Misfit Love

Coping

We were walking down the long hallway to our apartment with our fingers intertwined.

"Well, this is it." I smiled pushing the key in the door. Xander let go of my hand and walked inside.

"Woah.." His eyes grew wide, he looked like a kid walking into his new home. As I watched him walk around the apartment, I closed the door.

"Do you like it?"

"I love it."

it was a good sized apartment. The walls were white, it had a huge balcony, perfect view of the woods behind the building. It was very modern.

"Tomorrow we can go buy furniture, I was thinking black?" he nodded.

"Sounds perfect." He wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my cheek. "This is where we're going to start our new life." I whispered.

He pulled me into a tight hug.

"Now, let's go gets some rest. We have a long day tomorrow." He said pulling me to the door. I nodded and walked out the door locking it.

"Shit, I can't find my phone." I said digging through my bag.

"When did you last have it?"

"When I talked to Tank earlier. Oh well." I mumbled walking upstairs. Xander followed behind me.

"Hey, Roxy?" He said grabbing my hand.

"Yeah?"

"Your arm."

I pulled my hand away wrapping my arms around my body.

"Forget it." I looked away from him.

"I won't forget it, Roxy! I don't want you doing this. Ever." I just sighed and said "Okay."

I didn't want to have that conversation with him. We just fixed things, and fighting about that will make things worse. I loved him, but I knew I wasn't stable enough for arguments. I wouldn't be for a while.

"Hey, Xander?" I yelled putting a tank top on.

"What." He mumbled, emotionless, walking into the room. I sighed and walked towards him. As I reached out to touch his arm, he pushed my hand away. "Don't touch me." I stood there staring at his face. He had a thousand different emotions plastered on his face. Angry, upset, hurt, livid.

"Look, I'm sorry for doing such a thing. I was depressed. It's all I ha-" he cut me off, screaming.

"No! Roxy, don't even fucking say that! You had me. You've always had me! Goddammit Roxy. Why can't you see that?! Our entire lives, I've been here for you! Even when you never wanted me to be. All those times you pushed me away. I was there! Who was the first person that came over whenever you found out you lost the baby? It was ME. I've always listened to you cry about a boy breaking your heart, even though it tore me up inside, I listened! Whenever you cry, I feel your pain!" his voice started to break. "I feel it so much, Roxy.. And I am so sorry you've had to deal with it. I am so sorry.."

He pushed me against a wall. Our faces were an inch apart. His breath felt good on my skin. His lips crashed against mine, as he ran his hands down my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer. He picked me up, and pushed against the wall harder. There was no space in between us. As our lips moved against each other's, I felt his hands move down my waist. He pulled back and kissed my neck roughly.

"I am so sorry, for everything." he whispered. I let go of him and pulled his clothes off, I smiled to myself. God, he is beyond perfect. I watched him as he bit his bottom lip. He grabbed my tank top, and ripped it, along with my panties.

His breathing was getting heavy. He picked me up again, wrapping my legs around his waist, pushing himself inside me. It was different, he'd always been so gentle, but he was being insanely rough, but at the same time it was passionate. He had me pressed against the wall, thrusting harder and harder each time. I grabbed his back screaming his name as loud as I could. He let out a loud moan, and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back. He had his other hand on my thigh, squeezing it. It didn't hurt as much as it should have. I was enjoying this. I pressed my face in his neck as he moved faster and even harder. His moaning started getting louder. We both finished at the same time. He started slowing down, but pushing in deeper than ever. I gripped his hair.

Now that actually hurt. He finally stopped, but he didn't move out of that position. He stood there, with his hands now on my waist, breathing heavily.

"Baby?" I finally whispered.

"Yeah?"

"I love you, and I missed you." He smiled.

"I love you, and I missed you too." He set me on the ground, reaching for his pants. "Close your eyes, gorgeous."

I closed my eyes then felt his hand grab mine, sliding a ring on my finger.