Too hopeful, too radical

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Rihanna's POV

I had decided that enough was enough. I had gone too far. Let my thoughts rule my actions. I was being too hopeful, too radical. Even if I tried to fix everything I probably wouldn't be able to. There's only so much you can do, so much you can take.

"Rihanna" Suga gasped.

I switched my attention to him in panic,

"Rihanna, I have made the biggest mistake"

He was still talking about the girl.

"What do you expect me to say?" I whispered, "you slept with her, you can't change the past."

He began to cry again, "You don't understand"

"What am I supposed to understand?" I pulled away from him and stood up. The warmth from his body was gone and it left me feeling cold and empty.

"Is it because your worried that you're going to hurt me? Oh trust me after everything I've done I deserve it. Come on Suga, give it all you've got. Tell me what else you've done. Make me feel less shit about this whole fucking situation!" I was shouting now.

I saw something change in him. Something click. And it scared me, but it was all so familiar. Just like the old times. This was what made me afraid, this was what made me find comfort in Jimin. He was so much softer, so much easier to read. But in some ways I loved and missed the roller coaster ride that was Min Yoongi.

Third person POV

Anyone could see it. You would have to be blind if you didn't. Their relationship, their chemistry was like a burning flame waiting to start a fire. It was daunting, it was eerie, it kept you on you toes. It was like treading on mines, if you stepped in the wrong place it would blow up in your face and the mess would be too big to clean up.

You could see the spark in his eyes, the way he held his body. You could see the way she clenched her fists at her sides and began to back herself up against a wall. Their relationship was thrilling yet dangerous. But all this was only seen behind closed doors. They were both broken, they were both scarred. And in the worst of times they took it out on each other. And when they did, it left them both wondering why. They never found the reason why. They didn't want to. Because as the saying goes don't ask a question if you are afraid of the answer.

Suga's POV

I couldn't stop myself. She didn't understand. She didn't get me and it irritated me. She says she cares and that she is sorry but really, its just an act. Her mask was falling, I was watching it fall. I was finally getting to see what was underneath. And let me tell you, I didn't like what I was seeing.

She was like an old painting and I was bored of looking at her. She was beautiful and breath taking but all good things come to an end. Well at least, for me they do.

I spat on the floor and looked up at her. She was shaking.

Good  I thought be scared.

Rihanna's POV

I watched him as he came towards me. He looked like a madman. I couldn't help flinch but I tried to keep calm and show him that he couldn't hurt me. Not anymore. Not ever again.

He spat on the floor and looked up at me, his eyes gleaming.

Disgusting  I thought.

"Do you really want me to give it all I've got Rihanna?" He tilted his head to the side and a chill went down my spine.

"Didn't you hear me?" He took a step closer, his voice beginning to rise.

"I heard you" I was surprised at how cool and level my voice sounded. On the inside I felt like I was about to break down at any moment.

"ANSWER ME THEN" he shouted. I pressed my back closer to the wall as a tear slid down my cheek. I was taken aback at his sudden outburst.

"Do you want me to give it all I've got" he repeated, his voice urgent and menacing. He began to walk towards me.

I wanted to run and hide somewhere, but there was no where to go. Plus, if I ran away from him I would be admitting defeat. He wasn't going to win. I wouldn't let him.

Before I could process what was happening his hands were on my shoulders and his face was level with mine.

"You still haven't answered my question" he breathed.

"Yes" I said, "Show me Min Yoongi " I dragged the syllables of his name out, trying to sound intimidating. Maybe he will back of once he's realised that he hasn't actually got anything to show me.

Suddenly, my back was slammed into the wall. The impact left it throbbing in pain. But I was soon distracted from it when I felt his lips crash onto mine like waves hitting the shore. His hand was pressed against my shoulder and mine was pressed against his waist, my fingers gripping his trousers and pulling him closer to me. His lips tasted of tears and sweat.

The kiss was aggressive, like he was trying to find something that wasn't there. Like he wanted more. A low growl sounded from the back of his throat and he pushed himself deeper into the kiss. He was fighting for dominance but I wouldn't give in.

I tried to pull away for air but he wouldn't let me. My head was spinning so I wrapped my arms around his neck to hold myself up. He immediantly pulled them down and held them at either side of me, tilting his head to get a better angle. I felt him bite down on my bottom lip harshly, his teeth were sharp and soon enough the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth.

He still held my hands by my sides, making me incapable of moving. I wanted to reach out to him but I couldn't. He had full control. I was admitting defeat. Once again Min Yoongi had won.

He pulled away, leaving me gasping for air. The kiss was over just as quickly as it had started.

Suga's POV

She wrapped her hands around my neck, as if to steady herself. I pushed her hands down roughly and gripped her wrists, holding them by her side.

Don't you dare

I was in control. This is what I liked, being in control. I tilted my head, swiftly biting down on her lip in the process. I let go of her wrist and dragged my hand up her thigh but she didn't notice, I had her under my spell.

But then something hit me.

Reality

I shouldn't be doing this. It felt like a punch in the gut and I pulled away, staggering back. I had gone too far. Let my thoughts rule my actions. I was being too hopeful, too radical. Even if I tried to make her mine again I probably wouldn't be able to. I was full of lust and longing. Neither of which I should have. Especially considering the situation I was in.

I looked at her. I didn't realise she was on her knees, gasping for air. She looked like she was in pain, her hand pressed down against her back.

I had gone too far

I walked towards her and knelt down next to her.

"I didn't realise you had that in you" she laughed but the laugh was lifeless.






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