1. Broken Glass


    Date: 5/31/2017, Categories: Reluctance, Author: Saga, Rating: 15, Source: LushStories

    The sound of shattering glass made him stop dead in his tracks, and in one fluid motion, he turned around to face her. His fists were clenched to his sides and she could see bitter anger flash across his face. She looked down at her hand that just a moment ago had grabbed the fragile red vase, and thrown it against the brick wall behind him. Finally, she had his damn attention. "What the hell is your goddamn problem?" he spat out. "You don't get to fucking leave and end this discussion!" she screamed back. Fury was coursing through her in a way she rarely allowed. She hated feeling like this, like she couldn't control herself. But she’d rather let him see the raw anger than give him the satisfaction and show him the tears that were burning behind her dark eyes. “What do you expect me to do?” he snarled. He was as angry and frustrated as she was. “I expect you to stay and finish what you've started.” She didn’t know what she really wanted or needed, all she knew was that she didn’t want him to leave… to go be with her . She watched him as he looked at her intently. Letting him leave would have been the smart and sane thing to do, but when it came to him, she never did what she should. He was as bad for her as she was for him. There had always been a fierce fire between them, and she'd been scalded more than once. Everything about them was completely wrong, but still she needed him to stay. He was the only one that could make her feel right in a world not suited for someone ...
    like her. “Finish what?” he yelled. “There is nothing more to say, and you fucking know it.” Through gritted teeth, she replied, “so that's it then, you just walk out and we’re done?” Something more than just anger clouded his eyes. She felt deflated and enraged all at once. She wanted to hurt him like he'd hurt her over and over again, but at the same time, she needed him to wrap his familiar arms around her and just hold on forever. She needed him even though he had brought her nothing but pain. “I don’t know what you want from me,” he said sincerely. She didn’t know herself, and she knew she would never be able to voice the deep-rooted desire and love she felt for him. She turned away and crossed her arms over her chest. She felt cold and alone, and the closely controlled tears were threatening to fall, but she was too tired to care. Right now, she wished he would walk away so he wouldn't see her break into a million little pieces. His quiet breathing was deafening in the silence of the room. She would rather he screamed at the top of his lungs. She understood that, and could deal with the anger, but the quiet indifference hurt her. "Just leave." Her low voice broke the silence between them. "Make up your damn mind," he muttered under his breath in frustration. "Fuck you," she snarled back. Her anger was directed as much towards herself for allowing him this power over her. She felt his hand on her elbow and she couldn't help but snap it back like he had just burned her. ...
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