Chapter 12

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“Can you just tell Brooke that I got a headache and I don’t think I’ll be able to make it?” I asked my voice broke as we walked into the dorm; I headed straight to my room, without waiting for his response.

“Then I’m staying with you, so we can talk about this,” he said, and I turned around, my hand now on the golden and cold doorknob of my room. All I wanted was to be alone, that was it, I didn’t want his sympathy, I didn’t want him to act like he cared, and I didn’t want to talk to him about it.

“No Hunter, go. Have fun, I want to be alone,” I said in an emotionless tone, my throat felt dry and I prayed that he would leave me alone.

That’s all I wanted, was to be left the hell alone.

“Paige, it isn’t good for you to be alone right now, come on. Talk to me, tell me what’s going on,” he said, stepping towards me.

No! What part of ‘I want to be alone’ don’t you understand?! I don’t want to talk to you about anything; I don’t want to talk to anyone!” I yelled, and I couldn’t help it.

I had never really yelled at anyone before, I just wanted to be left alone. I wanted him to stop pretending as if he actually cared. He stood there for a moment, almost as if in shock; and after he realized what I said, I saw his fists clench, he looked down, and shutting his eyes tightly, as his face began to turn a light shade of pink before spoke to me.

“You know what your problem is, Paige?” he asked, his voice was rough and low as he walked towards me.

I just stood there, silent with an emotionless tone and expression on my face.

“You don’t let anybody in, you don’t tell anyone anything, and when someone wants to help you, you don’t let them. You think you can do everything without the help of others, but you know what? You can’t. I think that’s your biggest issue,” he said, he was in front of me by then, and staring down at me with intense eyes that burned my soul, I could feel his breath fan my lips.

I was basically pinned against the door.

“And do you know what your problem is, Hunter? The fact that you pretend to care about people, especially the fact that you can pretend that you care about me, but it’s okay. I know I have issues, but you have no idea how I got them or why I have them,” I said, I wasn’t even upset, I just stood there.

He stood there looking down at me, almost as if he didn’t hear what I said, his eyes widened and he drew his lips into a thin line and he leaned down so that his lips were at my ear, before he spoke again.

“You…you think I don’t care about you? Paige, you really have no idea,” he whispered, and his lips brushed against my ear.

“Hunter,” I croaked, my heart was beating extremely fast, he pulled back from me and put his hands on my waist, almost squeezing as he put his head on mine, keeping eye contact.

“Paige, you have to learn how to trust me,” he said and I wanted to fight against him. I didn’t want to give in, I didn’t want to trust him; I put my fists against his chest, weakly pushing him away from me.

“Paige. Come on, talk to me,” he said, grabbing my wrists.

“I can’t,” I said, pressing my head against his chest, the tears fell down my face.

“Look at me, Paige,” he said, his voice was strong and demanding, I shook my head furiously.

He tucked his finger underneath my chin and forced me to look at him, his eyes were warm and my whole body started to tingle, I just wanted to cry more. I knew this would happen, I just knew it would.

“Paige, I care about you, I don’t care if we’ve only known each other for a few days, and I sincerely care about you. You’re such an amazing person, Paige. You don’t deserve any of what your mother said to you, or any of the bullshit that that blonde bitch told you this morning, because it isn’t true; and I’ll do anything it takes for you to trust me, because I really care about you,” he said, and his voice cracked at the end as his thumb brushed one of the tears the made its way down my cheek.

All I could do was nod my head and bury my face in his chest, and let him wrap his arms around my waist, tightly.

“It’ll be okay, I promise. I’m not letting anyone hurt you again, you don’t deserve that,”

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