Mine

Mine; Four

A/N: This is going to be a short story, around 12-15 chapters. Lap it up while you can, my decision has been made. Holla.

It was like my own little horror movie playing out for everyone to see. Except this time, I couldn't just turn on the lights, open the curtains or turn off the tv. This wasn't something I could get rid of so easily, at least in my mind. In my mind, the fear that had gripped me, told me that there wasn't an ending at all, that I would be trapped with this... monster.

"Say something Arielle," Kai had me pushed up against the wall, his body trapping me and keeping me from fighting back. I flinched as a hand rose up to stroke my cheek... lovingly? "Say something beautiful, stop scaring me like this."

Scaring him... Scaring him?!

"You douche," I couldn't exactly see much in this dimly lit closet, but I knew from the way he tensed, he had heard me. Shoving him back with all the force I could muster, I glared at his outline and clenched my fists. "I've scared you? I've scared you?! Do you know how I've been feeling for the last few days? I've been scared shitless, because for some reason, I think you're going to end up murdering me in my sleep!"

"I would've never-"

"Shut up!" I grabbed my hair in both hands, feeling as though I wanted to pull it out in frustration, "I'm tired and sick. Tired of you haunting my dreams and sick of you haunting my reality."  Dropping to my knees, I hugged my stomach, I wasn't strong, far from it, "Just leave me alone, I don't know what you have going in that mind of yours, but I don't want any part of it."

"Arielle..."

Kai sounded broken and anger flared within me once more. What right did he have to sound broken? He wasn't the one who was scared to death. He wasn't the one with a psychopath after him. He didn't fear for his life. I already had a controlling bastard in my life, I didn't need a possessive one.

The light touch of my cheek as he crouched down in front of me, set off the waterworks. Tears dripped down my face as the handle to my emotional faucet snapped, cracking the foundations of the wall I had built. I didn't cry in front of people, it made me weak, but it also made feel safe.

Crying in front of someone who should have been my enemy? Made me feel worse.

Perhaps there lay my fatal mistake, well not fatal, extremely stupid or moronic. I let the thing that caused me to cry, to comfort me and as he pulled me onto his lap and into his chest, I let him hold me. My crying wasn't an attractive thing, there wasn't any snot or wailing, but man it lasted ages and he sat there, through it all.

"Why me?" Okay, maybe there was a tiny bit of wailing. "I don't even really like you!"

"Hush," Kai voice was a whisper, but it sounded barely controlled.

By now at least thirty minutes had passed since he has pulled me in and I sniffed. With a large amount of effort, I shoved myself away from him and sat on the opposite side of the closet. Hastily, I wiped my eyes with the back of my hand. The thought I had actually let him comfort me, was slowly seeping into my brain and I was beginning to feel nauseated.

I pretty much had just offered myself as a sacrificial lamb ready for slaughter.

"What just happened doesn't change anything," I muttered, I looked away from his dark outline, the frustration rolling off of him in waves. Foolish girl, foolish foolish girl. "I admit it, you scare me, I just want to study, finish my years at university and then leave. Is that so hard to ask?"

Kai made a noise in the back of his throat, a noise that was sure to haunt my nightmares, "Don't make it sound like it's so easy. Are you really that dense? You think I'm going to let you go, you're mine!"