The Fight Against Myself

Chapter 5

Woah, I updated in less than a week!  Ok so I'm really excited for the next upcoming chapters!  You'll see why at the end of this one ;)  Anyways thanks for the reads, votes, and comments!  Each and every one means a lot to me.  So I hope you like this chapter.  It is intense just letting you know.  But I am proud of it.  The pieces will start fitting together with the next few chapters.  Ok well enjoy!

We arrived at his mansion.  There were little lights lined up along the path to his front steps.  So cute!

“I didn’t know you lived in a mansion…” I grabbed onto his arm as we walked along the path.

“Oh yes, it is a wonderful mansion.  That I am very lucky to take girls like you over to, to spend the night.”  He winked.

We walked through the door and up the stairs to I’m assuming his bed room.

We got to the door way and he picked me up and threw me onto his bed leaving the lights off. 

“Gentle, I’m still injured.”  I placed a hand on the bandages on my neck.

“Sorry,” He said.  He unstrapped my wedges and put them on the floor.  He then joined me on the bed.

“Apology accepted.”  I pulled him on top of me and we started making out. 

He reached his hands underneath of my crop top then unzipped it in the back, he took it off leaving me bare chested.  He left soft kisses along my jaw line and made his way to my neck.  He kissed the bandages gently. 

I reached under his polo shirt and threw it on the floor.

“Hey careful, that’s designer.”  He muttered.

“Oh please, with a house like this I’m sure you can afford a new one.”

We both started laughing.  He placed his hands on my chest and continued kissing my neck more forcefully.

“Hey, that hurts Ethan.”

He didn’t respond and dug his hands farther down my chest.  His hands got colder and made me shiver.

“Just relax,” He said in barely a whisper.  I felt my body relax in his grip.  He made his way back to my lips.  He bit my bottom lip forcefully so I bit him back.  He cursed under his breath.

“I love you,” I said.

He paused.  “I love you more.”  He kissed my lips softly.  My hands made their way through his hair, down the sides of his face, and down his chest to his belt buckle.

He started ripping my skirt.

“Hey, I like this skirt.”  I tried pushing his hands off but he just ripped the fabric in half with extreme force which kind of scared me.  He threw it on the floor.

He reversed us so he was on top.  The moon shined through the window.  The moonlight reflected off his eyes.  They were no longer brown… but black.  I took in a breath of fear when I saw this.

“Relax, I love you.”  He placed one hand on my face and forcefully kissed me, while the other roamed my body. 

“I love you too,” I said softly.

“Say it louder.”  He snarled.

“I love you, Ethan.”  I said louder.  My voice cracked as I said it.  He buried his head in my chest and took in my scent.  His hands were firmly placed on my sides.

We laid there in silence for a while. I didn’t dare to admit I was scared.  The only sound was the light hum of the air conditioning.  I let one of my hands feel through his hair to comfort him.