Smoke and secrets | 18 +

XXI

I walked out the door with him in silence. I didn't care that he saw me, but I was not in the mood to hear what he had to say.

"Oh good I was worried you guys bailed on us." Anna said as we walked out.

I just smiled weakly at her.

"I was worried my sister got to you." Malia chuckled.

"A dream. I wouldn't even be mad if you left for her." Danica said laughing.

"She did." Grey mumbled under his breath. I looked at him, annoyance filling me.

"Car is ready." I looked to Malia who shot her head in Grio's direction.

"Thank you." Danica said as she and Rev were the first to walk, then Anna and Malia.

I started walking but Grey pulled me back.

"Is that her?" He asked me annoyance seeping through his voice.

"It doesn't matter, Grey. Frankly I don't have energy to hear what you have to say." I said to him. I tried walking away.

"Well Arabella you'll listen. I have a lot to say." He yanked me back. "Who is she?" He said.

"No one of importance to you."

"I'm asking one last time Arabella, who is she?" He tightened his hand around my wrist more.

"You're hurting me Grey. Can you let go?" I said.

"Are you fucking her? What happened to you and me? We agreed not to see other people." He said.

"Things change Grey. I've been gone almost two months. Shit changes." I tugged my wrist out of his grip. And god did it hurt when it was free.

"Are you sleeping with her?" He snapped harshly and raising his voice.

"It doesn't matter Grey." I said to him.

He let out an annoyed laugh, it was stifled and almost like he was going to lose his shit at any moment. "Of course you are. Of course you fucking are." He raised his voice even more.

"Arabella, you don't like women. You're too pretty to have it all wasted on them." He said loudly. "Wait until Arman hears about this. He's going to lose his shit."

I was at my limit with him. My absolute fucking limit. I knew if I retaliated, he wouldn't do anything. He's not that type of person.

I could challenge him and he wouldn't take it.

"Go on, tell him. I don't fucking care Grey. Tell him." I said right back to him in a challenge.

"You've got balls for thinking he'll take this lightly. You came here for a mission. Not to fuck around. Especially not with women like her." He said gripping my arm in his hand.

The thing about Grey is, that when he gets mad, it shows. There's a reason why he's the muscle. He's good at fighting any situation. But when he gets angry it's like he sees red.

We've been in these types of arguments before. Almost a year ago because I wanted to see what more I liked, as in if I liked women or not. If I could figure out more about my own body. He's always shut me down. I had to do many things in secret.

And when he'd find out, all hell would break loose. He'd shout, throw things then he'd apologise, make it all alright.

And like a fool, I took it every time.

"So tell him Grey. I don't care what he has to say. Not right now anyways."

"What are you going to do when he finds out huh? That you aren't here for what you were assigned to do? He's expecting you home in one month." He gripped my arm tighter.