WAYWARD 2: PERVERSE (Discontinued)

thirteen

"Luke stop!" I screamed in panic trying to pull him away from Calum who wasn't even throwing back punches. "Please!" I begged, almost crying.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch. Her!!" He gritted thru his teeth, throwing in another punch before stopping and grabbing my hand.

He dragged me behind him and sat me..more like pushed me in his car.

I wanted to scream but my throat suddenly went dry. I wanted to run but suddenly my knees became weak and fragile.

What is happening?

I can feel my lips shake and my tears started to roll down my cold pale cheeks. I couldn't move.

"Fuck!" He cursed, honking loudly on the car in front of us, "Idiot!" He muttered again.

Why am I with Luke?

"Stop the car!" I ordered,

"No!" He snarled.

"Why?!" I exclaimed nearly shouting.

He didn't answer.

After a few minutes I noticed that we were on our way back to our...his flat.

"What are we doing here?!" I asked as soon as he finished parking the car.

I jolted out.

"I asked you why were here?!" I exclaimed once more.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me in the elevator.

My heart was racing and cages of elephants were stomping around my stomach. Our lips collided. I couldn't help but kiss him back.

I pulled his hair, he pulled mine. I was utterly lost in my mind.

"Luke we cant-" I pulled away.

He pinned me closer to him and the cold steel elevator door.

"One more word from you and I will press the emergency button-" He threatened.

When the elevator door opened I couldn't help but to just kiss him back more and more. I moaned into his mouth. I missed him so much. I wrapped both of my legs around his waist as he carry me in the flat.

Once he opened the door, the smell of cigar and beer welcomed me. When did he start smoking?! I can't deny that Luke lost some weight, he looked so thin and..and broken. He looks like he's not getting any sleep at all. What is he doing to himself?

He carried me into the bedroom and laid me into the bed. I noticed that it was well made, was he not sleeping here? Where was he staying then? I bombarded myself with questions only he could answer.

He started kissing my neck, leaving love bites all over me, he lifts my shirt up with one hand as the other removing my coat.

I wanted him to stop, we can't be doing this but I also wanted more of what's happening.

So wrong yet its so right.

We undressed each other, both of us only wearing our underwear.

He kissed me one last time before we both gasp for air.

He was on top of me. Pinning my arms on top of my head.

He kissed my forehead and I could feel his cold fingers trail the garter of my panties. He pulled it down. I tightened my grip on the sheets as I can feel him entering me. It stings a little but it was bearable. He thrusts slower and I can't help but arch my back and feel my own eyes roll in the back of my head. His chest was so warm. I tightened my grip one hand on the sheets the other on his hair. I hate that I'm doing this and I hate that I'm loving it.

What happened to me and him? This could be us all the time. I can feel my heart sink, suddenly I'm starting to blame myself for how stupid I was back then.

He held the small of my back and I can feel him inside me, he stared at me and I stared back at the familiar icy pale blue eyes I've came to known.

I shifted the both of us, now I'm the one on top, controlling what's going to happen next. I thrust faster and he kept moaning my name, his voice sending chills down my spine.

The things he could do to me.

He sat up, his lips searching for mine. I rested my hands on his shoulder, humping up and down as we kiss torridly.

"Oh god-" He exclaimed his warm breath touching my neck.

He wrapped his arms around me, guiding me while I grind on him.

I started kissing his neck and moan on his skin. He shifted us both now he's on top.

"Don't move-" He whispered grinding faster and faster. His hand found its way inside my brassiere cupping my left breast.

He kept moaning and I kept biting my lips, I can almost taste my own blood.

He lost himself with the tension and so did I. I closed my eyes tighter, letting a loud moan escape my damp bloody lips.

We both reached our climax at the same time and he collapsed on top of me.

My breathe was hitching but I managed to stay sane.

Luke laid beside me, grabbing my hand and pecked it.

"I missed you" He sighs.

I missed you too.

"We shouldn't have done this" I whispered.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm sorry...I uh-I have to leave" I exclaimed standing up, not minding that I was naked, I grabbed my clothes on the floor and started dressing up.

"Please-" Luke sat down on the edge of the bed. "Don't leave me-" He begged,

"You told me you didn't want to see me again." I can feel my cheeks heat up, I hate remembering that day. The day everything circle the drain, breaking us both apart.

"I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that" His eyes were begging for forgiveness. I know I'm the one who's at fault but I did my part and he did his as well, he made a choice. He wanted me out of his life.

My mind started to cloud and I don't want to get mad or anything. I don't also want to provoke him.

"But Luke, you didn't try to tell me that. Its been weeks since that happened, where were you?!" I tried not to make my voice crack, but I failed.

"I was thinking-"

"I'm just so tired crying over you, over us!" I wore my last piece of clothing before leaving the room.

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Did someone see that coming? iM SCREAMING WHAT THE FUCK