Broken halfs.

Chapter 13. Scared her

Theresa's POV

"Get in" Xavier pushes a door open shutting it after i enter. I was immediately surrounded by darkness with hints of little red lights illuminating from the floor leaving the room a deep dull red colour. I flinch when I hear the sound of the door locking.

I felt goosebumps rise up the back of my neck and arms as he slowly circle me. He looks pissed. I mean he is, that much is obvious by the way his jaw is clenched almost painfully.

"Why did you let him touch you" he asks coming to a complete halt Infront of me. Paniked I take a huge step backwards only to land on the bed. He continued nearing me slowly and slowly so I hastily got off the bed and landed on my butt on the floor looking up at him.

I've watched and read too many movies and books all in which a girl in a similar situation as mine falls over on the bed and stays there thinking there's some invincible barrier that's gonna stop his from climbing up the bed too. It never ends well. I'd rather have him trapping me against a wall than on top of me on a bed.

Instantly he was now towering over me his gaze burning on me yet looking far away. Like there's demons in his head whispering evil shit to them but his trying to shut them out.

I felt my stomach drop at the craziness in his eyes as I got up from the floor. He closes the distance between us, our chest touching as mine rose and fell at my heavy breathing.

"You liked it when he touched you huh" he put a hand on my waist. I frowned slightly at his words as my breath caught in my throat due to the burn his touch had.

"What are you talking about Xavier" I warned him breathlessly trying to push him off me. "You liked it when his hands encircled your waist" he whispered in my ear his warm breath hitting my face at the same time his hand on my waist softly encircled my waist but there was nothing soft about his grip. His grip on my waisting wasn't gentle like Jay's at all. It wasn't friendly, it was angry, predictory, dangerous even. Heat spread everywhere his skin touched mine.

"Xavier are you crazy let me go" I say louder this time Hoping it would register to him. He steps back from me and a loud sigh escapes my lips.

"Of course I'm going crazy. Something that belongs to me was being touched and played around with by some jerk" he yelled and I shook my head furiously walking towards him.

"I'm not a thing. I'm a person and his not a jerk his name is Javier Laird the third" I yell in his face showing him I'm not scared of him even if that was far from true. I don't know if I'm crazy but he gives me 'i feel like killing ' vibes when his angry. Which he is right now and is giving.

" No his is dick and definitely not the first of his family and your MINE. you belong to me" he shouts in my face.

"I belong to no one" I whisper not so sure myself.

He chuckled lowly looking at me with pity. "Really? Didn't your daddy make it clear to you after I did" he asks. I felt my chest squeeze and hurt. That was a low blow on his part.

He had to remind me. I mean I had to be reminded, how could I forget. I'm officially a property of Xavier Lamare.

I drop to the floor and hug my legs pressing my face better my knees as tears flowed from my eyes. I had promised myself that he was never gonna see me cry but who am I kidding. I'm just a stupid cheerleader no one wants. That no one trys to understand.

"Fuck" I hear Xavier curse lowly then a loud bang as something hit the wall. I could hear him breaking every single thing in the room that's light and delicate enough to be thrown against a wall and break. I'm surprised he hadn't picked me up yet. I'd break without even needing the walls help. I'm delicate enough. Unfortunately.