Psycho But Not Really

p s y c h o - 22

As soon as I said those words, Nate pinned me to the wall, and attacked my lips, his hunger for me was tamed, our lips danced with each other's.

I noticed Nate getting more aggressive as the kiss went on, he was holding my hair super tight, and got hold of my jaw, I tapped on his chest, and he let go.

"Nate, are you okay, you're really aggressive" I panted, Nate's eyes softened, "sorry" he murmured, I rubbed his cheek, and softly kissed him again. Smiling, he lifted me on to the couch, and turned on the TV. Nate flipped through channels, when one sad romance came on. It was a scene where the girl was dying and the male character was pleading for her not to go.

I felt an ache in my heart for my mother, I snuggled closer to Nate, and he changed the channel, and we started to hear moaning, Nate wanted to tease me, and he didn't turn off the the channel.

Instead the whole apartment room, was filled with the mans and lady's moans, Nate smirked, and looked down at me, "Nate, turn that shit off" I hit his chest, Nate's smirk grew even bigger.

"What if I don't? Are you going to try to do that to me?" He lifted his eyebrow, as he pointed to the TV, where the couple were doing some sexual activity. My face held disgust, "Alright, this is all fun in games, now turn it off!" I yelled. Trying to get the remote from him.

But he stood up, and ran away, I wasn't bothered running after him, so I stayed on the couch, where the moaning kept going, I wanted to block out the sound, but stupid Nate turned the volume up. "Nate Cougar Jondus!" I screamed his whole name. Then the TV was turned off.

"Did I hear my whole name?" His cocky voice came back, I looked at him, and narrowed my eyes, "Yea you did!" I stuck my tongue out, and he chuckled, and grabbed my jaw, making me look at him, "I want you to scream my name next time in bed, huh?" He said, raising an eyebrow. I blushed, and pulled away.

"Have some respect, just because I'm a virgin, doesn't mean you need to tempt me!" I threw a pillow at him, Nate laughed, and sat with me, "I tempt you?" He questioned, pushing my buttons, and limits, I stood up, and walked to his room.

He followed after me, "baby, come on I was joking".

Baby? Did he just call me baby?

I stopped walking, and looked up at him, "Y-You, called me B-Baby.." I whispered, Nate looked confused, "Yea?, I did" he replied, but I hooked my arms on his neck, "It sounded nice" I smiled, Nate place his head between the crook of my neck, inhaling my scent.

"Baby" he whispered.

I almost let out a moan, when his hands gently trailed along my back. I pulled away, "can we just cuddle" I asked, Nate nodded, and we ended up in his bed, his arm around me, and we sweet talked each other.

When Nate's eyes closed, I trailed my finger, on his chest, drawing out the wrinkles on his shirt, then trailing my finger to his face, I noticed a scar on his forehead, it was small, but noticeable up close.

Nate groaned and opened his eyes, "it tickles" he said, and moved his head, I giggled, and snuggled up close to him, before falling asleep.

I wonder if Nate's feelings were as genuine as mine, I mean, we only started this relationship because of a kiss, we barely know each other, but then again, knowing people won't really get you close to someone. I wonder if he has the same passion, and affection he has for me than I do for him. I mean if this all was a joke, or planned out, I wouldn't be able to forgive Nate.

I'm still trying to figure him out, Nate's mood swings changed a lot, but not enough to diagnose him with bipolar, or dissociative personality disorder, I'd know.

Nate was so difficult, I loved it, but hated it, at the same time. Why can't I figure him out!

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I woke up at three am, Nate was still sleeping, and his arm was still securely around me, I successfully slipped out of his grip, and went to open the balcony window.

The cold breeze hit my thighs, the town was so quiet, from afar I could see New York City, the lights, and cars were all I could see. I still had hope that I'd end up there. With a job? No. But I'll live in New York one day.

I sighed in content, as I looked back to see Nate, shifting, and cuddling up with the pillow. I looked back at the night sky, I never noticed the tear that slid down my cheek. I was crying once again. I need to stop.

I wiped the tear away and sniffed, pulling my knees to my chest, I laid my cheek on it, and faced the city.

I wonder how mums doing.

I thought in my head, then all of a sudden, and hoarse voice came out of nowhere, "You're awake? You should've told me" I looked to see Nate rubbing his eyes, I smiled and patted the space next to me, "You looked too peaceful to wake up", I laid my head on his shoulder.

"Nate"

"Yeah?"

"Promise me one thing..."

"Sure"

"Don't leave me...or break my heart, I'm too fragile"

"Never in a million years"

I sighed, but it was a happy sigh, I held Nate's hand, as we stared into the sky, and city. We should wake up at three am, everyday to see this view.

"Thea?"

"Yea.."

"Promise me one thing"

"Go ahead"

"Don't ever leave me, if I betray you, or you think I'm a horrible person..."

"You're not a horrible person, and I wouldn't leave you for the world"

It was Nate's times to sigh, he held on tighter, and I smiled.

"The day I'm ready to say the three words, just know that I really mean it, no matter what kind of situation we're in" Nate said. And that was how the rest of our night went.

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They're getting closer.

Just another reminder that I don't edit my chapters straight away, so please if there are any grammatical errors, please excuse that.