Last Love

Chapter 8

My stomach turns and I'm suddenly queasy about my decisions. Why is Nate here? Did he know it was me with Liam? I need to stop thinking.

I push Liam onto the bed and crawl on top of him. He pulls his own shirt off and I kiss his jawline down to his collarbone. He purrs and flips me over so I'm on my back and he's on top of me. He pulls my shirt up and begins to fondle me. I moan softly as he takes one of my breasts in his mouth.

He nips and tugs at me so softly; I tune the rest of the word and stick to bubble of please. My bubble is so strong and soundproof that I barely notice the door swing open so hard that is smashes the wall.

"Hey man, use another room." Liam mumbles. Then goes back to kissing my neck.

"Get. The. Fuck. Off of her." A deep voice growls.

I finally give up and open my eyes. Nate's face stares at me, face hard as stone. My first reaction is to cover myself up- even though he has seen me before.

"Did I stutter, Sills? Get the fuck off of her." He repeats even colder.

Liam finally realizes whom he's talking too and his eyes widen immediately.

"Sorry Dougie, can I hel-help you? He says, voice shaky.

"I told you too get off of her. Now fucking do it."

"I think you're mistaken who I'm with- this is my girl, she has nothing to do with you so piss off."

He looks at me for a second- I almost think I see pain in his eye. "Your girl?"

"Yeah so why don't you fuck off!" Liam snarls, apparently growing some balls.

He turns around to leave and I have no clue what I should do. I really want to follow Nate but my brain is humming and I'm so confused, so confused.

Everything gets worse when Nate punches the wall, leaving a massive whole in the dry wall.

"What the hell, man!" Liam yells. "You're fucking psycho."

When Nate turns around his face is a crimson red. The veins in his temples are bulging and his lips are a set in a hard frown.

"What did you just say to me?" Nate spits.

"I said that you're psycho, you're actually nuts man!"

Before I even blink, Nate is pulling Liam off the bed and throws him into the wall. He gives him a stiff punch in the side of his face and Liam grunts. I shriek and run try to pull Nate's arms but he's too strong for me. He hits Liam again and I start to cry. I'm such a pussy.

"Nate stop!" I sob. Nate pulls back to hit him again but I step in front of before he can give Liam a third blow. He knuckles end up so close to my face that I could lick him if I tried. "Please Nate, stop."

After a long minute takes his eyes of Liam and looks directly in mine. His eyes seem to soften when he notices my tear streaked cheeks. He immediately backs off, letting Liam drop to the ground. His eyes are wide and his mouth hangs open. He looks like a lost boy, like has no idea of the damage he's done.

"Kate...I don't- I'm sorry." His eyes search mine. I angrily push past him and run out of the room. When I get to the bottom of the stairs, I suggest to the kid with long hair that he should go check on Liam upstairs. Not waiting around long enough to see if he actually does.

"Kate, please stop." Nate says from behind me. He grabs my elbow and pulls me back so I'm forced to stare at him.

"Don't touch me!" I scream. He looks me in the eyes but doesn't let go of my elbow.