Choices

Chapter 7

The song is Hate me by Ellie Goulding & Juice WRLD! Hope you like this cute/steamy/ chapter ;) 

(Hopes POV)

     "You really think this looks good on me?" I say while spinning around a laugh escapes from my mouth. 

      I stop spinning and look at Craig before looking back down at my outfit. He looks up at me from the chair and acts like he's thinking of something. I was wearing a black sports bra with black ripped skinny jeans and high tops. I look back up at him.

     "I would not wear this! You only wanted to see what I would look like with less clothing on that's it!" I pull down my bandana and have it hang around my neck.

     "We could get you a suit, have you look like an assistant of mine. I bet Evan and Brian will LOVE that." He cracks a smile at me. 

     I roll my eyes and go back out to where the clothes are and pick ou a sleeveless black hoodie and come back to where Craig was sitting and go into the small dressing room to change my top. Once I do I go back out of the changing room and look at myself in the mirror. From behind Craig stands up and nods his head. I turn and look at him a smile creeping up on my face. I pull up my bandana over my mouth and nose.

     "That, that's the outfit. We're getting it no questions asked. You look like a real gang member now." He tells me. I laugh and look at him confused.

     "Says the gang member wearing a suit? But hey, I'm kidnapped right now and really shouldn't question anything right now." I walk back to the changing room to get changed into my clothes from the club.

     Once Craig bought the clothes, we were walking back to his car next to each other. I get in and but the bag down at my feet.

    "Would you mind if I take you somewhere else? I kind of want to show you a spot that I think you'll like." He climbs into the car and suggests.

    "As much as I would, I really want a shower right now. That and I'm getting tired." I say to him. He nods his head as he pulls away from the curb and towards his apartment. I watch from my window the city go by.

     He pulls in front of the Eclipse towers apartment complex. So he IS rich, getting an apartment here puts a person back at least a million dollars. The garage door opens up and we go into the car elevator as it starts to take us up.

     "I know what your thinking. But when you're in one of the most feared gangs of the whole city, money just flies at you. I tried to spend it with cars and a nice penthouse, but I still have more money than I want or need." He says looking over at me. 

     The elevator stops and the garage door opens. I look to see even more cars neatly parked and ready to be used. He parks right next to the garage door and turns off the car. We both get out but I continue to look at the white and black cars.

     "And I thought my family was rich with owning a pool and a tennis court, I guess I was wrong." I look over at Craig and giggle a little. He leads the way toward another elevator and I follow.

     We get into the apartment and start to look around. The apartment definitely has a modern feel to it. I walk around and look at the kitchen and the dining table as its connects to the living room.

    "The bathroom is upstairs. I can get you something to wear to bed while you take a shower." Craig says. I nod my head and head to the stairs.

     I open up the door and see his bedroom. The bed sits in the middle of the floor with a huge window looking out to the city. Behind his bed is a walk-in closet with other clothes that aren't suits hang up. I go to the closed door and finally find the bathroom. I look at the shower and sigh of relief as I turn it on. I put my bandana on the sink counter and take off my shirt, throwing it right next to the bandana the door opens up and Craig walks in holding out a shirt and a pair of shorts to me. I quickly snatch it from him and use it to cover my top, luckily I still had my bra on. 

     "CRAIG! I'M GETTING IN THE SHOWER!" I try to push him out as I quickly get red in the face. He looks at me in shock, his mouth agape a little. 

     He closes the door behind him as he pushes me back into the sink counter, making me knock the only coverage that I have out of my hands. His arms go on each side of me as he looks at me in almost amazement.

     "I... I have nothing... I have nothing to say. You just look... no words can even describe how you look right now. Holy shit." He says. I lean in so my nose is touching his now. My heart feels like it's beating of its chest but I ignore it as best as I can.

     "Can I take a shower Craig?" I ask him. One thing Autumn told me is no matter what, always keep your dominance, no matter who it was.

     "No," he says as he backs his head up a bit to look me up and down, "not yet. I just... let me get a good look at you. Fuck" He continues to look me up and down. The bathroom was starting to fill with steam from the running shower. I grab his chin and force him to look at me.

     "I'm taking a shower. Get. Out" I demanded. 

     That set him over the edge now. He grabbed my waist, picked me up, and put me on the counter, making me knock over a couple of things. He leaned in and harshly placed his lips on mine, his eyes closed as one hand was placed on my bareback. Something inside me gave in, I craved this type of touch on me again. I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around his neck as I kissed him back with the same roughness. 

     He stops as he pushes off of me shaking his head no. He looks at me once more, continues to shake his head as he opens the door and walks out. I watch as he walks to the bedroom door and walks out of it, slamming it shut. I take a deep breath trying to collect my thoughts as I get up off the counter and close the bathroom door, making sure to lock it this time. I got undressed and got into the hot shower, millions of thoughts dance around my mind, my lips still tingling. I touch my fingers to them for a second and shakily take my hand away and grab one of the bottles of shampoo and start to wash my hair.

     I finish putting on the shirt and shorts and try to dry my hair as best as I could before unlocking the bathroom door and walking out. I looked at the bed and in the walk-in closet but couldn't find him up here. I look at the little torn paper taped on the door.

     You can sleep in the bed, I'll be back in a little bit. The place is locked. I take the note off of the door and set it on the table next to the bed as I walk to the window and look out to the city skyline. He's probably going to try and find a hooker to fill his urges since he can't with me. I go back to the bed and climb underneath the blankets. My many thoughts putting me asleep quickly.