Amelia had everything- family, friends, a promising future- the sky was the limit. But just like that everything was taken from her. One moment she's planning her high school graduation party the next she's laying on a therapist's couch. It was as i...
"What the fuck?" I hissed under my breath low enough for Lily not to hear me. My god it was like I could feel every word my fingers were typing.
Quickly, I erased a majority of the scandalous message. I was kind enough to send the first sentence. And nothing more. The idea of Elijah becoming all hot and bothered was truly a tempting thought. On the contrary it also somehow raised quite a few questions.
Our moment in his office, without a doubt, sparked something between us. But it has been years since I've allowed myself to be intimate with anyone. What if . . . what if I wasn't as good in bed as the other part of me was? I didn't want to stress about it too much, after all I pretty much threw sex off the table since day one.
Seriously? That was such a good text that you just tore up. Honestly, how do you expect to get anywhere with Dr. Sexy if you are not willing to drop the whole prudish act?
I turned around to Lily who was still lying on the bed.
"Hey, Lily, do you mind giving me some privacy for a few minutes? I have to make a quick phone call to a friend."
Lily hopped off the bed with a smile. "Sure. If you need any more help, I'll be downstairs."
As soon as the door closed I marched over to the mirror that hung on the vanity. I planted my hands harshly down on the table and leaned in.
"What part of we're taking things slow do you not understand?"
My reflection once again revealed the true horrid image that was inside my head. This internal creature was devious and she showed it in her eyes. Deep within her black pupils was a fire that roared nonstop. An abyss that contained every sinful desire that should never see the light of day. And within it I knew there were things I couldn't even remember. Secrets.
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The ones that were told to me in confidence all those years ago. All of that ugliness piled together was nothing but madness. Madness that would claw its way out if it could. And it has.
You wanna know what I don't understand? I can't understand why or how this guy has an interest in you. I mean you put zero thought into your appearance half the time and the other half is trying to keep him at arm's length. Make up your mind Sweetheart, do you want to be in a relationship with him or not?
"Truthfully, I could care less about being with anyone. Because you're the reason why none of them ever last," I barked.
Oh please. You're just too afraid of taking any real risks in life. You are the one that ends them before things can ever get serious.
"No one wants to be with someone who doesn't have any boundaries! You just take and do whatever you please without ever facing the consequences. What kind of life is that?" How many times have I woken up in a stranger's bed after blacking out. How many mornings I've woken up with a killer hangover with no recollection of the night before? "Whenever things get hairy, you go back into hiding like the coward you are."
