Chapter Fourty: Meme

1.9K 65 4
                                        

Danny had his arms wrapped around me in an embrace. The tv in the room was on but too low to really pay attention. Yet, I was too afraid to ask him to turn it up. He was acting... Different.

He softly kissed my neck. Why won't he understand? Today he assured was 'his' day. He moved one hand to my knee.

I grabbed his hand. I intertwined our fingers as if I wanted to hold hands. In reality, I didn't want him getting any bright ideas. He kissed my cheek.

That's when I swallowed everything. No, this is my best friend. I've known him and loved him as a friend all this time. I dropped his hand.

"Danny" I hissed.

"What?" He cooed, "my love".

I pulled myself away so I could face him fully. That's when I rejoined are hands. He smiled lightly knowing he was in for a lecture.

"Please, I'm begging you. You know me and you know I'm uncomfortable. If you force what you want down my throat all the time this will never work. Can't we have breathing space?" I asked.

"So you're saying..." He pause looking over his words, "you will love me if I don't push so hard?".

"I... I guess. It's really hard to fall in love when you act like a prison warden. I would rather have spaghetti than shackles if I'm forced into this" I admitted.

He cupped my face.
"I'll try, I just don't want to ever lose you. You are going to lie to me and pretend with our love and try to get away. I can't have that" He soothed broken heartedly.

"You give me no choice. Like I said, I'll try. You want more than that but all I have to give is myself and I'm barely here. I need to see my sister, my family. Not in the sense I want them here, don't you dare do that. I just feel so out of place in a house of strangers, I only know Serena and you won't let me have that" I added the last part to hopefully guilt him.

"I'm not a stranger" He said.

"I think... I know you the least. I never would of thought you were capable of this. I had this preconceived mindset about you, about our trust, everything. And snap! It's all gone" I shook my head.

"You know me, the real me" He begged.

"If this is the real you..." I dropped his hand, "I don't want to know you at all".

His Sick ObsessionsWhere stories live. Discover now