Wild Ride | Rhea Ripley | Possessive, Fluffy and Smutty

36 | Like You Hate Me

I currently couldn't handle watching Rhea.

We were back at hers and it was extremely late, we were tired - well - I was tired. I couldn't really tell what Rhea was feeling.

She hasn't said much since she calmed down, when we found out that it was Drew who-

I rested my head on the back of the couch, turning more on my side to look at Rhea, who was in a similar position, numb and staring at nothing. She felt- I knew she felt like it was her fault. That I would never have been involved with Drew if it wasn't for her.

I didn't know what to tell her.

It wasn't her fault. It wasn't mine. It was... it was partly Gunnar's, but I think he would have broke his way in either way-

It was Drew's fault. He did it. Not her...

"Rhea..." I whispered, and softly reached to touch her cheek. She looked at me. "Do you wanna go to bed?"

"You can go." She swallowed and looked down, not looking at me anymore. "I'll be there soon."

God, this wasn't well for my heart. "Please come with me." I moved my hand to grab hers. "I really would like to be with you right now."

Rheas face softened. "Ren... I-" she stopped herself. "I feel terrible." She got out.

"It's not your fault." I shuffled closer to her. "Rhea, it's not your fault. It's his fault." I told her. And I watched her eyes grow all teary. "Listen to me, Rhea. None of what happened was your fault. What he did to you, what he did to me... It was all him. Him, Rhea. Yeah, if I was with you that night, it wouldn't have happened. But, he would have found me somewhere else. And maybe, I wouldn't have been knocked out for it. But I'm glad I was. It was a blessing I didn't have to experience it." I sniffed back my own years, watching hers fall. "I can't imagine how horrible it must be, Rhea. I know you've done it a lot, and I'm so sorry. It was all him. None of it was you. You are the victim. I'm the victim. He's the one to blame."

And I think she believed what I said because she nodded along with me.

"Speak, Rhea. Tell me what you're thinking."

She sniffled. "I think- I think I just worry that... God, Ren. Do I cause you more harm than good?"

"No. Rhea, I'm so happy with you."

"But what I've done and what I've caused you-"

I cut off her sobbing words. "What he did wasn't your fault, Rhea. The only thing you've done that's upset me, was break up with me. But Rhea, that was his fault too. He fucked with your pills."

She nodded softly. "When I got the new prescription, I felt better." She wiped her eyes. "I have no idea what I'd been taking for a while there."

"I'm sorry." I touched her shoulder gently. "I'm glad you're ok."

She smiled sweetly at me. "I'm happy you are too. I hope you- I hope you can at least sort of understand me now."

"What do you mean?" I twinkled my fingers comfortably in her hand and she held my fingers back.

"How confused I felt. I was so mean to you, and I just felt- I felt terrible. I had no idea why. I was on- on something." Rhea said. "I hope you know that I would never break up with you as myself, Ren. I'm sorry. If you're still scared, I can only promise and show you that you shouldn't be."

I answered honestly. "I know."

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." I moved closer to her, and she pulled me onto her lap, where is straddled her. "I'm sorry I sort of doubted you."