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25📚|Disappointment...

Everything was hazy, the fog in my brain seemed to cloud the memories I have of a few hours ago.

"Celine!" I could have sworn I heard Alaina call, a small set of hands groped my face, confirming my suspicion.

"She's in here sir!" I heard her yell, I wondered who she was talking to. Was I really this out of it? I had that much to drink?

If I could smack myself I would.

A new set of hands were on me now, a firm, strong set of hands and as if instinct told me to do so, I leaned in to it's warmth. These hands reminded me of Kyle, wait, why was I thinking about him again.

He should be out of my mind, I don't want to remember him.

"I'm taking her home Alaina, you're coming with me." The voice belonging to the set of strong hands spoke, they sound exactly like professor Norman, firm, commanding and final.

I couldn't make out what Alaina said but I knew she came with us.

After that everything became hazy, I opened my eyes slowly, sleep still fresh in them and the weight of my eyelids made it hard to open. I blinked a few times to moisten them up and looked around the room but a frightened gasp left my lips when I saw Kyle standing in the corner, staring at me. Any other time, I would have been turned on and teasing him about how powerful he seemed in this moment but now I was scared, right now— with the moon casting a soft glow across his face and the night darkening his gaze he reminded me of the killer RNK.

"Kyle," I croaked, trying to bring back life into his frozen form.

"I was worried about you Celine, you were reckless and I should punish you for it." he spoke, his voice sent an unusual dark chill down my spine and I couldn't help but shiver under the pressure of it.

The memories of the many nights we had together flashed through my mind and almost had me giving into him. Those many nights were proof that Kyle meant every word when he said he'd punish me but I have to push it aside, I had to put my foot down and let him know that I'm not his nightly enjoyment and daily resentment.

"You don't have to worry about me anymore, you brought me here. Thanks, now you can leave." I knew my words pissed him off, I knew I was harsh but I-I didn't care.

Well Infront of him I didn't care because I knew as soon as he left, I would cry.

I was turned away from him and I didn't realize how close he had come to my bed, "Celine, look at me," he commanded, my body almost obeyed him the instant but I forced myself to stay put. He sighed and sat at the foot of my bed, "I'm sorry..." He said and my heart rate sped up, it wouldn't be the first time I'm hearing sorry. I heard it from my brother, I heard it from my mother and father but hearing it from him just gave me a sense of relief but I know it's because I wanted him to be sorry, I don't know if he actually is.

I didn't want him to be like the others, a liar only here to use me and manipulate me. I wanted Kyle Norman to be real and it's the reason I've been ignoring all the signs; that if Kyle isn't RNK then he had a connection with him, I didn't want to believe it but it's just starting to get hard to ignore.

The killer acts like we're friends like he has close access to me, someone sent that picture to cillian but funny how I haven't seen him since. Then the way Kyle tried to play off that trick at dinner, God I'm so stupid I should have seen it coming.

He thinks I'm naive and I can fall right into his little ploy, he's forgetting that I'm a criminal psychology student and I study hard. I was caught up in the infatuation, but we all know nothing can be stated as fact without proof and that's exactly what I'm gonna get. I just hope it's all just a big coincidence because I really, really like Kyle. I may even love him, plus RNK is crazy and professor Norman...isn't. If Kyle is RNK it would mean he had been lying to me, playing me like a violin. I was his puppet on a string, being pulled left and right by a man with two faces, I don't know if I could handle it.

"I forgive you now go..." I said, I was over exaggerating my anger towards him but I needed him out of my hair so that I could plan my next move.

"Celine, Look at me," he said again, his voice becoming more raspy, I bit my lip trying to fight it, trying to hold back all the tears, terror and heat. It's all just so much.

"Please," he urged, I gave in and turned to meet his eyes, regretting it almost instantly. He looked so torn, so raw and broken and I wonder why.

His dark eyes stared into my soul, "what's going on Celine, this is more than just what happened in the parking lot yesterday isn't it?" Of course it is but I can't tell him that..

"You said that I'm just like everyone else, what does that mean?" He asked, I squeezed my finger into the palm of my hand.

"This sounds like one of Dr. Greens sessions.." I scoffed and turned away from him again, is he one of them that's gonna try and fix me like they did my mother.

"I'm so-"

"I said leave! Where is Alaina?" I shouted sitting up, Kyle's face became conflicted, confused and it broke me. Does he deserves this treatment? Aren't I a hypocrite? Wasn't it the right thing he did by ending it all in the parking lot?

So many unanswered questions.

Kyle rose and swallowed, he ran his hands through his already tousled hair and turned to leave but stopped himself. He turned to me with eyes filled with something I couldn't quite figure out, I flinched because of the harshness in his gaze, "did I do something wrong Celine? I said I was doing this to protect you didn't I?" His voice was now just harsh whispers.

"of course you did! You fucked me like a midnight whore and threw me to the curb! What do you expect me to do? You tell me to leave then your asking me to stay...And what are you even protecting me from Kyle?!" I yelled flipping the covers from off me to go face him, I ignored the tremble in my body and stood up to the man that dominated me for so long.

His jaw tightened and his hard gaze pierced through my skull, "watch your mouth Celine, I only told you to leave because it'll keep you safe," he warned in a low tone, I thew my hands up in the air from frustration and decided to push harder.

"You don't get to tell me what to do asshole! I'm not your child and I sure as hell am not your woman! So protect me from what kyle?!" I was screaming at this point and was sure that the neighbors heard me.

He faltered but his hard gaze remained, "Celine I-its hard to explain," he tried to counter but I wasn't having it, I knew this would get some serious punishment next time if I continued but I'm not sure there will be a next time anymore.

"That's not an answer, if you can't be straight with me then there is nothing for us to talk about." He bit his lip, almost breaking skin as if he was fighting himself, he wanted to say something but he was willing himself not to. He clenched his fist and fought to remain silent, if he's willing to lose me to keep his secret then it's better this way, if things end for us.

He sighed and from the look on his face; his lowered gaze and shallow breath I knew the decision he had made. "I'll see you in class tomorrow," he whispered dropping his hands to his side, he turned to leave and twisted the door knob with so much force I'm sure it would have broke, he swung it open and left and when I heard my front door open and close I ran and made sure it was locked.

I slid down again the hard wood until I was sitting on the floor and covered my face with my hands to hide the tears, I cried, I cried until..well, I fell asleep.