Toxic

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Author's Note: WOW Hello to the 20 of you have been reading my stuff. I'm so sorry I haven't been updating. I just got caught up with school and life. BUT IM BACK. So be prepared for some steamy emotional lovey dovey choclatey brownie cherry topped goodness

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As we buzzed through the city, Julian's hands stayed on my waist. We stopped at a red light, a sliver of skin had appeared between my leather jacket and jeans and his hand moved slowly down to caress the skin.

"What are you doing?" I said with my jaw clamped tight.

"Nothing" I could hear in the smirk in his voice.

 Although it was distracting. I was determined to keep focus. All it did was just fuel the fire I needed so badly to release.

I pulled into my apartment complex and thankfully all of my roommates have gone out to eat. 

"Come on." I grabbed him by the belt and slammed him up against the door.  I smashed my lips against his own, they were warm and soft against mine. 

His knee came up in between my legs rubbing. I moaned into his mouth, "Fuck, Julian." Which only made him more aggressive as our tongues fought for dominance. I fumbled with the keys to open the door losing connection for a second. 

I dragged him into my apartment and shut the door with a slam. It cut out the only source of light and were left in the darkness. It became quiet and I became a little nervous.

I gasped when two arms wrapped around my waist and trailed up to my neck moving my hair away. He left gentle kisses behind my ear and slowly coaxed me into oblivion. His lips still on my skin, he murmured with a tremble in his voice, "Y-you're skin is so--beautiful."

What? How is this the same boy who almost broke my best friend. No no no, this is all just a mind fuck, one big mind game.

Determined not to fall for his gentle touch and sweet kisses, I turned around and slammed him into the wall and started pressing kisses to his neck. I trailed my hands down reaching the belt of his ripped jeans and started undoing it hastily. Until, two hands stopped me and I quickly looked up into his brown eyes in confusion.

"How about we just--- Let's --talk for a bit. Is that okay?" He said nervously. Confusion quickly turned to anger. How could he just leave Sasha broken into a million pieces, and now act like this? More importantly, how will I gain vengeance if he doesn't own up into the disgusting man I know he is.

" I don't know Julian. Should we talk." I said sarcastically. He looked slightly confused.

" Yeah, I mean you seem like a really nice girl. And-I would like to get to know you before your body." He said shakily.

"Shut up. Just shut the fuck up. Please, Julian. I know who you are. Don't try to play this nice boy crap, okay?" I said. Shit, I shouldn't have said that. 

"Yeah? Who exactly am I then, Samantha Adams?" He said taking a few steps closer to me. 

"2 months ago" I said with calm. " 2 months ago, my best friend came home and she wasn't the same girl I knew."

"What does this have to do with me?" 

" Sasha Haverson. Sound familiar?" I said gauging his reaction. God, I can't believe I'm telling him this now. My plan is quickly falling apart. I just couldn't control myself when he was acting like nothing had ever happened.

His entire body stilled and his eyes slowly looked down as he couldn't look at my face. Annoyed, I grabbed his face and made him look at me.

"What? You can't even look at me?" I said with no remorse.

" You don't understand. That night--- I just-- I'll tell you just--- please just give me a chance to tell you" He said with some emotion I couldn't identify.

"I promise I'll tell you everything." He said with his hand on the wall next to my head. I debated in my head whether I should hear what he has to say. Just in case there is another side of this story I complied with slow nod.

"I'll give you a chance, but if I'm not satisfied with it. You can say goodbye to feeling any emotion other than agony." I said without stuttering.

He didn't say anything, but then he grabbed my hand and slowly lead me to the balcony of my apartment.