Nothing Matters

Chapter 11- Forgiveness

Forgiveness

It was all I was for. I could never stay mad at anyone, no matter the situation, unless they attempted to murder me or something in that category.

So I forgave Elton after endless pleads of impunity. He pushed me to the couch, plopping beside me since he ended up staying the night. It was a rather regretful night, I assume for both of us.

I shivered, Elton noticed and placed his arms around my hips and snuggled me deeper into his side. I appreciated his warmth, but I much rather be at Harry's door, explaining myself to him, though he probably would ignore my pleas.

It was an extremely deplorable thing to do and I was still achingly upset with Elton for committing such drollery.

His well chiseled jaw line rested upon my shoulder and I pressed my hip home into his groin with a desperate force.

He grunted into my chestnut hair, biting my earlobe. I wanted nothing sexual to happen between us right now, but a crave that even I couldn't recognized begged for a want inside of me.

Anger was what made these hormones arouse and jump through my system.

"Elton." I sighed feverishly.

"Yes." He groaned, pushing my dark hair to one side of my shoulder to reveal the back of my pale neck.

"Why- why did you do that last night." I whimpered as his lips found the nape of my neck.

He blew cool air onto my skin which caused goosebumps to rise.

"I did that because...well, you wanted a boyfriend, you got one, then you decide to spend your time with another guy. I'm the only person who needs to make you happy right now, do you understand?" he spoke sternly, lacing his large fingers into mine.

My breath became choppy. He wanted to make me happy, but that was the complete opposite of what he was doing.

"How do you know I wanted a boyfriend." I convulsed, untwining our fingers and turning to meet his blue eyes.

"You're friend, Chloe I think it was, she told me." He retorted furrowing his eye brows.

My nose scrunched up in distaste.

"Her name is Clementine, I don't recall you knowing her?" I was serious, wanting to dig deeper into everything that passed his lips.

"We met on Wednesday, she came to the boutique looking for you while you were on your lunch break and I suppose we both just had a chat. She's very young." He stammered, concentration driving away as he fumbled with his fingers.

I ignored his last remark and sighed. It was nearly 9:00 am and we had to be at work in an hour.

"Do you want me to come back home with you after work?" he insisted, standing up and ruffling his hair.

I felt unevenness rise in the atmosphere and stood up as well to balance out our heights.

"I lock up today, plus I need to go to the grocery store, so you better not." I suggested, shrugging.

He closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip. "Stephanie, I am your boyfriend now, therefore, I have the ability to be able to be with you during every hour of the day. It will be no problem helping you lock up and pick out your groceries." He reciprocated, placing his cold hand against my cheek.

I secretly wanted to go to Harry's place and explain to him tonight after grocery shopping so the answer was still negative.

"I said no, Elton." I bit back rigorously. He pinched the bridge of his nose, nodding.