She's My Angel

Chapter 6

Ophelia's POV

Normally is would probably be reading a book or watching tv right now but instead I am in Rhett's car heading toward his house.

He did not listen to my protests. He just picked up my stuff slung in the car and then placed me in the passenger side. Rhett even put the child lock on the door. There went plan B.

I actually had to concentrate on being angry at him. My body was content in being this close and going where ever he wanted me to.

Since he is going to treat me like a child I decided to act like one. Silent treatment. I have never given the silent treatment and it is harder than I thought it would be.

"Ophelia I know you are mad at me right now but it is for your safety. People break into houses all the time and they don't care who they hurt." I kept staring out the window.

"Pretend it is a sleepover. We are friends so a sleepover is fun right." Friends? Never hated the word friends as much as I do now.

"Okay we are little more than friends." That made me happy and upset at the same time. A little did not sound like a lot. Why should I be worrying about this right now.

"Are you going to say anything?" Nope.

"Ophelia? You are giving me the silent treatment, really?" Yes I am, asshole.

"Well since you are not talking to me, I'll talk. I know you like being around me and that's fine because I like being around you too. You feel the Sparks like I do when we are close together. Stop denying it. Tonight we are going to my house and your cute ass is going to be content and happy." Why did he have to be so good looking? After his little speech I just wanted him to kiss me. Damn hormones.

"I still could have taken care of myself." I broke my silence.

"I know you could have angel. Please let me take care of you." He sounded so sincere.

"Why do I feel like this? Like I just think about you all the time and it feels like more than a crush. This is not normal I should be able to tell you no." Rhett parked the car in front of a beautiful two story house. He looked over at me and just stared at me for a couple seconds before getting out and coming around to help me out. 

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Rhett's home was amazing. I would trade my house for it in a heartbeat. When we walked in I could not help but look around. It was obviously a family home, there were pictures covering the walls and a cinnamon smell floating through the air. It looked lived-in and I loved it. 

"I love your house." Rhett looked over to me a shook his head.

"Thanks but this is my parents home, I will show you ou-my house soon." I went to make a comment about him having his own house but a women walked up to us with a smile on her face.

"Oh my lord! Is this her? It's her, I just knew she would be beautiful. Look at those eyes. Peter! Rhett and his mate are here!" I instantly liked her, I was slightly overwhelmed with her enthusiasm but I liked it. When she said mate I looked toward Rhett, who was not looking at me but trying to get his mom to stop talking. 

"Mom, can you please go easy right now? I haven't really talked to her about a lot of stuff and-" His mother cut him off quickly.

"Boy have I not taught you better!?" While they started bickering, Rhett was holding my hand. I felt the sparks that he mentioned, what was troubling me was they were starting to hurt. I could literally feel the sparks travel up my arm and tingle in my chest. 

The pain increased but I ignored it, well at least I tried. 

"Um, where is your bathroom?" I interrupted them. Pointing down the hall I headed that way telling Rhett I could find it on my own.

In the bathroom I stare at myself in the mirror. The pain was less noticeable but it stayed in my chest. I took sips of water but nothing helped ease the uncomfortable pain. I will just have to ignore it and maybe then it will go away. With one last look at myself I head back out of the bathroom. 

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I was currently laying on a bed in the guest room. Rhett and I argued for a hour straight about where I would sleep. His mom and dad said I could sleep in his room but it felt inappropriate. I take that back. It did not feel inappropriate to me but I knew it should. 

Rhett barley said a word to me, only saying goodnight. Now I feel bad and I did not miss the pity looks his parents gave him. 

Damn it. 

Don't do it Ophelia. 

Be strong. 

He is not even my boyfriend. 

Damn. 

"Shit." I pulled the covers back and stormed over to the door. Ripping it open, I knew where Rhett's room was and headed straight to it. 

When I reach the door I freeze. Is this weird? For goodness sakes! Why does this feel so complicated? I should be freaking out that I have only knew this guy for literally two days and I am currently at his house. Not to mention his anger issues, his extreme jealousy, and his strange possessiveness over me. 

I am just going back to my room. At least that is what I told my head but my body of course opened the door.

Well it's to late to turn back now. My breath caught in my throat as soon as I saw him laying on his bed. Without a shirt. I tiptoe over as quietly as I can. Once I am at the side of his bed I try to decide what I am going to do exactly. My contemplating his cut short when an arm comes around my waist dragging me down hard against a warm body. 

"Rhett." I whisper as he looks down at me. 

"Did you change your mind about sleeping with me?" He says while smiling. His smile gives my goosebumps. 

"Maybe. Can we just sleep please. I am really tired." Nodding he brings his head back down to his pillow. Surprising me, he slings me around until I am halfway laying on him. 

"Night Ophelia." He whispers right before he kisses me on the forehead. 

But I was already drifting off into a blissful sleep.