Don't Listen to Your Heart

Reeve VS March - Part 2

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"James I don't know what to say" I quietly whisper as we lead to my room's door,

"You could ask me to stay for the night, as a start" he smirks.

"Stay for the night? Are you feeling ambitious?" I laugh,

"Is a couple of hours okay with you?" he asks again with a small smile, I softly nod.

I quietly unlock my room's door and let ourselves in. The room is still pretty messy because of that little accident with my aunt, you know. But, after all, I just had to throw the old bloody blanket away and clean up the remaining mess.

I can see James expiring and inspiring with a smile on his face. Now, this is a typical psychopath's way to act to blood's smell, I guess. He looks cute though.

"Is it okay with you if I take a quick shower?" I ask, he soon sits down on my bed and looks at me.

"Need some help?" he asks back with a smirk,

"No, thank you. I can shower on my own since I was 8" I laugh, he soon does puppy eyes but I ignore him and lead to the bathroom.

I quickly take my clothes off and slip into the shower's box, letting out a soft sigh.

Having James in the other part of the room makes me feel pretty uncomfortable in some kind of way. I'm that kind of person that don't really feel free to use the bathroom with even another person around. Even though, I'm also that kind of person that everywhere she goes, she has seen the bathroom of every place she's visited.

I'm so glad the shower didn't take me the long I've imagined it would, cause I sneeked out the bathroom just to see James opening the frontal door.

"Who's this?" he asks as his calm expression soon fades away.

"Who's it?" I ask, causing him to glance at me.

"You're ruining the atmosphere. What do you want?" I hear him saying. I decide to go and take a look myself, even though I'm still only in my towel.

Not really only in my towel, but it kinda feels like I'm still naked. Even though I have bra and underwear under it.

I slowly reach the door and take a look outside, just to see a familiar figure staring at me with eyes wide open.

"Sasha? Why are you only in your towel?" he asks,

"It's none of your business" James spats.

"Are you sleeping with this man? He's a psychopath! How can you not even see that?" he asks in a loud tone in confusion.

I soon see James' eyes growing wider. I quickly grab his arm, causing him to look at me.

"I got this" I whisper, he sighs.

"No offence, Reeve, but it's none of your business who I sleep with" I spat, he stares at me in confusion again.

"You have sex with that man?"

"If so? What's your problem" I say crossing my arm, I see James' smirk growing.

"Now, Sasha, I don't wanna make you sound a whore or anything but-"

"You better don't" James cuts him off, I grab his arm again, segnaling him to calm down.

"But?" I ask, glancing up at Reeve again.

"You told me you had no boyfriend, but you have sex with this man?"

"Again, Reeve. It's none of your business who I take into my bed"

"I wasn't trying to slip into your bed or anything but, well, sex without love is tasteless"

"I don't wanna make you sound a dick or anything" I ironically say, "But, you don't know shit. And, for the record, I think sex without love is tasteless too. That's why you're not in my bed now and he is"

He just stares at me with a blank expression, studying every of my word, repeating it over and over again in his head.

Sally told me to give him a chance, early this morning. But, well, I couldn't even if I try. He's a really nice guy, don't get me wrong. Polite, good looking, charming. But, he ain't good for me. And I'll tell you why.

He's that kind of guy that acts like a dream in front of you, and then turns into a nightmare right when you turn around. He acts all like nice guys are not rude, and the moment after he's all like look at that ass, I would take a ride on it. Which is really gross and disgusting to me.

I'm not saying that James is a perfect type of guy, of course he's not. But I don't like perfect, I like him. For the way he is, his dumby twisted way of being who he is. He's transparent, he acts no matter what the situation is. If he has to be obnoxious, he just is. He doesn't hide it.

"I'm afraid I didn't get it. You prefer this- whatever it is- over me?" he asks with what sounded like an offended tone, I roll my eyes.

"See? This is your flaw. You're way too into yourself"

"But, it makes any sense!" he starts yelling,

"Dude, you'd better leave the room now. I have to admit that the first impression I had of you was pretty nice, maybe another girl will fall for it" I say with the calmest tone ever.

"I won't leave until I'll fully understand this shit!"

"We don't have the whole night, you see. We have needs that need to be satisfied" I say with a provocative tone and a smirk, softly laughing at how evil I'm feeling right now.

"Have you heard her? Leave" James gently say pushing him out of the door,

"Don't you touch me freak!" Reeve yells pushing him back a little.

"You wish you'd never did that" he creeply whispers in his ear, making him fastly walking away.

He soon closes the door and turns to me. I look for a while in his eyes, trying to find some kind of sign of anything, in vain. I grab his collar and pull him closer, not letting go on my sight on him. I can see him smirking a little under those sexy mustache of his.

"Mr.March" I whisper, pulling him even closer.

"Yeah, ma'am?" he whispers back glancing down at me.

"I would like to give something to you, if you promise me you deserve it"

"I promise you you deserve it" he says with a small smile, I just stare up at him as he slowly leans in and pushes his soft warm lips on mine.