The Queen in Hell

Maldives

I open my eyes to feel the warm breeze gushing through the window. Warm? Breeze? I open my eyes slowly and stare at an unfamiliar ceiling. Where am I? I was in the cabin on my bed when I went to sleep last night! I slowly lift myself up to face a beautiful view coming through two open sliding doors that lead out to this patio. And past the patio all I see is ocean, calm smooth waters that are blue and clear. I stand slowly and make my way onto the patio where I see to my right is a pool that is cut off from the ocean but looks like a connection. I turn back around and notice the door that is the exit to the bedroom.

I slowly make my way out of the bedroom and through a brief hallway into a beautiful living room that is next to an open kitchen and a nice view of the other side of the beach, with the sand and the palm trees.. where am I? Where is Lorenzo?!

"Your healing nicely" I jump out of my skin at his voice and turn around startled.
"Don't do that! You and your sneaking around like a weirdo cat lady!" I yell shaking my head.
His sardonic smirk makes me blush as I look away and back towards the ocean.
"I'm assuming we are in the Maldives" I say trying to get his deep stare away from me. I hadn't brought up what I had heard, neither had he. Either he has decided not to love me and not to tell me or just to never tell me. Which makes me have this angry but sad pit in my stomach.

"Was it the sun or the ocean that gave that away?" He says smirking and I give a small smile in response but my heart isn't in it. He seems to notice and the silence is deafening.
"You want breakfast?" He asks and I nod, following him over to the kitchen. He takes out cereals and milk and bowls. I serve myself Cinnamon Toast Crunch and move in for a bite when my bowl is swiped out from under me and I see him take a bite.

Seeing him do this under a completely different context makes me laugh as he sits across from me.
"Your such a child!" I giggle my ribs aching.
"And you never have cereal insurance" he says shrugging, sometimes I'm not sure how he jokes so easily and still looks so serious. So I shrug and poor myself a bowl as his legs brush against mine.

"How long will we be here?" I ask watching as he puts his spoon down and watches me finish my own cereal.
"As long as you want, till you decide your done with beach weather and would prefer the Poconos or Russia, whatever works" he says shrugging.
"How long will we be here?" I ask more seriously and his eyes catch mine, cause he knows when I say here I don't mean in the Maldives, I mean in this situation.

"I don't know, hopefully not long, how is your wound?" He asks standing up and walking over to me before I can even answer.

"Better" I say flinching back as he reaches for my shirt.
"Mind if I take a look?" He says looking me up and down as my flinch doesn't go unnoticed.

"Sure" I say slowly raising my shirt up to where my bra starts. He opens up the bandage a bit and takes a peak at my wound which feels much better now. The pain isn't so bad and I can breathe and sleep much easier.

"Can I see the other side?" He says and I nod turning around as I feel his breath against my neck. I feel goosebumps rising up my skin as his fingertips brush my skin.

"It's looking good, it's closed and the stitches look ready to fall out" He says looking content with the results of my healing.
"Good, that's good" I reply standing up our bodies close to one another but still the elephant in the room lurks. It jumps around the electricity radiating off of us.
"What would you like to do then?" He says his eyes going down slowly to my lips as he licks his own. I feel my insides turn and I can't control the small noise that escapes my throat.

He's so bipolar, one second he refuses my kiss and now his eyes cant look away. They look back up at mine and I don't speak, there's nothing I can say..

And in a split second his lips are on mine passionately as my mind soars and I can barely breathe! Woah! His kiss is fast and needy and I try to keep up as he picks me up by my thighs. The pain is small in my side as I wrap my arms around his neck.

With one arm he holds me up and with the other he swipes off the food from the counter causing the cereal to spill and the glass to shatter. I moan as his hands lay me back against the kitchen island slowly and his red eyes capture mine.
"Lorenzo, we should talk ab-" before I can finish his hands have ripped open my shirt as I gasp and his lips recapture mine.
My mind aches as I try and think rationally but all I want is him to take his pants off!
His lips travel down to my neck as I clutch his belt for support.
"Tell me what you want?" He teases and I groan.
"I want you to love me" it slips before I can control myself and his eyes instantly travel to mine. His eyes look to mine for answers as I blush my heart beating out of my chest and a feeling of despair and anxiety strangling me.
Why did I have to open my big mouth? Why? We don't move and I feel kind of ridiculous just staring at one another in this hot environment. We are both panting against one another and I'm not sure what to do, what to say...

"Lorenzo" I whisper running my hand through his hair swiftly. But he looks like a moose caught in head lights.

"I. I need air" he says and I feel my insides churn with disappointment and a bit of anger.

"Air? Why?!" I say as he moves back from me.
"Air, yes, air" he moves for the door but I stand in his way.
"Your telling me you don't care for me?" I ask my tone desperate.
"Adeline, I need air" he says a wild look in his eyes.
"I don't understand you! You've saved me! You've kissed me! We've had sex multiple times and after all of it your telling me you feel nothing for me!" I say bombarding him as he tries to get to the door.

"Adeline! Stop!"
"No! I can't sit here and hate you! I can't pretend to just like you! What I feel matters to me! Do you hear me Lorenzo?" I yell a bit my voice going up as I stop in front of the door that faces the water.
"Stop." Is his simple request and I can't.
"No! You stop! Stop being so heartless! Stop! Just stop!" I yell smashing my two fists into his chest. It does nothing of course but his red eyes flare up in anger and I recoil in fear as he says, "Adeline move" and the demand rattles my bones..I can't speak and I can't breathe as I take a step aside the tears welling up in my throat as he walks out of the house..

Leaving me..
With his definite answer.