Beyond Us- Book Three

•••Chapter Twenty Six•••

~I'm so in love with you
And I hope you know
Darling your love is more than worth its weight in gold
We've come so far my dear
Look how we've grown
And I wanna stay with you until we're grey and old
Just say you won't let go.~

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<Thora Violet> I became so nervous waiting for him to spill what his confession was. It shouldn't be that bad. "I'm waiting."

"I don't know if I should tell you this."

"Don't keep me nervous. I throw up when I get too nervous."

He sighed. "Okay," he breathed in. "I..."

"Go ahead," I urged him.

"I fucked Edna, here." he said. I read his emotions and it didn't look serious so I burst out laughter and waited for the real confession. His face turned serious and I gulped.

"Please don't tell me you're serious about this, please."

"I am,"

"Get up," I said. "Get up Chris." He pulled out and wore his boxer. I sat up and looked at him. "How many times?"

"Once. It didn't really mean anything to us..."

"I think it did. She glares at me when I pick Aiden and Ava from school. You could've fucked everyone in the world but you chose her? If she let's her feelings get to her, she's going to ruin  them, me and you. Didn't you have any other option?"

"I said it didn't mean anything to us. It happened the night I saw you and I thought I was going crazy again and she was here with me and this happened. I wasn't dating her or something. It was just sex like what you've been doing with guys."

"Are you judging me?" I angrily asked.

"I wasn't..."

"You just did." I stood up and packed the plates and mug to the sink. "This is why I didn't even want to try."

"What do you mean?" I turned to him and looked at him dastardly.

"You know what I mean! You don't have any right to judge me when you've been doing worse."

"Okay that's ridiculous. I didn't throw myself at her, but you threw yourself at every guy you set your eyes on. All the ladies I had to sleep with when you were gone begged for it. You didn't even make them sweat for it!"

I looked on my left and there was a plate sitting on the counter. I picked it up and threw it to his way. My heart was heaving abnormally. I didn't know which words hurt me. Him fucking other girls or me being the cheap slut. The plates crushed on the floor and he cussed out.

"What the fuck Thora!" I picked the used plates we used and threw it to his way. I was so angry I could kill him. He dodged every one of them and my frustration grew worse. "Thora, put them away and let's talk with words!" The plates which were lying in the sink were now lying on the floor broken and shattered. The next thing I saw was the knife. "Goddamnit Thora! Put the knife down. You can really kill me with it."

"I hate you!" I screamed.

"I don't. You're just angry. Put the knife away." he stepped closer to me and the knife was still in my hand. "Put it away," he slowly said. "You don't want to hurt me, do you?" I was looking at him and the knife in my hand. What was I doing? I was letting anger get the worst out me. "Calm down." he hugged me and I let the knife fall to the floor.

"I don't want to hurt you," he put his palm up to my face and wiped away what seems to be tears. I put my head to his shoulder and realized I've been crying. My tears were dripping to his bare chest and he patted my backside.