Wild

Prologue

I've never believed in destiny. To me, it was just a concept that books and movies have been trying to sell us ever since we were born.

Destiny was to me, this ever after that is way too perfect to be true. Something that always happens to the pretty girl. Not to me. Because if my story was destiny, it was definitely not a Fairytale.

Not only was he mysterious and charming, he was everything I didn't want or need.

He was rude, uncaring and heartless. He made me feel like I was the stupidest girl he's ever met and made me feel unwanted at all times.

And yet, I always came back.

He kept me secret and wouldn't be seen with me. I couldn't let anyone know about our love affair. I wasn't allowed to be with anybody else, even if he could. He'd get angry with me if I couldn't see him and distract him. If I'd say no, he would disapear for a while and leave me without a word. Then, he'd just come back to me, out of the blue as if nothing ever happened.

He became an obsession to me, as I was to him. I needed to be rejected by him to feel loved and somewhat like I meant something.

Isn't it crazy ?

How can a human being stay mentaly sain in that kind of relationship ?

How could I ever stay in his arms at night, knowing there would be another one in the same position as me tomorrow ?

Most importantly, why was my body always craving his touch, his lips and his body on me.

I became totally powerless with him, as if my mind submitted to him whenever he'd walk in a room.

His eyes only would paralyse my entire body. The sound of his voice was all he needed to get all my attention.

I was his toy he could treat as he pleases. A doll that would do anything for him, expecting nothing in return.

I was his.