Come Back To Me

Chapter V- Breakdown

You got inside the car, not bothering to look back. In fact, you wanted to avoid looking into his eyes, his glistening brown orbs, as you'd gotten the sense that somehow he had absolutely no idea of what you were talking about. That scenario seemed impossible in your head, you had left the letter, specifically writing his name on the outside. How was it possible, for him not to have read it? Was he playing a game, maybe? His eyes held the authenticity you could never mistake. But again, it's been a while since the last time you'd looked into his eyes.

Those thoughts kept circling your head, almost causing you to ignore that the ride back home was incredibly silent. Lucas kept staring at the road ahead, lips pursed tightly into a straight line.

The moment you arrived at the house you were sharing, both of you got out simultaneously, slamming the car's doors almost too loudly. You went in the house first, Lucas following slowly behind you. The moment he got into the house, he spoke.

" Do you want to tell me exactly what's going on between you and that jerk?", he said, his tone serious. You furrowed your eyebrows, softly questioning him. That caused no difference whatsoever to his attitude.

" Don't play that game with me, (Y/n). I leave you for ten minutes alone, you start talking to him, apparently having some sort of tense conversation... Oh, or during dinner, the guy kept staring at you the whole time. Tell me exactly what's been going on...", he said, his voice becoming louder.

" I'm not playing any sort of game here, Lucas. I used to work with him, remember? Naturally I have things to talk about with him, I hadn't seen him for so long. I cannot understand why you'd possibly have a problem with that.", you said confidently, while you moved to take your earrings off.

" I tend to have a problem when another man tries to flirt with my girl, straight in front of my eyes.", he almost barked.

" Noone was flirting with anyone, you're becoming paranoid. Maybe the wine's talking...", you said, your tone slightly risen, but yet controlled.

" Damn it, I know what I saw; Don't try to pretend you don't understand what I'm talking about and answer me; What's going on between you two?", he was by now screaming, almost right in your face.

" Nothing's going on between me and him, Lucas. Just drop it... Simply the fact that you dislike the guy doesn't automatically mean that I'm i-", you failed to complete the sentence as he grabbed your arm strongly, and looked straight to your eyes.

" You are avoiding the question... It only makes you look guiltier...", he said slowly, and you desperately tried to free yourself from his grasp.

" You are not a judge of me... We are simply dating, for Christ's sake", you almost yelled the last part, but were still unable to free yourself, Lucas' hold was way too strong.

" Just know that if I find out there's something going on, someone might end up getting hurt... And you know that I would never, ever, hurt you...", he muttered and immediately let go of your arm as he headed towards the bedroom.

For some minutes you struggled to breathe. Lucas had never revealed this side towards you, and in all honesty it had absolutely terrified you. However, even the mere suggestion that any sort of action from your side could cause any type of pain on Ignazio made your heart shrink in your chest. You knew for a fact that you would never allow it.

You sat on the couch, dreading to go in your bedroom and lie next to him. You felt absolutely paralyzed, as you saw a rather big bruise forming on your arm.

Lost in your thoughts you had almost not even realized that it was pouring outside, and the sound of an unexpected thunder echoed in the walls around you, causing you to almost jump up from your seat.Slowly you looked around, and almost smiled when you heard Lucas' faint snoring. Thankfully, he was asleep, that meant that you were safe. For now.

Suddenly you felt the tears running down your cheeks, and brought your hands in front of your lips, trying desperately to silence your cries. How had you allowed yourself to reach to this point? How could you continue being with that person from now on? And why, why did your heart ache so badly in your chest even at the thought of Ignazio's smile? Why, after so long, your heart was apparently unable to let him go?

Another loud thunder erupted, causing you to let out a small scream, cursing at yourself as you feared that it would awake your boyfriend. The fact that you still called him your boyfriend, even in your thoughts, made you feel even more disgusted with yourself.

After much debate with your thoughts, you decided you were going to sleep in the couch. The moment you decided to get up and find a blanket, however, you heard a knock on your door. Your head turned sharply, first at the door and then towards the bedroom. Lucas still ongoing snoring certified that he was still asleep.

With silent steps you approached the door, and quietly opened it. You came face to face with a completely wet figure, standing in front of the frame, looking at you with that familiar, warms sense, causing your breath to stop.