I let my anger towards my parents distract me. Of course, they even ruin this.

"Yeah I'm fine, gorgeous." My lips go back to hers and this time I deepen the kiss even more. She pulls on the hem of my shirt desperately. "Tell me what you want." I whisper.

"You."