Just a light touch from him and I completely forget that I shouldn't be doing this, as usual.I think it goes without saying that my self control is non-existent.And the worst part of it is that I don't care at this point. I don't care that I shouldn't, but the moment Elliot treats me like shit again, I'll be crying on the sidewalks. It's always the same fucking story. The only way to break the cycle is doing things differently… bit I can’t right now. "Shh," Elliot scolds me, when I let out an involuntary little moan. His hand is now touching me harder, putting pressure on my most sensitive spot. I try, but I can't keep quiet, "Angie, please. The guys are here.""I can't," I complain, pouting because he has stopped kissing me. Elliot considers the situation for a second and starts to get up, "Where the hell are you going?"Before he can answer, an alarm starts blaring from across the room. Elliot grabs my hand and quickly pulls me up, walking with me to the bathroom and locking the
Luc's plan is the stupidest thing I've heard in years. The only thing that beats it is when my father tried to convince me that there was a magical man who delivered presents to all the children in the world in one night and if you misbehaved, which he magically knew too, he would give you coal.I was four years old and I knew the story was bullshit, just like what Luc is trying to tell me.He wants me, not only to go buy flowers in the nearest town, but to also write my feelings in a letter. And after Angelique has read the letter in front of me, he wants me to tell her out loud how much I love her and that I can't live without her and that her eyes remind me of the sea and that she smells like vanilla in summer and some other shit that is not genuine at all. Oh, and also he wants me to buy her some necklace or bracelet or whatever expensive jewelry so she'll remember me forever."I think it's all the unnatural sex you've been having lately that's clouding your brain cells, have you
When I open my eyes I'm in a very comfortable place and think it was all a dream and that base where Elliot took us was a figment of my subconscious, but then I feel the pain in my arms, in my head and in my crotch and realize it was real.Elliot is sitting on the bed with his back to me and his shirt off. I sigh and stare at his broad back and tattoos for a few seconds, so I don't realize he's talking to someone on the phone… until it turns into shouting and threatening someone. When I pay a little more attention I can see he has my phone pressed against his ear. This can’t be good."... trust me, you don't want to get brave with me. We both know you could never win against me," he continues, in a low, terrifying voice. Then I realize he's extremely tense and his fists are clenching and unclenching as if he's imagining strangling someone, "I have legal rights to Angelique, you idiot. Not to mention a high rank in the council. I could kill you without ever getting in trouble."Oh, m
I lie in bed for a few minutes trying to remind myself that Elliot has treated me far worse than I have treated him. He deserves this. He deserves to feel sad and I shouldn't feel bad about it.It's the law of life, if you hurt me, I’ll hurt you back."Can I come in?" Hunter asks from outside as he knocks on the door. I mumble a yes, "Oh, hi Angie, where's Elliot?""I don't know," I reply, my voice low, "He left. He's mad at me.""Surprise, surprise,” he mutters sarcastically and laughs, sitting down on his bed and taking off his boots. I'm thinking so much about everything that I don't even pay much attention to how bad it smells, "What did you do now?""I... I said a couple of things that were a little bit wrong," I agree, letting all the air out of my lungs. I want to apologize to Elliot, but I don't know if I should. I don't know if this makes us even or if it's not even a quarter of what he made me suffer, "Do you think he'll forgive me?""I don't know what you said, but he'll f
“She…” Angelique looks unsure for a second. She smells nervous, “She didn’t like it when I was with Dario. I think she likes you.”I feel like someone lifted a weight off me and now I can finally breathe. But I also want to shake Angelique for making me feel so many damn things in such a short time. It's not normal and it's not pleasant. My head is a fucking mess, my emotions don't know what the fuck is going on.I can't take so much, I'm going to explode. "Then why did you say that?" I demand, unable to control myself, "Do you know how that made me feel? I think I got an ulcer. Damn it, Angelique. You're... you're so...""I don't know how you feel, because you never tell me anything!" she exclaims, "I'm sorry, okay? I know I was wrong. Everything I said was just to hurt you, but when I saw that it did hurt you...""I wasn’t that hurt,” I try to defend myself, even though it's obvious I'm lying."When I saw that you were extremely hurt, I felt really bad. And I don't like feeling bad
I don’t know who the fuck is that, but the name rings a bell. I dwell on it for a few seconds."Marea Alicat?" I ask, Angie nods a lot, "Oh, right. The General informed me that she would be arriving today. Your father asked as a favor for her to come into the program even though we were halfway through. Do you know her?""Know her?" She snorts, "She's my best friend. And by 'best friend' I mean she's the biggest bitch ever and I hate her. She's the reason for all my sorrows. She's the reason I made that human die. She's the reason I'm here again.""Okay, first of all, we need to calm down,” I put my hands on her shoulders and shake her a little. Her body is extremely tense and her face is turning red, "I won't let her near you if that's your problem. You won't fall for whatever that girl makes you do again because I trust you, I know you've changed. You're not the same girl who killed a human, okay? And I’m glad you’re back.”"Okay… just don't let me be alone with her," she asks, then
"Explain what?" I ask, playing dumb. I do regret a tiny bit how I lost my shit like that in front of him. It wasn't very wise of me.Elliot steps back to close the door before walking closer, without taking his eyes off me. Oh, god. Here we go. "Why do you even care if that ugly alien slept with your ex," he spits, and I almost laugh, but I control it."Because she's my best friend. Fake and all, but still my best friend, and she knew Dario was sacred because he's my first love... my only love before you," I explain, trying to make it as clear as possible so he doesn't get mad, but failing. His eyes narrow even more and he moves closer to me, his scent getting heavy, like when he gets jealous, "Not that I'm still in love with Dario or anything, because I'm not. But he's still mine and...""He’s not yours anymore, Angie,” he interrupts, gluing his body to mine and getting his hand in my hair to pull on it. Now I have look at his angry face directly. I hate it how wet I get when he mi
{ Elliot }I swallow to moisten my dry throat and, once I'm able to move, I grab the box I came for in the first place. The effort of carrying this huge, heavy box is welcomed. My arms feel like they're going to give out, but I've already wasted too much time, so I just carry it until I get back to the group. I half expected Angelique to be hiding somewhere avoiding me, but instead she is talking normally with Eva and Xavier while the alien watches them from afar with anger in her eyes. I decide not to say anything and drop the box at Luc's feet."What took you so long, champ, you need to lift more?" Luc taunts, punching my chest. I try to smile at him but I don’t think I succeed. "Man, I think we better leave the shooting for tomorrow. I'm not really focused, my mind is completely elsewhere," I say quietly and Luc just shrugs as if it's okay, "We'll do it tomorrow, I swear.""I hear you, it's fine," he nods at me and starts giving different orders than we had planned.We march fo