When The War Is Over #wattys2016

Chapter 5

That's Laurel. Wow, she's beautiful.
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Laurel's POV

"Babe, you still don't want to eat. Why are you so stubborn huh?" he asked me. I raised my head and scowled at him, then I lowered it again. But in a flash, he grabbed my head and lifted it up so that I could look at him. "You know, that's what drives me crazy about you. You're so stubborn and you never want to give in, even when you've lost.

Then he tried to kiss me but I stubbornly tilted my head to the side. It had been two weeks since he hid me and tied me up in this old factory house. He was trying to " rekindle" the love which I once had for him but he couldn't understand that I didn't want to love him.

"You're a psychopath, do you know that?" I asked.

"Then why do you love me?" he asked with a smirk on his face. I made a disgusted face.

"I don't love you anymore," I said. "If I ever did, it was in the past. Now I wouldn't care less about what happens to you or how you end up, I hate you." He frowned.

"Why exactly do you hate me? You don't have a solid reason to hate me because all of your reasons are just mental lies that you've told yourself. You hate me because you think I'm a bad person but I'm not. Everything bad about me right now is your fault. You lied about me, almost got me killed and got rid of Jordan, yet I still love you. So who is really the bad person here, you or me?"

I frowned. I felt really bad now. I knew he was right, I had known it all of these years but I always forced myself to believe otherwise.

"Kayden," I said sorrowfully "I'm really sorry. I never wanted to be the bad one in this complicated love story. Yes, maybe I still have feelings for you and for all I know, I will probably never get over you. But please, its doesn't have to be like this."

"You...you called me Kayden," he said with a gorgeous smile. "You haven't called me Kayden in six years."

"I know that I have no good reason to hate you, but you can't force me to love you after you lied to me like that. What kind of person claims to love you but hides the truth from you for two years?" I said, now sobbing. "I loved you, I would have accepted you and we could have overcome your drug addiction. But you didn't trust me, you don't love me-"

"Don't you say that Laurel. I have always loved you and I always will. The only reason that I didn't tell you about this was because I didn't want to involve you in any of this."

"Kay, its too late, don't you understand. We lost it all. Our chances are over. You have to move on because that is the only way to have a better future. I still love you, yes, but I can't be with you because its wrong and my conscience won't let me," I explained.

"Then what will your conscience let you do?" he asked, deepening his voice. Why did he have to be so perfect, he made it hard for me to focus on my plan.

Yeah that's right I had been plotting a plan and flirting with him was a part of it. Well, not that I minded1q that much.

"Well, why don't you come closer and find out?" I asked seductively. His eyes widened but he did it anyway.

"Wait," I said as he tried to kiss me. "You have to cut the ropes off first."

"What game are you playing?" He asked.

"The I-really-want-you game," I said while winking. "I swear I won't try to run away. Plus you only have to remove my hands, not my feet and stomach." He finally nodded and removed that knife from his pocket and sliced the ropes tying my hands. As soon as my hands were free, he grabbed my head and pulled it forward.