Chapter 5

Eleanor suddenly slapped me, leaving me dazed. Her eyes were misty with anger as she confronted me.

"Shawn, do you really think I'm that kind of girl?" she shouted.

My chest tightened with a twinge of guilt, but anger quickly took over. "If other guys can have you, why can't I?" I growled, crushing my lips against hers again.

Eleanor fought back fiercely, even biting down on my lip hard enough to draw blood. I yelped but responded by grabbing her roughly, no longer holding anything back.

I was lost in a haze, too blinded by jealousy to notice her tears or the resistance I had felt as I pushed myself into her. It was the last thing on my mind, and all I did was move like a hungry beast, devouring every inch of Eleanor.

Finally, I collapsed beside her after releasing all of myself on her, exhausted, the anger and alcohol burning away. Eleanor quietly got up and began putting her clothes back on.

As I watched her, I recalled my actions just now. My face burned with regret as I