Chapter 43

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"We need to talk,"

My lips part as I inhale a sharp gush of air. I shut my eyes in defeat; it's over. My biggest fear has become reality and I stand unable to talk in order to change his mind.

"You want to break up?" I ask when I find my voice. I start to take my hands off of him but he stops me. His eyes shoot to mine and a scowl finds its way to his brow.

"No, of course not! How could you possibly think that?"

"You don't talk, you avoid looking at me, you seem out of yourself and you start a conversation with 'we need to talk'. That's the break-up line!" Relief washes all over me and my whole body relaxes. I don't know what I would do if he meant those words. Even the possibility brings tears to my eyes.

"I wouldn't know," he murmurs and irritation fills me.

"And I wound 't know what you mean if you don't talk to me. What is going on?" He keeps being silent not offering me an explanation and my mouth twists.

"If you're bored of this, tired even, if you don't want me anymore...say it! I prefer it than seeing you standing there looking at me with pity and-"

"For heaven's sake, Amelia," He mutters and before I can complete my sentence, he surges himself in me. He leans down on me as I seat and he stands above me, towering over me. His hands slide around me pulling me closer and once I'm touching his chest, he attacks my mouth. His tongue finds its way to mine exploring my mouth. The pressure he puts into our kiss, the way he pushes me and kisses me remind me of last night.

When he pulls away releasing me, we're both breathless. I gape up at him shocked at this spontaneous and quick move.

"You still think that I don't want you?" My eyes keep gazing at his blue ones without offering the truth.

"Do you?"

"Yes, I do," He states and I feel like all the oxygen returns to my universe. "We need to talk about what happened last night."

"A lot of things happened last night so you have to be a little more specific," A smirk graces his lips and the feelings that were filling his eyes last night reappear. "About what happened with Christina." My lips part in surprise.

"Did you lie to me?" Before I can react further and my mind starts making up scenarios that will tear my heart, he speaks.

"No, can you please listen to me and stop thinking about the worst?"

"Fine, what about her?" I ask feeling like a baby girl that it's been scolded. After everything that has occurred and taken place in my life; I always feat the worst, knowing that it will surely break me. I'm just trying to protect my fragile and sensible soul from scratches and knives that life keeps throwing in me.

"I need to talk to her and found out the truth." He states with confidence. His eyes seem decided but the ache of my heart that is still trying to heal, can't think reasonably.

"Talk?"

"I need to learn if she had the same experience with you or if Edward raped her."

"Why? Why do you care?" I know I'm being mean and cold but the jealousy, the hurt and pain from last night doesn't allow me to think straight at his point.

"We need to know if she or every other girl the rumors say they have the same connection to that asshole is true,"

"Why? Why would you possibly want to know and get in the middle of the horrible things he has done?" I ask raising my eyebrows.

"Because we're not done with him. He wanted you and I stopped him. I beat him up so bad that he was out of school for weeks and even now, he can't walk. When I saved you from him, I made him furious. He's very angry and his ego is hurt. I need to protect you from that monster and the only way we gonna do this, if we have something big against him. And right now, we don't."

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