The Story Of Murder & Marriage

7

"It's been two months sophia, and I do not know how to get through to you? What do I have to do to make you understand that I am not damien? Haven't I been a gracious host? Have I done something to make you think I want to take advantage of you? Please make me understand why you would ever think it's OK to try that shit today? Huh?"

The silence in the car was completely abolished as soon as we were around the corner from his house, when we left the shopping center he couldn't even look at me. Right now it seems as though I won't be able to leave this car without giving him answers.

The situation today was just a spur of the moment thing, I saw a way out and I thought it was a good idea to take it. But now looking back at I probably shouldn't have done it. The evening was going amazing until he dragged me into a undergarments store. It just dragged back memories about damien, how he used to buy me all of those skanky outfits to please him and his friends. As the emotions started building I just ripped my arm out of his grasp and ran like the Devil was chasing me. I didn't quite know what I was going to do or where I would go, but I just had to get out of there. I know that a part of me knows that he is nothing like damien, but another part of me doesn't want to get trapped into another situation.

Looking out the window while listening to the blow of the wind through the window, I decided to think of my options. I could tell him my thoughts and plans or I could just keep myself together long enough to get away. These types of decisions are the reason why I was originally attracted to damien. He was a man of power. He knew what he wanted. He understood that I didn't like to make decisions. He understood me. Would I ever have that again?

I couldn't believe I was having these thoughts, shaking my head I see that he was parking the car in the driveway. Quickly rushing out of the car before matt could see me completely break down.

Quickly running into the house I made it as far as the sofa before matt hooked an award around my waist. Slamming me down onto the sofa into a sitting position I know had to face matt head on. Taking a minute to get my emotions in check I finally lift my head to look at him. He still held all of the anger he had earlier in the car. I didn't think this would affect him this much. Why would he care if I ran away. He doesn't know me, and I would think after this long he would be relieved that I was finally leaving. But no.

"Sophia" He growled through clenched teeth. His face was scrunched up in frustration anger and desperation. "Why do you have to be so selfish? Do you not thing of how this would've affected me? Or do my needs and wants not come into mind when you think of running away? Huh?" Now he was in full angry badass country man.

"I wa.."

Raising his hand, he continued to rant "Don't. I can't even think of a good reason why you would run away from me. Have I not taken care of you? Shown you the respect you deserve? Given you a sense of hope?.."

Before he could continue I jumped up from the sofa and threw my arms around his neck hanging on tightly. Raising my head to his ear, I whispered "Please stop so I can explain, I know you don't want to hear it but I'd like to say it anyway." Slowly peeling myself off of him to gauge his reaction I sit down on the sofa and drag him down next to me.

"I know you're mad but I just want to tell you it has nothing to do with how you've treated me in my time that I've been here. I was just feeling alot of emotions all at once when you took me to that store and it just brought me back to flashbacks of my life with damien. You shouldn't have assumed it was about you, of course I appreciate everything you've done for me and I definitely don't know how I will repay you." After saying all of that I finally looked up to his face and he had a dazed look.

Matt's POV

Wow, I thought.
She seriously couldn't get any better.