Truth Out Of Darkness
Chapter 5
"Please Chloe, you gotta talk to me." Phillip Kiriakis pleaded, oblivious to the attention he was drawing. He was only aware of the beautiful brunette in front of him and the look in her cool blue eyes. Her body language said it all: arms crossed, jaw set, eyes cold. It was a look Phillip had become all too familiar with of late. And he was at a loss to know how to change it.
"I am so sorry about last night at the party. I just had to see you. I have to win you back. You're my girlfriend, Chloe!" his intense blue eyes gazed at her, begging.
"I am not your girlfriend, Phillip. And we both know why." She retorted hotly.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry." He ran his fingers through his blond hair.
"You're always sorry, but it doesn't change anything because you turn around and do it again. Like last night. You broke into an exclusive party at the Dimera mansion and humiliated me in front of all those people. That's what you're best at – humiliating me! First, at the Last Blast, you accused me of selling my body on the Internet and called me all those horrible names. Then last Saturday night, you picked a fight with me and insulted me. Then you hurt me further by going back to Cynthia's house, where you made out with her! And then, last night at the party. You say you're sorry, you say you love me. Then why are you doing this to me?" Chloe passionately questioned.
Suddenly, in answer to her question, a scene replayed in her mind. A scene from last night. Chloe had asked the same question when Phillip had disrupted the party by breaking in and setting off the security alarms. Brady had replied, "Because you won't let him go. He's still tied to you and he's going to continue until you cut him loose."
Chloe looked at the boy in front of her with new eyes. She looked in his eyes and saw equal parts love, anger, jealousy, and … was that obsession? She remembered that the same look was in his eyes last night as he struggled with the guards and bellowed her name like a raging, wounded beast.
"Chloe!" he had yelled over and over while he fought with the guards. He had looked insane, like he had lost any self-control that he once had. She had remarked before that the intensity of his love, his passion had frightened her. Now she wondered is this love, or something else? Chloe then realized that Phillip had continued with his impassioned speech.
"Phillip, I….I gotta go." Chloe said and then practically fled down the hall.
Phillip watched her leave, a strange expression on his face.
Chapter 5
"Please Chloe, you gotta talk to me." Phillip Kiriakis pleaded, oblivious to the attention he was drawing. He was only aware of the beautiful brunette in front of him and the look in her cool blue eyes. Her body language said it all: arms crossed, jaw set, eyes cold. It was a look Phillip had become all too familiar with of late. And he was at a loss to know how to change it.
"I am so sorry about last night at the party. I just had to see you. I have to win you back. You're my girlfriend, Chloe!" his intense blue eyes gazed at her, begging.
"I am not your girlfriend, Phillip. And we both know why." She retorted hotly.
"I know, I know. I'm sorry." He ran his fingers through his blond hair.
"You're always sorry, but it doesn't change anything because you turn around and do it again. Like last night. You broke into an exclusive party at the Dimera mansion and humiliated me in front of all those people. That's what you're best at – humiliating me! First, at the Last Blast, you accused me of selling my body on the Internet and called me all those horrible names. Then last Saturday night, you picked a fight with me and insulted me. Then you hurt me further by going back to Cynthia's house, where you made out with her! And then, last night at the party. You say you're sorry, you say you love me. Then why are you doing this to me?" Chloe passionately questioned.
Suddenly, in answer to her question, a scene replayed in her mind. A scene from last night. Chloe had asked the same question when Phillip had disrupted the party by breaking in and setting off the security alarms. Brady had replied, "Because you won't let him go. He's still tied to you and he's going to continue until you cut him loose."
Chloe looked at the boy in front of her with new eyes. She looked in his eyes and saw equal parts love, anger, jealousy, and … was that obsession? She remembered that the same look was in his eyes last night as he struggled with the guards and bellowed her name like a raging, wounded beast.
"Chloe!" he had yelled over and over while he fought with the guards. He had looked insane, like he had lost any self-control that he once had. She had remarked before that the intensity of his love, his passion had frightened her. Now she wondered is this love, or something else? Chloe then realized that Phillip had continued with his impassioned speech.
"Phillip, I….I gotta go." Chloe said and then practically fled down the hall.
Phillip watched her leave, a strange expression on his face.