Enemies

by Tijan

fuuuuuuck, he was hawt. Holy crapshitastic, he was hot.

He had no idea what I went through because I knew him, because the wrong person found out I knew him. I was here because of that sick and twisted someone.

There’s a pocket in your mind where you go when you feel unsafe, where you can’t handle whatever is happening in real life, and you lock yourself in there because you feel protected. Self-preservation. I was there, but I wasn’t completely there.

“She’ll stay with me. I’ll drive her there.”

I opened my mouth to argue, but no sound came out as Stone sent me a withering look.

“All your shit’s already b...

Well. That shu...

“I don’t give a fuck. You want to know about the costs? There are none. Wanna know why?” His chest was rising up and down, his eyes almost going wild. “Because I fucking paid for everything. Hospital, too. No. Not my parents. No, not your aunt. And goddammit, no way in hell, not you. Because after you lit all that shit up for me about what happened, I did my own digging and found out what my father did to yours. And I’m sorry, okay?!” He was almost shouting.

“I care. Fucking hell. I care, okay? I wouldn’t be doing any of this shit if I didn’t still care about you. Those people didn’t give a fuck about you, except the one girl. Not a goddamn one of them, and you’re asking me to look away from that? I can’t. Me being a guy and caring about a girl, I can’t do that. It’s not how I was raised.”

“I love you and I want you to let me love you and I want to make you mine. My woman. Just mine. All mine. I don’t care what you want. I can’t let you be someone else’s. Mine, babe. Mine.”

My dick stopped working unless I only thought of you.”

Best. Words. Ever.

You’re mine, Dust. You can’t push me away, not anymore.”

I tipped my head back. Stone gazed down, those eyes reading my need and he bent his head. His lips touched mine, and then I raised up and told him we needed to stop for a pregnancy test on the way home.