Chapter 12

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"What are you doing? Get off me!" I yell at Rein and try to pull my legs away from him, but his grip just tightens. 

One of Reins fingers brush over my scratch that he gave me in the car, I clamp my mouth shut and look up at him.

"Please..." I beg him, giving up a little.

Rein shakes his head and pouts. "How can you use that face with me?" 

I take a breath and calm down a bit thinking he was going to let me go. Rein leans down and whispers in my ear. "It makes me horny..." 

My eyes widen and I pull my head away from his face. "What?" I ask in disbelief. "Are you deaf?" He frowns his brows at me and drags me down the couch so that I'm more on his lap.

"I said it makes me fucking horny." He huffs at me and grinds against my ass. I gasp at him and try to struggle away.

I grit my teeth and try to push him away... Why was he being so weird?! What happened to make him like this?

"Rein! Let me go... I have to finish dinner. You have to get onions before the shop closes..." I try to give him a smile, but my lips couldn't stop quivering uneasiness.

"Alright fine... But don't expect some crazy rough fucks after dinner." He smirks at me and releases me getting off the couch, he looks at me again and sighs running his fingers though his light brown hair. 

"I'm going to change." He taps my thighs and walks away, with a completely different mood.

Bipolar much...

I watch him walk away then slowly get off the couch and walk myself back to the kitchen where I finish cutting up all the ingredients. 

Tomato, Basil, Garlic, Canned Tomato, lettuce, cheese, kidney beans, mince, salsa, and garlic sauce.

Rein just had to get the onion, and I could finish making dinner.

I turn around when I hear the bedroom door open and shut, Rein walks into the kitchen and grabs the car keys.

"I won't be long."

Is all he says then leaves. I stand gagged at the way he just left without saying 'love you.' I don't know if he even loved me anymore... Or if I loved him

I scoff at myself and cover the food with some cling wrap and sit in the living room until Rein returns.

Picking up my book, I flick through the pages until I get to the one, I'm up to, I remove the little shit piece of paper that does literally nothing because I can't find it most the time. Put the useless piece of paper back, close the book and cry.

Why was I crying? Why didn't I start crying sooner? Rein will be home soon why am I choosing to cry now?

I wipe my tears away and head to the bathroom to wash my face.

The cold water hitting my face calms me down and gives me a clear mind... I knew why I was crying now.  

Rein.

Rein was the reason I was crying, it felt horrible... I felt like a horrible person for thinking this, but it had to be true.

If Rein... If Rein... Why would I think this? He hasn't done anything wrong. I dropped the glass, I agitated him on the drive home, I enticed him then begged him to stop... It was all me...

The water dripping off my chin mixed with my new wave of tears, I watch as they mix for with the water coming from the tap and go down the drain.

I rinse my face one more time then dry it on a random towel and go back to the lounge room to wait for Rein to get home with the onions.

not even a minute later headlights are seeping through the gaps in the curtains, Reins home.

I take a deep breath in then head to the kitchen and put my apron on, preparing all the ingredients for the mince, I start cooking the meat and draining the oil that leaks from the red blob.

Rein walks through the front door, I turn to greet him and smile... Did he buy the whole shop? No he couldn't have, we don't have that sort of money.

"Hey sweetie, sorry I brought a bit more. I couldn't help myself." He says putting the bags on the bench then coming up behind me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

I laugh and continue to mix the mince then turn my head and face him. "What did you get?" I ask and hand him the spatula so that I could mince the onion while he kept an eye on the meat, he takes the utensil without a word letting me do what I need to do.

"I got the onions, some snacks, alcohol, bread, milk, and..." He thinks for a moment trying to remember before dropping the spatula and running outside to the car faster than Sonic.

What the fuck?

I watch him run out then mix the mince for a few seconds before adding the onion. Rein is back in record timing with a box of ice-cream and some roses.

"Here." He says and passes the roses to me, he then starts to put all the foods and drinks away.

I take the flowers from him surprised them down so that I can continue to cook dinner.

"You don't like them?" I hear a sad voice from behind me, I shake my head and smile while adding the seasonings to the mince. "I love them babe, but I'm cooking right now. I'll put them into a vase when I'm done." I turn my head and look at him, a pout on his face.

God, he can be so cute sometimes!

He nods his head and takes the roses dumping them in the bin. My smile fades.

"What did you do that for?!" I yell at him, he frowns at me. "You didn't like them, so I got rid of them." He states.

They were so pretty.

I leave the stove and fish the roses from the bin, luckily the bin was empty. I grab a random vase from the cupboard, fill it with water then gently put the roses in it, adjusting some so that it looks prettier, even though it already looked gorgeous.

The roses had the most vibrant blue and red roses I had ever seen...

What did they mean?

AUTHORS NOTE

Poor Arlo, he's too much in love to see it's tearing him apart.

What do the roses mean:

Blue roses represent mystery, illusion, and ultimate desire.

Red madame roses convey a message of passion and lust.

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