"Camille yes just hear me out"
"Why the fuck did you come here after all these years"
"I needed to see you," he admits. I sigh tears falling from my eyes.
"I haven't cried in years, god what a wonderful feeling. You selfish asshole" I scream.
"You're goddamn right I'm selfish, you have no idea what I've been through"
"What you've fucking been through, are you serious" he scoffs. He comes dangerously close.
"I needed to see you," he says his minty breath fanning my nose.
"So what, I'm supposed to fuck you senseless because you needed to see me". He smiles finding my answer amusing.
"I won't object to that." I push him away from me. He grabs my wrist and pulls me into his chest. "You always knew I didn't like to be pushed around" he whispers in my ear. His mouth trails up and down my throat.
"Don't" I say with no conviction. He laughs a throaty chuckle against my neck.
"Don't act like you don't want this just as much as I do" I begin to feel just how much he wants this. His huge bulge sliding against my thigh.
"You're engaged D" His hands let go of my wrist and roam lower to grab my ass. I gasp. "Derek le- let go we have to talk" He sighs and moves away from me.
"I won't be your fucking mistress"
"I'm not asking you to"
"Then what do you want"
"I.. fuck I needed to see you, Camille, even after everything that I went through" I chuckles turning away from him.
"All that shit you chose to do". He laughs. Walking into my kitchen and finding my wine taking a long sip.
"Yeah, I chose so what. You came from the same life I did just different neighborhoods different communities different names" He yells.
"What my father did was wrong but it still wasn't running the fucking mafia."
"Sure Camille" he utters sarcastically. I stare at him in disbelief.
"What"
"I just find it funny that you can excuse the horror of your father and not me or mine. Your father shielded it from you making you believe it wasn't as bad as it was but trust me he could turn on that ruthless persona you're so scared of real quick"
"Fuck you" I spit.
"Don't be a hypocrite Camille". I stare at him in disbelief.
"I'm not being a hypocrite you asshole," I scream. "He hid it from me, yes, he hid who he was but was my father really supposed to treat me like one of the men who dedicated their lives to him. I was his daughter he had every right to hide it from me, and although I don't agree with the path he chose he's still my father. My mother is still my mother even after all the times she neglected me for drugs. You're not my father so stop acting like you deserve the same treatment" Derek scoffs, pacing the room.
"I may not be your father Camille but I can protect you just the same, I have more resources, more outlets, more hideouts, I'm bigger and better." I sigh. We stand silent neither of us not knowing what to say next.
"I don't want that life and you know it. I don't want to lay up at night wondering where my husband is or if he is in harm's way. I don't want to have a secluded kill room in my house. I definitely do not want to raise children with someone who has two different types of body counts". I say.
"Derek I've thought about it, I've dreamed of this day, the day when you finally come back, but I always thought you would choose me" I admit. He runs his hand down his face, his body rigid.
"Camille, I love you, I do, but I can't get out of this and the sick thing is, I don't want to" He confesses. I stare at him disgusted. He comes over to me holding my cheek in his hand. I lean into his touch as he traces circles on my cheek with his thumb.
"I've loved every dark part of you, why can't you do the same for me," He asks. I push him away.
"Are you fucking serious, my 'darkest parts' are not from things I chose to do, it happened to me Derek goddamn it get out" I yell.
"I didn't mean it like that Camille I-"
"Get the fuck out"
"You have no idea what life has been like without you"
"Yeah well, who made that choice" He walks out of my apartment with a slam. That's the second slam of the day from an irritable man damn I'm on a roll.
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A/N: We jumping straight into it lol. What do you guys think?
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Forever
RomanceCamille has been dealt bad cards all her life. Her mother was an addict, her father was a drug dealer, and she endured horrendous trauma at a young age. She thought she found home in a man that she believed would do anything for her turns out she wa...