dangerous curves -Lando Norris (English Version)

Part 30: Conversation

'You're so inconsiderate,' I shout at him, while the bass from downstairs still makes the floor shake on the second floor.

"You call me inconsiderate?" he asks angrily, a whiskey glass between his fingers as he stands opposite me and I lean against the wall.

"Are you deaf?" I ask rudely.

'You're calling me inconsiderate...you were the one who didn't give a shit that I begged you to stay here in tears...but you didn't give a shit about me...' Lando says back sourly.

"You lied to me...why should I stay with you?" I respond, still angry.

'Because I thought it was forever between us...but Madame is afraid of everything and prefers to run away instead of facing conflicts...' he says nastily.

'You have no right to judge...then you tell me why you fuck someone else every night...in my bed! You've never made a commitment....you're more damaged than I am!' I shout back, hurt.

'I don't need to justify myself to you! I don't need anyone to stroke my hair...'' he responds, not amused.

Our eyes deepen.

'Oh? Well, you let me do it...''

'You were just one of many...' he says, and I know he's lying.

Disappointed, I look down.

"A fuckboy will never change, huh?" I ask, raising my head.

'You molded me like this...' he says, calmly.

'Stop blaming it on me...you were like this from the beginning...and I tried to change you, which I shouldn't have done...' my voice rises.

'You broke me and left me behind...before I cared about you, my life was much better...' he says angrily.

'You lied to me, you fucking lied to me...you took my virginity and then you brazenly lied to my face,' I say louder.

'And you didn't even listen to me when I tried to explain myself!' he shouts back, crushing the glass in his hand.

Drops of blood are dripping.

'Let me see...' I say and reach for his bloody hand.

'Don't touch me...' he says angrily and takes a step backwards.

''I will never let you hurt me again...you were the first one I bonded with...and then you just left me...'' he says quietly and takes a seat on the bed.

I'm sorry, lando, but you hurt me so much by lying to me. I didn't know you felt that way...'' I say regretfully and put my hand on the door handle.

'It wasn't easy for me to leave you either... because...' I say and turn back to him.

His annoyed eyes meet mine.

'Because I love you too...I love you so much that it hurts...' I whisper gradually.

Our eyes are glued to each other, but there is no reaction from him. So I turn towards the door and reach for the handle again, but his hand stops me. I turn towards him again. Gripped by him, he sits me on his lap. He lays his upper body on the bed behind him, placing his bloody hand on my thigh. His other hand grips my hip.

'You can treat her...' he says softly, not looking at me.

I gently open his hand and remove the splinters from his palm. Then I clean the wound, wipe away the blood and wrap a bandage around it.

"Does it hurt?" I ask.

When he realizes that his hand has been treated, he sits up, his hand still resting on my hip. His eyes lock on mine.

'No...' he says coldly.

"Did you just mean that?" he asks, a little more gently now, after a few minutes of silence in the semi-dark room.

'Yes...and I know you don't feel the same anymore...' I reply.

'I sleep with women...' he began.

I listen to him intently.

'Whenever I sleep with these women, I only think of you...I close my eyes and have your pretty face underneath me...' he explains gently.

I look at him in surprise.

'That doesn't make it any better...it still hurts me when you even touch other women...' I reply.

'I know and that was my goal...' he says, his warm palm touching my neck.

'Your goal was to hurt me?' I ask, disappointed.

''Because I didn't know how to handle it...''

'That's still no reason, or shouldn't be a reason,' I respond.

'I never learned how to deal with something like this...I never knew this feeling...but I'm sorry, Amalia...' he whispers and moves closer to me.

"And why in my bed then?" I ask back.

''My bed still smells of you from the second time we slept together...I couldn't let another woman drown out your scent...'' he explains.

A small smile escaped my lips.

'And you say you can't be gentle, Norris,' I say tenderly.

Now he smiles.

''I don't know if I'm in a position to experience all that again...I think we should stay away from each other...''

"Keep away?" I guessed.

'Yes,' he says.

Leaving his lap, I straighten my pants.

'Please don't take offense...' his voice sounds again.

'All good... what else did I expect? I left you, so why would you still love me or want to trust me...'' I say, disappointed in myself.

Warm palms grip my hips and press me tenderly against the wall. Raising my head, my sad eyes meet his eyes.

"I still love you..." he whispers in my ear, stroking a hair over my ear.

Goose bumps spread across my skin.

'But I can't let this happen between us again...we're not good for each other...' he whispers again.

'I only have one wish...' I whispered.

The look in his eyes told me to keep talking.

'Please stop sleeping with other women...I can't stand it...' I say quietly.

'Then don't go on sleeping in leclerc's room...' he whispers.

'I promise, norris...'