Chapter 9

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Since that fateful night, mine and Glen's bond has become even stronger. If we were close before, we're practically twins now. We feel like we can talk about anything and everything together. It doesn't matter what. We have our own little world that no one else can understand.

And as you can imagine, it's starting to cause problems.

I'm heading into the kitchen to cook myself some food, when I hear voices coming from inside. It's Glen and Amy.

“So, you and Emie, huh?” I hear Amy tease.

“What about us?”

“You two are awfully close. Anyone would think that you two are some lovesick puppies. The way you always follow each other around.”

“We're friends.”

“Oh okay then. So. Say if I were single...”

“No.”

“Oh come on, why not?”

“You're not my type.”

“And she is?”

There's no sound. What the hell is going on?

“Back. Off.”

“Why Glen? You know it's me you actually want. You're just gutted that someone else snatched me up.”

“You flatter yourself.”

“If you're not interested in me, then why haven't you asked Emie to seal the deal with you then?”

“I'm not looking for a relationship. And neither is she.”

“Because she broke up with her boyfriend before she arrived? Oh boohoo. You just enjoy the sex, right? Until that moment that I'm single.”

“You're disgusting.”

“Tell me I'm wrong.”

There's no sound for a second. Oh God. What if...

“You're wrong.”

The kitchen door flies open and Glen storms out. He doesn't even see me standing here. He just walks straight past me and goes into his room, slamming the door behind him. Christ. He's angry. I've never seen him mad before. I open the door to the kitchen and see Amy smirking to herself. She sees me and smiles falsely.

“What's up, Emie?”

“You're a bitch, you know that right?” I snarl and slam the door behind me.

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I head over to Glen's room and knock on the door.

“Fuck off, Amy!” he yells.

“It's me.” There's silence for a moment and then the door opens.

I've never seen Glen look like this before. That cheeky, friendly face of his has been replaced with an expression of hate. The venom in his eyes scares me.

“D'you want to talk?” I ask carefully. He doesn't answer for a while. I can see him mentally working out whether it's a good idea. Eventually, he sighs angrily and steps aside to let me in.

I go to sit down. I'm a little frightened of what might happen. He is usually so calm. But now, his hands are shaking and he can't stand still. I dare not speak.

Eventually he looks at me.

“I assume you heard it all?” he asks. I nod. He huffs angrily and runs his hand through his hair.

“Tell me why you're so mad,” I say gently. He doesn't look at me. He just rubs his face, pulling his cheeks down roughly and growls.

“I don't care if she thinks I fancy her. Hell, I could even deal with she's an absolute fucking bitch to her current boyfriend. That's got naff all to do with me.”

“So what is it?”

“It's you!” he shouts. “The way she was talking about you! About us! That all I'm doing is enjoying the fact that we end up in bed together! It makes me sick to the stomach to even think...” He stops, leans on his wall and slides down. He sighs. “What if that's how you think? That I'm taking advantage of our time together?”

I don't say anything. It's true. The thought had occasionally crossed my mind. How could it not? A good looking guy like that with someone like me? That usually brings up alarm bells.

He notices my silence and looks over at me. His eyes look pained, as if he could burst into tears at any moment.

“You don't think that,” he whimpers. “Do you?”

My heart is pounding. I don't really know what to say to him. If I told him the truth, it could destroy him. But if I lie, that's just as bad as what Amy has done to him.

“Sometimes,” I finally admit. A pained expression crosses his face. He tilts his face back on the wall and looks away from me. I go to kneel next to him.

“You know my history, Glen,” I say. “I am naïve. And I am gullible. It wouldn't be too difficult to use me in that way.” He shakes his head. I take hold of his hand. “But you're not like that. I know that. The only times that I feel that way is when I'm having one of my really bad days. But that's just how I am. I think the worst of everyone.”

He looks at me. His eyes are wet.

“I would never...” he starts.

“I know,” I say firmly.

We sit looking at each other for a while. Nothing needs to be said. I can see all his apologies in his eyes, and I assume he can see all of my trust in mine. Because I do. I trust him. No matter what anyone else thinks, I know that he respects me for me. That when we do end up sleeping together, it isn't because he's gone out planning it. We care about one another. And that we have something that no one else will understand.

He takes his hand out of mine and puts it on my cheek. It's the most gentle thing he's ever done, and it takes me by surprise. Almost subconsciously, I rest my hand over his. His breath catches in his throat and he swallows back tears.

“You mean the world to me,” he says shakily. “Please don't ever think I would use you like that.”

“Sometimes I can't help it,” I reply. “I'm pretty messed up.”

He shakes his head and moves right up close to me. He holds my face in his hands and rests his forehead against mine.

“Don't say that,” he breathes. “Don't say that.”

My mind is going round in circles right now. He's never been this close to me sober. We've never had a moment this intense. I can feel every laboured breath on my face as he tries to control himself. I feel like we're going to kiss. A part of me hopes it doesn't happen. But the other begs for it.

He drops his head and rests it on my shoulder. I inwardly exhale, in relief or disappointment. I can't tell which. I wrap my arms around him and hold him. He doesn't cry. He just sits in my arms. And that's how we stay for some time.

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A/N - Hi guys. Sorry its taking a while to update nowadays. The writing process has slowed down, so I'm trying to make it perfect before uploading it. Thank you all for reading! Please let me know what you think, it would make my day x

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