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I put the brush through my hair for what seems to be the millionth time. But I can't stop, the motion is what is keeping my thoughts away from everything and everyone surrounding me. I know he's come back, I heard him stomp through the door this morning.

Anthony and Nick took shifts sleeping on the couch and I offered them a bed but they repeatedly said no. I stare at myself in the reflection. I can do this, it's my life, my decisions. The truth is I don't want to argue with him about letting me go to work, but I have to go or else I'll get fired. So I slowly slip my heels on and make my way out grabbing my laptop and my phone.

But when I come to the living room he's sitting there disheveled. His sleeves are rolled up and his hands bloody and cracked. What was he doing last night?! The click of my heels causes his red eyes to shoot up towards mine and I suddenly feel the air around me disappear.

"Where are you going?" He asks his ruby red eyes scanning my body up and down. I feel my cheeks grow red and I feel like I might choke on my saliva.
"Work" I say it as bravely as I can and he stands when I do so.

"No" is his reply and I scowl.
"No? What do you mean no?" I say moving towards the door but he steps in between me and it.
"I mean no, now take those pretty little shoes off and relax cause you aren't going anywhere" his words anger me, but I look him over and he looks like he hasn't slept in days, like he's been through hell and came to sit down here for a rest stop.

"What happened to you?" I ask puzzled.
"I was busy, keeping you safe. Your welcome" He says with a scowl and I scowl in return. I see his charm is still intact. And I try once again to push past him and his pride but I can't he stops me again!

"I said no"
"And I'm a grown woman, your no means nothing!" I try to push past him but he doesn't let me and I huff in anger.
"Move Lorenzo!"
"No!"
"Move!" I shove him but of course he barely budges and this allows him to get hold of my hands and pin me against the kitchen island.
My cheeks are red and I'm fuming, plus my feet hurt and I'm late!

"Please, ill lose my job!" I say pleading with him and his body is squished against my own. And I don't want him to move, his warmth is a feeling I've missed and I can't breathe now that it's back. He's so close that his breathe fans my lips softly. And his lips look so soft that I have trouble training my eyes back to his! No stop! I shake my head! I have to stop thinking this way!
"Fine..but I'll be close behind" he says giving up and moving back. What? Im startled as he takes another step back allowing access to the door. Flustered I fix my blouse.
"Okay, Thank you!" I say satisfied I won this one but angry that he gave up so easily. I take one more look at him and then leave my apartment to go to work.

But all the way there he occupies my mind. And whats worse is the traffic adding time to my thoughts!  I just don't know what to do! I didn't think I would care for him this much after what happened and him leaving me but I can't help it! My heart aches to be around him and it's bad!

When I enter the office I'm greeted by a bunch of my colleagues by my office. Even Madison and lily are in there and I wonder why! When I enter there he is. Looking fresh and gorgeous of course as the ladies from my office swoon at his delicate words and his fast talking. How did he get here before me? And how does he look amazing in such a short time?! Angrily I strut over as his eyes once again reach mine.

"Adeline your back! Hey!" Madison says smirking as I put my laptop bag down on my desk. Which he's leaning against with that devilish smirk of his!

"I didn't know you had a boyfriend Adeline, he's very charming!" I hear my 60 something year old boss say and I scowl. Ew.
"Yes yes he is, would be awesome to get some privacy just for a few minutes" I don't have to say anything else before everyone is gone and the door is shut behind us.

"You have lovely co-workers" he says his eyes lighting up as I walk over to where he sits slash leans on my desk.
"Lorenzo go! Now." He doesn't seem pleased by my demand and when he stands he towers over me.

"If you want to challenge love, I will show you dominance" when he says this a shiver goes down my spine and we're inches apart which makes it worse.
"Enzo, I'm not playing your games again. You have no reason to stick around, just go home" I say although it pains me to do it, i have to take that step or else we'd never say goodbye.

"Is that what you want? For me to go?" He says this genuinely and I shrug.
"What I wanted didn't matter before" I say looking down at my nails. He brings my eyes to his by lifting up my chin and I'm electrified by his touch.

"How many times do I have to tell you?" He asks frustration is evident in his voice and it irks me too, as I shove him away and breathe in air that isn't stained with his cologne.
"No! How many times do I have to tell you?! Go! Now! I don't want you here, and I'd rather sit here and stub my toe repeatedly than spend another second playing your mind games!"

He's not startled or hurt by what I say rather a dark gloom falls over his eyes and he looks at me with desire. What? No! That's not the right emotion!

"I want to take you away from here, my father has been chasing me and I think he's been after you as well..I have a safe house positioned a few miles away from here and I think you will be safer there" he says nonchalantly.
"No. You don't get to decide where I'm safer, stop acting like this! Like some bodyguard! I don't need your protection and I'm sure your father would never-"

But a small pain in my back stops my talking. What was that? I look down at the spot where I feel hot liquid fill my shirt. I bring my hand to it and then back up, it's blood!

I'm knocked down by Lorenzo who covers me as glass breaks. But the pain in my side is so bad that I feel almost numb and I feel the blood leaving my body slowly.

"Lorenzo" he looks down at me his eyes catching mine and then they go down to where I was shot and my vision starts to blur. Everything is slowly growing darker and darker and I can just hear small sounds in the back of my ears as I slowly drift away..

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