psycho

"to be mine"

Her eyes fluttered open and she yawned. He looked up at her from his spot on the floor. He had been sitting there since they got back sleeping on and off.

She glanced around at her surroundings and her eyes went wide once she realized where she was at. He had noticed this and immediately stood up.

"Why am I here?"
"Do you not want to be?"
"Leave me alone. You're crazy."
"Not really. But for you? Maybe."
"You almost killed James."
"There was a reason behind it."
"There's no reason behind murder."
"He was touching you."
"So what?"
"Did you want that? You weren't pushing away."
"I didn't but if I did, so WHAT?"
"He was touching you."
"Okay and?"
"Only I should be able to touch you in such a manner."
"Since when was this in order. Why do you care?"
"He doesn't deserve you. Didn't he get rid of you?"
"RID of me?"
"Okay that was kinda harsh."
"No SHIT SHERLOCK."
"Nevertheless he doesn't DESERVE you."
"WHY DO YOU CARE SO MUCH?"
"BECAUSE I WANT YOU!"
"No, you don't."
"DON'T YOU SEE?"
"That doesn't mean you kill someone."
"HE WAS GOING TO TAKE ADVANTAGE OF YOU!"
"That doesn't mean you kill someone. And what do you mean 'you want me'?"

Vernon let out an exasperated sigh. Was she that naive?

"I WANT YOU MARISOL. IS THAT TOO HARD TO UNDERSTAND?"
"What?"
"I want you.. to be mine." He let out a deep breath, feeling his eyes sting a little.

She saw him weakened, but she still couldn't wrap her head around why he thought killing James would make everything better.

"AND YOU THINK KILLING SOMEONE IS GOING TO PROVE YOUR WORTH?" She yelled at him, only to earn a groan.

"THAT'S NOT WHAT IT WAS ABOUT! I DIDN'T WANT HIM TOUCHING YOU. I DIDN'T WANT HIM NEAR YOU. I DIDN'T WANT HIM ALL OVER YOU. I WANT TO BE ALL OVER YOU. I.. I want you for myself." He stuttered out and rubbed his eyes. Rubbing his eyes turned to rubbing his face and he looked close to pulling his hair out. His eyes were puffed and baggy.

Marisol sighed and shuffled on the bed, closer to where he was standing.

"Marisol.." he started. "I'm sorry about last night okay? I saw him with you, giggling and being drunken fools and I wanted that to be me. Me and you. Together. You already were upset about him being there and I was angry because he had hurt you before and here he was and you seemingly fell back into it and I.. I was jealous and foolish and selfish and I wanted you all for myself and I just.."

She cut him off with a rough kiss to the lips. She felt his lips melt into hers, him giving all, while her, not giving much.

"Shut up. Please?" She let go of him and slumped down on his bed.

He smiled and reached down to kiss her again but she pushed him back.

"Wha?" He was shocked and tried again but she pushed him back again.

"Let me think about all of this first. Please."
"But me.."
"Vernon, just please. This is all happening too fast for my own good."
"Okay fine. But do you at least need a ride home?"
"Uh, that'd be nice, thanks."

The whole drive to Marisol's house was silent. Not a cough, heavy breath, no sound whatsoever. It felt almost eerie in a way. It was evident that both of them hated it, but neither wanted to do anything about it.

As they pulled up into the familiar block, Marisol muttered a thank you under her breath and unbuckled her seat belt. Vernon stopped in front of the white house, and she let herself out.

"So, I'll see you soon?" Vernon asked as she walked towards the front door.

"Maybe." She called back and entered her house.

He shook his head. "Maybe." He repeated.

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This is a much shorter than the last update but two updates in one night so ;)))

Sorry I forgot about this, I kinda lost interest but for some reason felt like picking it up again!! Hope you liked both chapters! I might try to update during the week for y'all so 😋😋😋

- dice (new name guys :) )