I clutched his face and stared into his striking blue eyes. His eyes locked mine in place and a shudder went down my spine. The heat radiating between us felt even more powerful today than any other time we'd kissed. I liked it. He grabbed my hips and pulled me in, and I could feel my brain shutting down. It was like a drug, intoxicating, rich, exciting, everything. I couldn't get enough... Then the door opened, and we were like deer in the headlights, standing there with our mouths gaping open and lipstick all over our faces and his neck.
"Trojan, I- I it- I don't we-" I fumbled for words and my face felt hot like I was going to vomit. I looked at my personal trainer whose face was smeared with lipstick and who looked just as guilty and sick as I. Pardon my language, but I done Fucked up.
It had all been such an experience though, sneaking out at night and feeling the exhilaration of being naughty. I had never done anything like this when I was younger, so I had to experience it some day. My personal favorite day we had a make out session was when he was going to take Dawn on a walk and before hand him and I went into the woods and had some fun. But who knew Trojan wanted to propose to me?!
I turned toward Lincoln and our eyes reflected each others sadness just the same. Only, Lincolns expression quickly changed when he was knocked to the ground by a powerful punch from Trojan.
"What the heck!" Trojan whirled, facing me, fury blazing in his eyes and his veins very prominent in his neck. "W-WHAT WHY?!" He fumbled for words and his expression slowly became somber. "Riane. Iove you I love you so much, I thought what we had was something beautiful. something different, something special! NOT LIKE MY PARENTS!!! MY PARENTS DIDN'T LOVE EACH OTHER EVER AND APPARENTLY NEITHER DID YOU!!!" A tear slid down his cheek and he glared into my eyes, his gaze intense, stripping me of all of the pride I've ever had.
Tears began streaming down my cheeks and I reached a hand out to him. He stared at it and looked back up at me, expressionless. He took my hand in his and held it for a second, then let go. "Riane. I loved you. I loved you... but now that I know you obviously don't share the same feelings as me, I guess I can't love you anymore." He bent down and picked up the wedding ring, gripping it as if it were the handle of a knife. He turned, flashing me one last pleading? glance before walking out the door and disappearing around a bend.
"I'm sorry." I hoarsely whispered. I covered my face with a hand and turned around, going to the back door. Then, I felt a powerful fist in the crest of my back. It froze there as I stood in the doorway and I felt my legs collapsing beneath me as another blow was landed on my pressure point. Before hitting the ground, I whirled around and swung my fist at my attacker. Dawn winced as I grazed her face with my hand.
"Oh, I'm sorry." i paused and could feel myself getting angry. But I had no right to be mad at her.
