Fiona's POVThere comes a time one's life where you just have to tell yourself the truth and right now my truth is that in a matter of mere weeks I had gone way beyond crushing on Sam Fox. I still ca what I feel for him but the word crush, does cut close
Because, can someone tell me why I'm foolishly allowing myself to be dragged away from a party by the man that has done a really good job at pretending that I do not exist for the past months
"Let me go" I replied through gritted teeth. I was very upset, more at myself than him. How could I be so careless with my feelings not only did like someone that is doesn't have a single regard for my feelings and also lacks respect for me. I was having romantic fantasies for a non believer. Will I ever move on from my past behavior?
"One second" he replied. We were already at the parking lot, he pulled me to his car before finally letting go of my hand at the passenger's door
Samuel held opened the door and softly ordered "Get in"
Planted on his face, was a little genuine smile. Seeing the smile, I lost the will to argue with him. For the moment, I could pretend like he didn't just pull me away like a ragdoll
I sat the car and waited for him to get in on the driver's side. He came in prompted me to put on my seatbelt while he put on his and started the car
"Where are you taking me?" I asked before he moved
"Somewhere we can talk" he answered in a slightly pleasant voice that served to irritate me because he acted like we were on talking terms now.
Come to think of it, we've never been on talking terms, it's always been me forcing a conversation and him ordering me about
"Where is that?" I asked once again
"Somewhere quiet" he replied
"And where is somewhere quiet" I clipped
"You'll see" Mr Fox answered but at this point he smile had died. Which was just fine with me. He start moving the car but I'd be damned if I just sat quiet and went along with whatever he had in mind
"Tell me where you're taking me to or I'm not going with you" I was already popping of my seatbelt, he need to know I'm not making empty threats
"Can't you just be patient?"
"No, I'm not waiting. Tell me now" I yelled this time loosing all control of my vocals
"Well, I can't tell you what I do not know!" He yelled back
"What?!" I shouted in confusion
"I don't know where I'm taking you alright?!" He answered
"Why?!"
"Well, I wasn't expecting to find you and your boyfriend at a party. Was I?!"
"Can you not yell and drive!" I asked because things were getting chaotic
"You started yelling first!" He answered back
I swallowed the urged to yell at him in response and instead focused on steadying my breath for a few seconds. I spoke when I felt calm again
"Since we both don't know where we're going can you just drive me home, we can talk there" I suggested and he nodded in agreement
The rest of the drive was tense, a thick silence hanging in the air. Sam seemed to focus on the road, though his jaw was clenched tightly, betraying the thoughts swirling in his head. I sat beside him, arms crossed, staring out the window, willing my heart to calm down. My mind, however, raced ahead, analyzing everything that had just happened.
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My Enemy's Daughter (Edited)
RomanceTwenty-one years ago, the wife Samuel Fox had married at the young age of eighteen, with the hope of spending the rest of his life with, was murdered on "accident" with his unborn child by her jealous and deranged admirer Justice wasn't served then...