Who doesn't want someone who would?
I didn't .
Now, I do .
"Can I ask you a question?" I heard him ask, his voice was husky and sweet .
"Shoot . " He stared into my eyes for the longest moment before opening his mouth . His lips darted out as if to taste my skin, but he licked his lips to wet them .
"If I ever asked you to put a gun to my head and shoot, would you be able to do it?" My eyes widened at the question . My hands fell to my sides, and my body recoiled . "Don't," he gulped as he closed the space I had created between us .
"What is the meaning of the question?"
"Answer me, Mia," he ordered, firmly . The palm of his hands slid from my arms to my shoulders and then went on to cradle my cheeks . How the tables had turned .
"If you betrayed me . . . if you pulled your gun out first . I would . " I lied .
"What if I pointed it at your head and told you that I didn't love you? What if I lied?" He stunned me .
"Lie?" I choked out .
"Yes, what if I lied and told you that I didn't love you? That I never did?"
"I would believe you," I whispered . His hands grew firmer and his face came closer to mine .
"Why?" he whispered . Agony . . . that was what I heard .
"You can say that the earth is flat and I would believe you . . . You can lie to people unlike any other . You would make me believe you . "
"Why would you not believe in me?"
"Because . . . " I couldn't tell him why . How could I tell him that I was the one that should not be believed in? That I couldn't expect honesty when I was lying .
"I love you," he whispered . Frozen, I listened to him murmur to me . I stared at him, unable to figure out a word he had said .
"I love you, Mia . . . " he whispered again, breaking through the haze of murky water under which I was drowning .
"No . "
"Yes . . . " he hissed .
"How do you know?"
"I've told you . . . " I shook my head . "And you love me, I know . "
"No . " He smiled and then lowered his face to mine . His tongue tasted me first, and then his lips pressed to mine, hesitant and searching . I let him in, resigned and sad . I felt betrayed .
Why would he say that to me?
He pressed harder, urging me to tell him everything .
This time, I did .
I told him that I was scared .
I told him that I would pull the trigger if he betrayed me .
I told him that if he wanted me to trust him, he would have to earn it .
He told me to never lie to him .
He pledged to annihilate me if I ever plotted against him .
He told me that he would prove himself to him, only if I let him .
I closed my eyes, combed my hands through his hair and then peppered his face with faces .
Cienna's face was forgotten, we remained seated, making promises and getting to know each other because there was nowhere else I wanted to be . Him, I was not sure about . But as he had said, he would gain my trust if I let him .
I realized that it would be easy to let go and just let him win me over .
I realized that I would never have to lie about who I was .
I realized that I could change everything .
I realized that he . . . he loved me .
I thought . . . I thought . . .
I loved him .
I did .
I loved him .
I do .
God, I do .
"I have to go somewhere," I breathed as I pulled apart . He tried to move closer, but I shook my head at him .
"Don't go," he pleaded .
"I have some business to take care of," I tried to tell him . He tilted his head to a side . . . his eyes went somewhere so far away that I thought that he would never come back . I wanted to jump back into his arms and tell him that I was right here .
"I'll let you go if you promise that you'll come back to me . "
"Always," I promised . I felt it swimming in my veins—the need to be near him .
"Then . . . then you can go," he sighed . He scooted to a side and then fished in his pockets . "I have to make a call, anyways," he gulped and then looked back at me . Apprehension colored his eyes .
"Make the call, Michael . I'll be back by tonight . "
"Yes . "
"Yes," I answered all the unasked questions . I hoped that he would understand .
I saw it in his eyes .
He did see .
He saw everything .
And after today, it would not scare me as much as it was in that moment .
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