His Favorite Scar

Chapter 17: I walked away but you couldn't

Scarlett's POV

The way he kissed me with his hand still wrapped around my throat with his thumb occasionally caressing the mark that he gave me, it sent chills down my spine because it felt like this was the last time that he was kissing me...like it was our last kiss.

It was filled with lust...with longing, it was passionate, it was lingering, it was the one that you can never forget no matter how bad you try...it was one such that told me that he desired me more than I could ever even imagine...the way he kissed me...touched me tonight was enough to let me know that whatever I felt for him, was anything but one sided...but yet, it was one such that had a little goodbye hidden somewhere within it.

The urgency, the passion in each caress of his fingers against my skin, in each caress of his lips against mine...each brush of his lips against my skin, told me that he has been holding himself back since ages...and tonight when I dared to kiss him, he could no longer hold himself back.

And just as a glimmer of hope that we could be something more in future, was flickering in my heart, it was blown away just as quick as it appeared when he pulled apart and uttered the words that broke my heart and diminished every hope for 'us' that had ignited in my heart with his kisses...with his touch.

"And now, Scarlett Knight, you're gonna forget that this ever happened"

I stared at him blankly, but I wasn't confused at all, for the way he kissed me not even a second ago, had made it clear enough deep down in my head that he would be saying something like that after pulling apart...that there was no hope for us.

I mean, I was so stupid to even think that him kissing me was a sign that he was finally giving in and accepting his feelings for me...but what I couldn't have guessed was this...that he was just satisfying his own need until he gained his self control back and could say this to me.

"Whatever happened tonight in this alley, shall remain here itself...we'll leave it back here and never discuss it again...this was a one time thing..."

"This shall never happen again"

"So...please, I really need you to forget this, Scar"

"Will you please do that for me? Baby...hmm?"

You can't be serious, David...? You really expect me to forget all about it? The way you touched me...the way you kissed me tonight? You really expect me to forget all about it? You really expect me to pretend and go on with my life as if this never happened...as if I didn't just give you my first kiss?

You really want me to pretend that you're not my first kiss? That you're not the first and only guy whom I've allowed this close to me?

Do you really think that you are that easy to forget? David. Or am I that easy to forget?

Perhaps I am.

But you...you David, have got some audacity and balls to stand before me and ask me to forget everything...after kissing me the way you did...after touching me the way you did.

If you wanted me to forget all about it so bad, then perhaps you shouldn't have done what you did...you shouldn't have kissed me the way you did...you shouldn't have touched me the way you did...you shouldn't have marked me like you goddamm owned me...you should have never initiated any of this in the first place...because these moments that we just shared...our proximity...will live in my heart forever...it will live in my heart forever and grow it's claws deep within my heart with time and age...like a reminder that I ever loved a guy like you.