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The next day Christian pov:

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The next day Christian pov:

I had never opened up like that before, she listened to me and cared. She never once judged me of course there is that whole Claire raping me part that didn't sit right with me. Maybe that was why I used sex maybe because that was all I had to feel safe. How the fuck did that not mess with me? How the fuck did I ever live without telling anyone. I didn't know what I was getting myself into back then, do I know now? Rose is nothing like her, but when she dug her nails into my shoulders it fucking hurt me, and maybe I should've told her. I loved how she held onto me last night. She really heard me out.

Do I deserve Rose? Do I deserve the family I am creating? I don't even know it fucking sucks being in my thoughts. I rolled onto my side smiling at my precious sleeping fiancé. Her mouth was a little open and she was snoring. Just how she did when she was pregnant with Lilly. I wanted to touch her face but I didn't won't to wake her. I think between helping me clean the liquid I spilled last night, and from being in the bathroom as I threw up she deserves rest.

My text tone went off, and roll back over and it was an unknown number.

meet me where I first took you after your first game in Mil -c

Why the fuck would I meet her? You know what maybe I should meet up with her to tell her its over everything the texting and random phone calls. I slide out of bed being careful and quiet as I could be. I just put on a pair of black jeans, and a red tee-shirt. Rose always leaves a sweater, or pullover near the door for me just incase I have to do something the next day. Its the little things that matter. Fuck I am annoyed at Claire, but this must be done and I have too and I guess I will go pick up Lilly at Colins house.

The area in Green Bay

I forgot how far the drive is almost two hours. I don't get why I ever made this drive for her. I pulled into the parking lot. She was sitting on the curb, fuck when I look at her I just am in full disgust. Here I go, I get out of my truck and look at her rolling my eyes.

"Christian I didn't think you'd come." She smiles

"Why the fuck did you text me, I told you last month its over our whatever you are trying to do." I bite the inside of my cheek, this time I meant it.

"It's not like you cheated on ms perfect." She rolls her eyes

"I could never do that to her especially with you of all people." I shake my head

"Listen, I came to say you need to get Mark away from me because he isn't doing it for me and he won't stop coming around.. I just need someone to take him." She says

"Um fuck no, you and I are done I am not making guys leave just so you can get another one... you are done treating men like toys, but I have to ask something." I look at her

"What, is that?" She asked standing up

"When we had that drink did you put something in my drink?" fuck do I want to know the answer, she presses her lips together "I guess since we are done its time to be honest." Clarie looks at me almost as she was sad.

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