Resisting Love (#1)

The Pain

I got out of my car and stepped out into the parking lot. I hurried into the building full of bustling students. It was Monday and I was nervous because I might see Nick again. I have no idea what I would do if I did see him again. 

       I hurried to my first class and felt the achingly familiar electricity in the air. As soon as I stepped inside, my eyes traveled instantly to him, only to see that he was already watching me. I tentatively walked further inside, and noticed that he was in my seat. I walked over to him and stopped in front of the desk. His eyes roamed slowly over me, unashamed and unapologetic. 

       "You're uh, in my seat Nick," I informed him boldly. He tilted his head up to meet my eyes and I swallowed. His mouth pulled up on one side, giving him a smirk which was irritatingly sexy.  

       "This is my seat now. Looks like you'll have to sit somewhere else." He made a show of looking around the room, knowing that the only other free seat was right next to him. "Looks like you'll be stuck with me all day," he said. I sneered at him and reluctantly sat down. 

        I didn't really want to sit here. On the inside, my conscience was telling me to run and leave him here, but my pride got the better of me. If I ran now and avoided him for the rest of my life, then that was basically a sign of weakness. I wouldn't give him that satisfaction. 

       I leaned over towards him in my seat to whisper where he could hear me. "What are you doing in here. You're not in this class." 

       "Yes I am. I was late on the first day and didn't arrive until just before lunch. The rest of the time… I just didn't come. Besides, maybe it's better if I stay here so that I know you're not out being stupid again like you were at that party. Or after the party when you got home," he growled. My eyebrows dipped in confusion. 

       "What are you talking about," I asked. He rolled his eyes and his jaw was locked before he answered. 

       "You know exactly what I'm talking about Victoria. Why don't you just make this easier on both of us and tell me who you slept with that night. Was it the guy I caught you with? Or the guy you live with? Because I don't really like the idea that I took you home only for you to have sex with your housemate,," he whispered angrily. 

       My eyes widened in surprise. How the hell could he possibly know about that? Was he watching me or something? 

       "I don't know what you're talking about," I denied. He turned his head sharply and I could see that his eyes were darkened with anger. Yet they were still beautiful and I still wanted him, whether he was angry or not. I couldn't help it. 

       "Cut the bullshit Victoria. I know you slept with someone. I could feel it when you did it. Once we find our- the 'one' we are spiritually connected. It's not as strong as it would be if we were mated and I marked you properly, but I'm able to feel it if you're having intercourse with another man, because it cuts deep, right here," he said, pointing at his chest where his heart would be. 

       I didn't know that he would be able to feel that and my cheeks were now burning. I looked away in embarrassment and even though he didn't want me, and told me to stay away from him, I didn't like the idea of hurting him like that. 

       "Look at me," he ordered. I slowly did as he said, meeting his eyes. I watched as his pupils dilated then turned to pinpoints as he spoke. "Tell me who you slept with Victoria." 

       Without even meaning to, I spoke. 

       "Damian." 

       My eyes widened and my mouth opened in an "o" of shock. Why did I tell him that? I didn't even want to say anything. I planned to keep my mouth shut about it, yet I told him anyways. It's none of his business anyways. He was the one who told me to forget about him and be happy. He told me to find someone else, but now he's acting mad about it.