Obsession

// Nine //

Adrian - POV
I wanna build up her trust again, I wanna try again for my mistakes. I will do my best to keep her in my arms forever. All I have done is fucking things up. I understand my limits to her. Even if she refuse to say something she doesn't want to.
"Please I'm begging you Katrina, I want you back. Since I left you there — I regret it already. I should've said something. I should have stayed." I look at her in the eyes and frowned.

Katrina took a deep breath and frowned.
"How do I know that I can trust you again? My life is full of people who don't understand what I'm going through. Just you. And now —," she hesitated, "I can't."
I force myself to bring up the word of love. That one day I will marry her and have a family on our own. I know it sounds so cheesy but still she's the perfect girl for me.
She caress my cheek.
"I'll think about it."

It's not like this is a straight up answer to yes, no or maybe. But it's a thought she needs. So I agree to let her decide.
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I left the cafeteria, and pack up my stuff heading out towards the garage. I thought to myself. Should I love him back? Should I return to his arms the way it was before? It's hard because there are three men who came to my life. Adrian, Ian and now Rafe.
Now let's talk about Rafe. He's quite playful also flirty. He's not like Ian or Adrian. He's...something else. I know that's Adrian's older cousin and much related to their family. What am I got myself into. God.

I drove around the garage parking lot exiting the building and into the highway. Past the town, through roads noticing a motorcycle broke down by the side of the road. A man who seems to have problems fixing it. I stop by and got out of the car.
It's Rafe. Oh god. Could this get any worse.
"Katrina, heeey." Rafe greeted me. "What are you doing here?"
I never knew he's into motorcycles which is why he's more badass attitude.

"Oh I thought you needed a hand or something, or at least if you prefer a lift." I offered.
Rafe didn't want to bother me any longer because of what happened last night. He declined.
"Nah it's okay, besides I love to get my hands dirty. Grease work is my job you know." Rafe winked at me. "Listen about last —,"
I wave my hand just to forget about what he or Ian did to me. It's probably better if we all forgot that night.
He grab some tools and starts to turn the gear just to give it a good revving. Nothing. I was once into grease work but only a temporary because I needed a money to earn myself some.
"Here let me," I assist.

Rafe handed me the tool and watch how I fix it his motorcycle in a few second, he seems intrigued. Finally it worked.
The engine began to start normally and it revved up. Rafe clapped me for some kind of bravo. I shrug it off.
"Listen I wanna get to know you more if I could, but time is not at the latest. Is it okay if I come by this evening? I promise I won't do what Ian told me to."
Wait what? What does he mean by that? Ian telling him what he does like last night?
I try to slip it off my mind and nodded.

At least it's what I need. To distract any of it.
The heartbroken. That part where Ian raped me twice. And last night.

Evening - 7:29PM.
A revving of motorcycle stopped by just outside my house and peeked through the curtain window. Rafe arrives early and notice how he dressed so casually. I, on the other hand did too. It's not like we're on a date or anything. Just bonding time with a friend.
That's what I need. A friend.
When I open the door, Rafe hand me flowers. I smell them with delight. I love roses to be honest.
"You have a nice home, I love it." Rafe compliment me with some sort of enthusiastic tone.

I giggled and blushed.
"Thanks Rafe, you know you're not so bad either." I told him smiling.
We've sat down into the couch and had some pasta which is what I can cook for now. Too lazy to prepare the whole food serving dinner. So pasta is what I can come up with.
Rafe and I had few drinks but not too much because he might have to drive home later on. Or at least helping him to get a cab.
"I was just interested about my cousin taking too much on you. He seems to be a great guy. Good communication with others you know, but —," he look down to his glass. "Not so good with women."

Oh...?
It might be sound so awkward for me to say something like that instead I gave a look.
"I mean don't get me wrong, he loves you. He won't stop talking about you during work. God he's quite happy when he found someone finally. But I'm scared for him about the past. The past I knew. The past I never forget. But I wouldn't worry about him now," he change the topic.
"No, no. Please I wanna know more of his past." I insisted. "I have to know otherwise I need to trust him."
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Rafe - POV
If only Adrian won't find out that I told Katrina about it, we would be fine. As long as she doesn't get hurt.
"You see when he was 20, Adrian met this a girl at the bar. It was like love at first sight. They were couple and all that shit. There are times when every time I saw that woman was wearing sleeves. Like how the fuck does she wear that in a hot summer days. And I realized he had this obsession to...make them love him like in wrongful ways. They can't imagine. It's not like he's into BDSM or kinky shit. He's more than that. I know this because I've seen him."

And from moment on, that look on her face appalls me.