Blue Mansion : Deadly & Obsessive

07 : Rue

I love you, Rue.

Those words used to be my vice, it was what I needed to stay alive. It meant so much.

Yet now, all I felt was dread. Knowing that it meant nothing to him.

It was before the realisation, I think I might have held onto it with every might. It wasn't often that Alex would expressed his adoration to me. Especially not in public.

Instead the man had always preferred to openly flaunt our relationship by getting very tactile with me. I shivered at the thought, remembering how good he makes me feel.

How an embrace from him, would have made me felt so whole. So content.

Though my heart wavers every so slightly when he'd confesses again. I wanted nothing more but to throw myself at him and kiss him till I'd run of out of breathe.

I know he'd be so eager to take me in bed. Just as I've been longing, too.

But James...shit. I snapped myself away from my carnal desire for Alex.

"But I don't, Alex. Not anymore." The words came out in a harsh whisper.

Alex's eyes widened, a whirlwind of disaster breezes in his orbs. And I knew trouble was coming.

I searched for an escaped route. I had to keep myself calm, steady. But seeing him closing the distance between us with ferocity from my peripheral view.

My heart continues to thumped fiercely. My instinct yells for me to leave.

"Not funny, Rue. I don't like these jokes." He growls closer.

I glued my back to the banister, even with the chilling cold on my back through my thick clothes, it was still hard to withstand the dropping cold.

My back arches against the steel, as he gets closer, locking gaze with mine.

"Say it. Say you fucking love me, Rue." He demands, heat emanating from his body. "I've always wanted to hate you for leaving me. But I couldn't. I love you too much to get mad at you. I just want what we have before. Before you left. Is that so hard?" His voice had gone an octave deeper, daze and almost senseless.

His somber sends a pang of guilt. But I knew I shouldn't be. It's not me who is wrong!

My brows furrowed at him, angered and maddening of him to think I was the reason for our fall. It was him.

Lost in my own thoughts, Alex took it wrong way quickly and couldn't handled my silence to his demand. He took another step forward, growling savagely.

"You're mine, Rue. And I'd rather let hell freeze over us than hear you say otherwise!" His eyes had turned staggeringly fierce, matching his angered tone.

I stared at him in disbelief. I had always known Alex to have a fervent temper. It's his only shortcoming, except for his womanising ways. If anything or anyone, doesn't go his way, he would've done so with all his might to turn to his favour.

That's what I'd heard back in college. But I'd never seen, witnessed him so irrational.

"Alex...listen to me. This is unhealthy." I retorted carefully, gripping onto the railings. I'm unaware of the iciness under my grasped. It's what I needed to keep me awake. Conscious.

His obsession and possessiveness had always been unhealthy, I'd noted. But Alex would brushed it off, convincing me that it was normal in a relationship. I hadn't noticed then, how much his hold against me, felt like a noose around my neck.

Now that I think about it, I should've hated it. I shouldn't find comfort in his fierce grip around my wrist, shielding me from the eyes of others. It made me questioned my own looks, I knew I wasn't particularly beautiful with long curled lashes and full lips that could somehow resembled a grouper fish.