I'm Coming Home

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I had a choice and I chose to go. Kilgrave sent an address to a home. So I packed a bag and took a taxi to the house. Kilgrave met me outside, not saying a word until he closed the door behind me. 

"Welcome home, Jul. I am so glad you came," Kilgrave smiled. 

I sighed, looking him in those beautiful deep eyes. "You told me chose, so I did. What do you want from me?" 

Kilgrave laughed. "What do I..? We went over this. I want you to choose me because you wanted it. I can't control you and we both know that. But you here and that is all that matters." 

I pressed passed him to look around at the house. It was beautiful like I dreamed of when I was a kid. 

Kilgrave followed me. "I bought this place for us. I remember that when we were together I asked what your dream was. And you told me about having your own home. You gave me a great detail." 

I felt my breath being taken away by the beauty of the home. "You did all this?" I asked, looking up at Kilgrave. 

He gave a nod and a sweet grin. "All for you. As I said, I will do anything for you." 

"Do you mind, if I go take a nap or something?" 

Kilgrave shrugged, showing me upstairs to a bedroom. "There is a gift there if you chose to wear it. If you want to come down for dinner."

I gave him a nod, closing the door. Looking around, I felt weak, being here. I wondered why I was here, why I chose Kilgrave. When we were together he did nothing to hurt me. I hurt a few people for him, but he didn't me like Jack.  

Opening the box that was on the bed, I found a purple dress inside. I almost forgot that purple was his favorite color. After a long while, I decided to put the dress on. I thought that maybe I can help Kilgrave be good. Maybe I could love him. 

I walked down the spiral staircase as my hand trailed the railing. Kilgrave turned the corner to see me, to be a gentleman. 

"You wore the dress," he smiled as I took his arm. 

I took a deep breath as we sat down at a small table. "I did." 

"Jul, I want you to meet our help," he said, motioning to the kitchen door where a man and woman stood. "Louis and Deb." 

"I will not stay with slaves," I growled under my breath. 

"Oh, no, they aren't slaves. Trust me, they are happy here. Telling Juliet what you honestly feel about being here." 

I looked at the people. The man answered he gets paid three times more than his last job. The woman was here because her husband left and took her children away. 

"They have made us your favorite. Remember when you fell in love with that cafe? Your favorite was the alfredo?" Kilgrave purred at me from across the table as the Louis and Deb brought food out. 

Looking up at Kilgrave, my eyes filled with amazement. "You remember that?" 

"Of course. I know everything about you, Juliet Jones." 

Deb poured me a glass of wine, but I took the whole bottle, drinking half of it. 

"Drinking, really?" Kilgrave questions why an eye roll. 

"I turned to it after you messed with my mind. It was the only way to keep you out," I replied, drinking more. 

Kilgrave rolled his eyes."Our time together wasn't that bad, was it?" 

I set down the bottle. "You control me, I did bad things for you. I didn't have a choice."

He put up his finger. "No, you had a choice. Remember our time on that balcony? I timed it perfectly and you chose to stay, you chose to kiss me."

"I remember," I sighed, sitting back in my chair. 

"I gave you everything you wanted. I controlled myself and didn't touch you for the longest time," Kilgrave defended himself. 

I sat up, leaning on the table. "Why didn't you do that? It would have been easy for you. You can take whatever you want but the farthest you have gone with me was a kiss?"

Kilgrave let out a sigh. "When you told me about your dad and then Jack. I didn't want to hurt you as they did. I wanted you to chose as I did." 

I stood up, blinding away some tears. "Excuse me, I am tired." I ran upstairs and locked myself in the bedroom, agysr grabbing the bottle of wine.

Honestly, I wasn't sure what was going to happen between Kilgrave and I. I don't even know what I want. 

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