I am broken ~ divergent eric

Chapter Fifteen

The room is quiet. Early morning sunlight pours through half-open curtains and falls on Eric's face making his skin look softer, like his expression.

His genuine smile stretches to his gold-rimmed grey eyes, glinting in the light.

As I look a little closer I begin to notice small imperfections with his face; like on his left cheek, he has a dimple, but on his other - he doesn't have one; that one cheekbone that's more noticeable than the other; and when his lips pull up into a smirk... I don't know, it makes his whole face light up like a little child on christmas. A very sadistic and sarcastic child.

Wait... Smirking? I just realized... What's he smirking for?
I shake myself out of my trance, leading my eyes back up to Eric's face. Surely, he's smirking, like I thought.

'Well hello there,' He pauses 'Finally decided to join us?'
Maybe if I just pretend I didn't realize... 'What?'
He chuckles and shakes his head, tutting, 'You were staring at my, apparently, very beautiful face, according to the many... Strange expressions you were pulling.'
'Oh.'
His smirk pulls back up to his eyes as he shakes his head then says, 'What were you thinking about? I mean, except from my very handsome face and-'
'-That annoying smirk that always appears on your face when I look at you. The way you go from "nice Eric" to "mean Eric" in a matter of minutes. The way you say my name - like it just rolls off of your tongue - you're not allowed to do that. I won't let you. Because you're a cruel, sadistic, manipulate man who-'
'-Lana.' He calls in that very... annoying tone.
'Is that how I say your name?' He asks huskily, making me feel a bit uncomfortable.

No! I scream inside of my head You can't let him get to you!

He shuffles a bit closer, our faces just inches apart. My eyes look up into his bright, grey ones and I feel him delicately place his muscular arms just above my small hips. The touch sends shockwaves all around my body, making me shiver.

He leans in slowly, his hands gripping my hips tighter, heightening the feeling. Finally, I feel his warm breath on my neck, sending yet another shockwave down my spine. His lips touch my ear for just a second making my heart beat faster, if that's even possible.

'Look what I did to you.' He says seductively, his deep voice echoing around my head - and my body, too. 'And what I could do...' His hands lower to just below my hips, causing my shirt to ride up a little. 'Just one little move of the hand...' Two fingers graze against my skin. A warm feeling builds up in my stomach. 'And I could have you at my mercy...' He pauses, looking up at me, lacing my eyes with his. Both of his hands are now on my bare skin, rubbing against the goosebumps and warmness that suddenly appears in places where his calloused hands and lips have been.

'But...' He drags out, his lip twitching into a small, almost unnoticeable smirk. 'That wouldn't be any fun...' He removes his hands from my body and my skin suddenly feels the warmness being replaced with a cold, empty feeling but, to my luck, his face stays inches apart from mine.

'It could be fun.' I say, my eyes looking up into his. A smirk forms itself onto his plump lips. He knows. He knows how he's making me feel. He knows what he's doing to me.

'It could be...' He pauses 'But it won't. Not yet, anyway.' I almost groan out loud at his teasing. He knows this is affecting me, and he's doing it nevertheless.

'Are you sure?' I ask, placing my small arms around his tattooed neck and smiling up at him. I feel his breath falter for just a second, and my smile turns into a smirk. I'm affecting him too.

He opens his mouth for a second, only to shut it straight after. 'Are you going to answer me?' I turn my head to the side like a puppy would at its owner. Only, accept, I'm in charge now.

It's payback time.

I lift an eyebrow just before Eric shakes his head slightly. 'No?' I pause 'I'll just have to force it out of you then.' Eric's eyes widen slightly at my very... Different tone of voice.

Hmm, how could I torment him? - I think to myself. I finally decide to lower my hands from his neck to just above his chest. They lower, and lower, until they reach the bottom of his shirt. I look into his eyes as I reach a hand underneath his shirt and slide it across his, ooh, his six pack.

'You've got a very nice setup under here, haven't you?' I chuckle, sliding my other hand onto and across his skin. Eric's breathing falters once again, as my hands find their way to his sides. I feel him place his hands back onto my hips, his hands hold me tighter when mine slide higher up his body.

My hands finally reach up to his neck again and I grip it firmly. I wander into his eyes. 'What do you want?' I ask softly as I turn my head to the side once again. His eyes flicker from my exposed neck to my lips then back into my eyes. They say 'you know what I want'. I do, but he's not getting it, I think.

Chuckling, I whisper, 'Do you want me?' Eric's eyes light up like the spark of a fire, his head slowly bobs up and down. He's desperate, good. 'Hmm, what? What did you say? I didn't hear you.' If he wasn't desperate, I'd have been dead by now, long dead. A cheek twitches, a husky voice says -

'I want you.'

~ to be continued :3 ~