The Host Guy

47th Chapter

"I don-" I interrupted myself, I couldn't say I didn't want it. Keep playing along, keep pretending. "I do want that."

What am I getting myself in?

One positive thing in all of this; I'm not seeing Colton ever again after today. So, a little bit of effort to do what he wants me to do, won't get me killed. I hope the police is already in their way though because I can't stand much more time pretending he's someone I can be next to.

"You are nothing compared to my ex girlfriend." He told me, then he put me on the bed by his side. "My ex girlfriend was a slut."

"Oh...but what did she do to you?"

I need an answer to why he acts like this obsessive psychopathic. I bet this slut girlfriend he was talking about is the answer.

"She told me I was her one and only, that she loved me more than anything, that she couldn't wait for us to get married one day and form a family. But guess what? Lies, lies and lies after lies. She would have sex with me and leave right after, and I always asked her if she could just stay with me cuddling in my bed to fall asleep with her, I would prepare romantic dates, everything I thought my girl deserved and then what? Oh right she would either say that it was all a waste of time because she didn't liked it or she would call saying she couldn't be there, yeah, it hurt. I think she only loved my money, not me. I would buy her everything she wanted, everything. But for what? For nothing. She slept with half of the school, showed her boobs for money. Oh god , I still don't know how I fell in love it her, I don't even remember how she was before that."

"Whoa." When he said she was a slut he was meaning it.

"But that does not matter anymore. You are here with me, you love me and I love you, am I your one and only babe?"

"Yes, of course." I lied and faked a smile.

"Good." He got close to me, and put my head on his chest. " I love you, Em. You don't care for my money, you never asked me for expensive things when we were officially dating, you never did anything wrong."

"Because money doesn't matter when you love someone, you don't love someone by their wallet, you love them because of what they have inside, not because of their looks, or what they have or don't have."

"Thank you, Em."

It wasn't really for you, Colton. But can I do?

"Now let's get into the action, baby."

"But there's no need to that... It's so good to be here lying on the bed next to you."

"You are right." He have me a kiss and then started acting like crazy again. Is he bipolar? "Stand up."

"Oh you wanna watch that movie?"

"Emily, this is not a joke! Stand up, please." He was angry, something in him was just messing up with him, he looked confused at the same time.

I got off the bed and did what he said. "Good girl, now take your clothes off!"

"Mhm, all? Can I stay with me panties and my bra?"

"Okay, but only today! And just because you were being kind."

"Thank you..."

I took my clothes off, and his eyes were attached in me with desire all over. I didn't quite understand him, what was him after all? Insane, bipolar and psychotic, what name fits him better?

"Where did you put my belt?"

"In there." I said poiting to where it was, my fingers were trembling, I was all trembling, I didn't want what he was about to do to me. No one wants.