- Bobby...
Goren had a funny look on his face.
He looked sad...
So sad.
What did he...
- What was wrong with him?
Goren gently took Eames' hand in his, brought it to his lips, and kissed his little fingers.
- It's all right...
Goren was lying.
Alex shook her head in denial.
She knew Goren too well, and she knew when something was wrong.
Why wouldn't he confide in her...
Didn't he trust her...
Gently, she climbed on top of him, settling on his thighs.
- Bobby...
Alex had the teasing voice.
She put her fingers on his shirt at the level of his chest, and moved them up to his face, which she took, brought her face closer to his, and took possession of his lips with gentleness.
- Tell me what's wrong...
Damn it...
Couldn't she leave him alone...
And what was this way of teasing him to tell her everything she wanted to know.
He wasn't in the mood.
Goren had done everything he could to keep his hands off her.
And tonight, she was taking the initiative.
The mere idea of her walking again made him sick.
He couldn't tell her that.
But to know that she was going to leave, to abandon her...
And seeing her with that Ethan, her rehabber...
hurt...
So bad.
He didn't exist when she was with that damn Montgomery.
So why did she care about him now...
Did she miss her handsome rehabber?
He wasn't a spare tire.
- No... Alex...
Bobby looked away, not wanting to look at her.
He knew what Alex wanted.
Her look, her touch, were very explicit.
But he couldn't.
He had a violent desire for her, but it had to stop there.
Alex would never be for him.
Too many things separated them.
Moreover, he was afraid...
Afraid of her reactions.
Afraid of hurting her.
Eames carried his hand to his nape of the neck, attracting it towards her.
She took possession of his lips with ardour, intermingled their languages in a dance endiablée.
Alex wanted that it touches it.
She did not want any more that he turns away.
Hence his initiative of this evening.
Eames wanted to make him understand in his own way his feelings.
Why didn't Eames listen to him...
When he said no...
It was no!
She always did as she pleased.
Eames let his fingers slide down her body, stopping right at her crotch.
He felt his breath catch.
She wasn't going to...
Alex nodded, her big hazel eyes shining with desire.
Eames unzipped his fly, plunged his hand inside, pulled out his member, and took it in his full grip, stroking it.
Goren moaned.
This made Alex smile.
It wasn't fair...
She knew how to change his mind in her own way, and it worked.
He was much too weak for her.
A violent desire seized him, wanting to possess her on the spot.
It tightened it by the size, attracted it to him, crushed its lips of his.
She raised her pelvis, spread her thighs, and lowered her intimacy on his member.
- No! Goren pushed her back with all his strength, making her fall to the ground. I said no!
He had just shouted his words.
Alex on the ground, as if forbidden.
She looked at him shocked by what he had just done.
He had just pushed her back with force, and shouted at her.
It could not be possible...
He had just…
He had dared again...
For the second time.
His heart broke into a thousand pieces.
But a violent anger invaded her.
She tried as hard as she could to get on her feet.
And when she finally succeeded, she walked slowly, without a glance for him, to the room, where she slammed the door violently.
- I don't want to have anything to do with you ever again... Robert Goren. She shouted her words in an icy voice. Tomorrow I'll be out of here!
Tears welled up in her eyes, blinding her.
She rushed to the bed, and burst into tears, desperately clutching the sheets to her face.
Goren hated himself.
He could hear Eames crying, and it broke his heart.
He had hurt him again.
If he had pushed her away, it was because he was angry at him, not at her.
But he didn't know how to react to her.
As usual he had messed up again.
Eames was definitely leaving...
That was all he had managed to gain.
She was going to leave him.
That was all he deserved.
He was going to be left alone, back to a meaningless life.
Eames was going to be able to go back to a normal life.
And most importantly, she could be with that damn Montgomery.
It wasn't fair...
Did she not see...
Didn't she understand...
That he needed her in his life.
That she was his light, his sunshine.
With rage, tears came to his eyes.
He didn't want to lose her...
Not her little Alex.
Why couldn't she have stayed disabled...
That she needed him, that she depended on him, for life.
Eames would have been with him, just him.
Goren stood up, walked to the table, and took the vase in his hands, which he squeezed until his knuckles were white.
In this vase were the pink tulips he had bought for Alex.
The pink tulips...
His favorite flowers.
His heart tightened.
A violent anger invaded him.
With rage, and with all his strength, he threw the vase against the wall.
The vase broke into a thousand pieces, spilling the glass, water and tulips on the floor.