My Crazy Ex

Fingerprints

CHRIS POV
I'd stayed up for a little while after Mel went back upstairs, but with no one to talk to I went to sleep.

I woke up to a car door slamming. That meant Robyn was home. I checked the time, hoping she wasn't out to late and then I went to the window.

I hated him. All that bullshit about wanting to put Kae behind bars was just to keep me off his trail. He just wanted Robyn and I would be DAMNED if I let him have her.

My stomach turned watching her throw herself at him. Her entire body language was inviting and welcoming him. The fact that she wanted this asshole was sickening.

Watching her kiss him was even worse. I moved back from the window unable to watch them any longer. I wanted to vomit.

She opened the door and rested back against it, sighing with contempt.

"What the fuck was that, Robyn?"

Watching her with him had really messed me up. Something in my brain flipped. I was not going to lose the woman I loved to that fucking dickhead.

She jumped and flipped on the lights. "Chris? What the fuck are you doing here?"

"What am I doing? No, what the fuck are you doing?"

"I-I... Uhh.. I.." She stammered trying to come up with something. "It's not what it looks like." She offered.

"It looks like you were tryna fuck that nigga behind my back."

"I- .. No, I wasn't ... Err.. I wasn't going to." She lied.

"What kind of fool do you take me for? If he had been down you would've taken him upstairs so don't give me that shit." I moved towards her, closing the distance between our bodies. "You fucking around on me now?"

She back up against the wall as I crowded around her. Her chest was heaving up and down.

"N-no. Chris I-" she stopped and pushed me away from her. "Fuck you. I dumped you. I'm free to have sex with anyone I want! I don't belong to you!"

"You'll always belong to me!" I tightened my hand around her wrist and pulled her into my body. "You're mine!" I gripped her chin with my right hand, devouring her lips in the process.

She clutched onto my shirt with wanton lust as she savored the taste of my lips. She hungrily locked her body against mine as she slid her hands around my neck, greedily driving her tongue into my mouth.

I pulled away from her, denying her the food she so desperately starved for and ripped her skirt down to her feet in the process.

"I- uh- stop! Get the hell away from me! I'm not your property." She yelled forcing more distance between us.

"Is that what you want?" I asked loosening my belt.

A fire sparked in her eyes as she watched me.

"I'M DONE WITH YOU! What don't you get about that?"

"Oh please, shut the hell up."

"I-... I want you out of here now." Her voice came out full of lust as I tore her shirt over her head. She'd opted out of wearing a bra. "Get your hands off of me."

"Make me." I pulled her into my body. "You think I just gon let you fuck around on me? Who the fuck do you think I am?"

"Chris stop," her voice was at a hushed whisper, "you're hurting me."

"Robyn? Robyn!" His voice came through the door. "Open up! Are you ok?"

She looked over her shoulder towards the door then back at me, a pleading look in her eyes. She wanted me to behave.