Chapter 44

                                    

                                          
His lips dissolved any fight I had left in me as he explored my mouth. Lolo went too far, for 3 months I was left in the dark, all because he didn't want me to get hurt. He couldn't understand being abandoned like that hurt me more than anything had before.
                          
I lifted myself to wrap my legs around Daniel's waist. Damn why did he have to taste so good? I couldn't get enough, but I was still pissed, biting his lip with a vengeance, drawing blood as he groaned. He gripped my thighs tighter, nails digging into my skin, causing me to whimper. I wanted him to hurt, though I could tell he already was, I was willing to pay the price.
                          
My hips moved against his erection and he froze, trying to pull back, but I bit his lip again to stop him. He hissed and walked over to the couch, he tried again as he lowered us down. "Cerulean, w-" I didn't slow and kissed his neck, cutting his words off as I bit down on his soft spot. He lifted under me, panting.
                          
I pulled his shirt over his head, kissing down. He gave in our hands and lips everywhere, removing our clothes in a frenzy until I was positioned on top of him. I slowly lowered myself as he head fell back, groaning as he parted my slick folds and bumped against my entrance. I leaned to whisper in his ear. "Get the fuck out."
                          
He blinked in surprise as I got off of him and snatched my shirt from the ground. "Ceru-"
                          
I jerked it over my head and glared at him. "Now you know how it feels to be led on and dropped like you're nothing." I stormed up the steps and slammed my door, angry tears streaming down my face. This hurt, worse than just being cut off. Why bother coming back when I was just getting over the pain or learning to live with it at least?
                          
I pursed my lips as my phone rang. "Lean? You logging on?" I started to wipe my face, staying silent. "You good?"
                          
I sighed, what did I have to lose at this point. "Not really."
                          
He paused. "Wanna come over? Or meet up?"
                          
I frowned and got up to look out of the window. "Sounds nice, but I'm kinda stuck."
                          
I heard him rummaging around. "I can come get you."
                          
His concern caught me off guard. "Why do you care?"
                          
He sighed. "We're friends right?"
                          
"I guess."
                          
He chuckled. "Good friends are there for each other. Am I coming to get you or what?"
                          
I bit my lip. "I'll meet you..."
                          
"Cool, I'm sending an address. See you in a bit."
                          
The last thing I wanted to do was get ready to go anywhere, but I couldn't stay here. I went in the bathroom washed my face and threw my hair in a bun after pulling on leggings and a hoodie. When I looked in the mirror I paused. "I look like shit." I sighed and went for the door. "Fuck it."
                          
***
                          
Cerulean paused when she saw me outside her door. I heard when the phone rang, she was meeting up with someone. Her eyes were puffy and red as she glared at me and brushed past. "Where are you going?" She didn't answer and she skipped down the stairs, grabbed her keys, and went out the door.
                          
I clenched my jaw as she pulled off, not even looking in my direction. I understood she was pissed, but the shit she just pulled was low. I went back into her house and sat back in the couch. Having her back in my arms was the best feeling I'd had in months and for her to just snatch it away... I felt like shit for everything that happened, but this...
                          
It was almost enough for me to call it quits, almost... I sighed. If this was anything close to what she was feeling, then I should be lucky she even gave me a chance to explain. She deserved better than what I did even with her grandfather threatening to take her away, she at least could have been warned.
                          
I wondered where she ran off to. Should I wait for her to come back or try again tomorrow, not in the dead of night, after she got over the initial shock and anger. What if she found someone else? I squeezed my eyes shut, could I blame her if she did?
                          
Every day since that night she sent a text, it gave me hope, it made me think that maybe once I did what I had to do she would be happy to see me. What if she was just seeing if I cared enough to respond and when I didn't she... I rubbed my head, frustrated. Could I have done anything differently?
                          
I chewed my lip, nervous, terrified. I was finally free of my wife, even got my mom at the very least to be civil with her. My dad agreed to just stay away and to stop harassing those around her, nothing more. Everything was in place except the most important piece, Cerulean.
                          
I felt the tug of sleep and did little to resist it. She would just have to kick me out when she got back and after... I'd do everything in my power to get her to forgive me. It didn't matter how long it took, I just wanted her back. Images of her danced through my mind until it was numb and I fell into a dreamless sleep.