A/N: I'd like to say thank you for the responses I've received regarding the first chapter thus far. As for who the mystery woman is in the first chapter..Well, Lol. That'll come at a later time. :p Heh Heh..Prepared to be confused. (Not only by this one as well, but probably the next two to follow)
There was complete and utter silence as he stepped into the house.
Not a word was exchanged or muttered between the two as the guy stalked forward taking everything into sight, almost like a predator stalking his prey.
After about a moment or so of exploring, or doing whatever it was he was doing the male turned to stare at the scantily clad female currently fidgeting under his gaze, adverting her own gaze anywhere but on him.
He continued to watch her and after about another minute or two of silence the female dared to speak up, breaking the silence.
"This is how you wanted it, isn't it?"
A small smirk found it's way onto the blonde male's face and when the female dared to look up making eye contact a full-blown smile overtook the small smirk on the guy's face.
It was beautiful..Just beautiful to know he had this kind of power over her.
To know he could do this.
The tear tracks..they belonged to him and only him. The setting of the house, his. The clothing style? Yes, His. It was his doing. All of it was.
She had tried at least to hide the tear tracks as best as she could, to show even she had some sense of dignity left but it just didn't work. He somehow always managed to find them.
She knew this was why he was studying her face closely. The glasses had not helped whatsoever.
Why'd she even bother?...She knew why actually.
This made him feel very powerful, so in control. She knew it. She actually hated it.
But she didn't hate him...
She could never bring herself to hate him.
"Come here," The guy growled and the brunette hesitantly stepped forward about a step or two before stopping completely.
"Closer," The guy growled again and the female couldn't help but flinch and back away.
Oh, she knew there was going to be trouble for that one later on, but sometimes..She just couldn't help it.
The guy sighed running a hand swiftly through his shoulder-length blonde hair. "Do you want me to leave," He asked turning to go.
"No!" The female shot forward grabbing desperately onto one the male's arms, pulling him toward her. "I don't ever want you to go. Don't leave me," She pleaded.
"Well," The guy chuckled a little pulling the woman flush against him and she gasped. "Next time listen to me," He finished right before yanking her head back by the back of her hair dropping his mouth onto hers in a rough kiss.
Seizing his neck in her small hands the female pulled herself even closer ridding the possibility of any space that could have been left between the two allowing the male to kiss her as he pleased.
'This is all I have..' She thought. 'There won't be any better.'
After about a minute the guy pulled back dropping his hand from in between her hair, unwrapping it, gathering her left wrist quickly in the said hand.
"Let's go," He mumbled pulling the female towards the door.
"But," She spoke up only to be cut off.
"Let's go," The guy repeated and the female had nothing better to do but let him drag her off and out of the house.
She stepped out of the black rental shaking uncontrollably.
"Aww. Baby..What's the matter," the guy asked as he rounded his side of the car coming to step behind the dark haired female. "Are you cold?"
She shook even more as she felt a light kiss placed directly on her neck.
Degrading.
Completely and absolutely degrading.
She had never experience anything so bad in her entire life.
All the hands, and all the words, all the...it was completely terrifying.
She pushed away from the solid body currently behind her, trying to create enough distance between her and him.
"I...I. Why," She asked. "Why?"
The blonde male shrugged. "It was something new. A little something I've been wanting to see from you for a long time. I didn't know you had it in you," He replied reaching forward to place a hand upon her cheek only to have her back away wrapping her arms around herself.
"Stop it," She hissed. "Just stop it. Why do you always feel the need to do things like that," She asked.
"Like what," the guy frowned.
"You always make me feel like I'm lower than dirt..no where near as good as anybody else. Why?"
The male looked pass the female placing his hands into his front jean pockets. "Look..I really hope this isn't going to cut into our 'alone' time because time's a' tickin'."
The female sighed. "You're not even...You..Oh forget it."
"Good," The former champ smiled coming forward to wrap his arms around the female only for a moment before letting her go. "I was starting to worry there."
The two walked on in silence coming up to the front of the house, but before the female could even think of turning the key currently in the key slot of her door the blonde wrapped his arms around from behind her grabbing her wrists.
"Wha-"
Once the pain had made it's self known to her back the brunette's mind let her come to the conclusion that she was being trapped.
After having been pushed roughly against the door she struggled, giving out a close to inaudible squeak. "What are you-"
"Right here," He mumbled leaning forward placing a light kiss on her lips.
Unusual.
"Right here?" She asked as she continued to struggle not exactly up to par with the situation.
If anything she was now terrified of what this man could do to her.
She had never been terrified of him before and if anything she..was never terrified of anything to begin with. She had the power..she always had the power.
"Right here," He replied wiggling his eyebrows.
There was a moment of something as the two stood there and she frowned, he tilted his head to the side and she frowned even more.
"Please let me go," The female simply asked the superstar as she went to slip under his arms, he threw his hands on either side of her head before roughly grabbing her hips.
"Where do you think you're going," He asked.
"You're talking about that," She stated as if her realization would be clear to anyone and everyone placing a hand on the guy's mouth just as it was ready to descend on her's once again. "I can not do that again. I will not be weak..I am not weak."
Stupid! She knew it sounded stupid. But hey! What was wrong with the truth in order to stall?
"You already are," The guy shrugged looking away for a second before turning to look at her again, as if it was no big deal degrading this women anymore than she had already been.
"I..um..I can't."
The big moment.
"You can't" He asked as if he couldn't even understand the two words or had never ever heard them in his whole entire life. "You can't?" He repeated.
"That's what I said," The brunette said quietly as she pushed herself off the door and completely into the guy.
"Your actions speak otherwise." He smirked
"I think you should leave." She stated backing down.
"Maybe I don't want to," He retaliated.
"Maybe you should."
The guy shook his head. "Nah..I think I'll stick around"
There was a monumental stare down before the female gave in and as if on que and dreading the worst the weather decided to remind her of earlier. Earlier when..
The rain had been running steadily all day but now it gave a sense of haste as it picked up speed, the dark clouds started to roll in.
This wasn't good. Earlier the sun could be seen.
Lightening flashed as they continued to stare and the thunder soon followed.
If that wasn't a sign of the worst the beautiful brunette didn't know what would be.
"Hunter," She whispered placing a hand upon the doorknob.
"Yeah?" He inched forward.
"Goodbye."
In a split second the door opened and in stumbled the brunette landing straight on her back, she kicked the door closed and lied there listening.
Listening to the sound of the pounding on her door, listening to the constant pitter patter of the raindrops, just listening.
If only it had happened that way...
The tension in the room was mounted on full uncomfortableness...
Or it would have been full uncomfortableness if that had actually been a word.
He stared across the room at her, she stared elsewhere.
She really didn't want to be here and that thought alone scared the heck out of her.
Since when did she never want to be here with him?
Try never.
Thunder rumbled outside after the room lit up from he lightning before.
He inched forward a little bit on the couch he sat on.
The female jerked.
It hadn't been the thunder...she knew that for sure. It was the movement scaring her half to death.
God! What was wrong with her?
"What is wrong with you," He asked. Just her thoughts exactly.
"I.." She didn't know. She knew what she wanted to ask, she knew what she wanted to say but why she was so jumpy? Hell, he probably could tell her himself.
"Come here," He said.
"Hunter..I don't really think-"
"Please," He muttered.
She hesitated turning her back on him to stare at the mantel piece above her fire place.
The first picture to come into eyesight was not the one she wanted to see.
There they were..
Wiping her clinging hair to the side of her face the brunette released a loud puff of breath jutting out her lower lip. "Come on please? Oh, please, please, please, please, pleasse?"
"I said no."
"But..This is the first if not only, time I've asked you this and you won't do it for me. Why? It'll be quick I promise. You look great."
"No."
Hopping off the car the slim beauty's eyes filled with unshed tears, her lower lip trembling. "But..you promised.."
"I.." The guy looked up and upon seeing his lover's face, cracked. "Baby-"
"You promised me," She whined. "It's just one picture Jericho. One stupid little picture!"
The one stupid picture she'd cling on, the one she'd always love.
"Come on now sweetie," Chris laughed as he walked forward shaking his head a little. "It's hardly anything to cry about."
A tear made it's way down one her cheeks and Chris sighed.
She opened her arms to him and he reached forward wrapping his arms around her back pulling her forward. "Come on baby," He whispered. "Don't cry. You know I didn't mean to hurt you," He said burying his face into her wet, stringy, yet surprisingly still, vanilla smelling hair.
Today she had went wild today and curled her hair in all kinds of spirals. She was usually very conservative when it came to hair styles and clothing but..It had been more puffy than usual which in truth was never, her hair always laid flat. He loved the change.
She said she had felt daring that day.
Car Racing and Roller Coasters she could do.
But that was only that day...the only day.
And that was the last one they experienced together.
"I know," She whispered flattening her palms onto his back, loosening her grip a little. "I..know."
Pulling back blue eyes met his and she pouted still.
"Darling please?"
Raising both her eyebrows the female couldn't help but laugh. "Darling?"
Chris shrugged. "Would you rather I call you something like my snuggle bear or sugar pie?"
Shaking her head the brunette continued to laugh.
"Ok then," Jericho replied. "I thought so."
Grabbing both sides of her face into his hands The Self Proclaimed 'Rock Star' guided the woman forward as his head bent opposite in which her feet were moving.
His lips met hers and she couldn't help but smile against his backing up a little, her lower back meeting the car.
Oh yeah! The car! What was it about the car again?
Hoisting her self onto it with a little bit of help never losing contact with his lips somehow she pulled him closer, as she lowered herself down to lay on the hood.
He leaned over in order to keep the said contact and she couldn't help but let out a triumph "Ha!", but of course it came out something like "Hauh!".
This was even better! Forget the side by side stuff, kissage was good!
Kissage she could live with forever.
Letting go of her grip around Chris' neck, the brunette raised one finger on one of her hands before lowering it once bringing it back up again.
Click.
Quickly pulling away from her and out of breath Chris looked into the face of the amused female and frowned.
"What the-"
"Got ya!" She yelled hopping off the car, running to get into it. "You fell for it hook, line and sinker. Silly boy!"
He growled as he said her name and she closed the passenger side door of the car, but not before getting into the car quickly.
Closing his eyes tightly Chris buried his head into his hands.
The woman smiled as she looked over to her right and out the window.
There stood Kurt out in the open camera in hand a smirk on his face.
Chris never did find out who had taken that picture of them two.
She had barely even registered anyone in the house let alone the presence behind her as she kept staring at the picture, her hand somehow making a journey of it's own, her finger traveling along the edges of the frame.
Chris.
Her Chris.
"Come with me," Hunter urged grabbing ahold of both the female's shoulders.
She jerked her hand away as if she had been burnt and took in a deep breath.
Back to the matter at hand...
Turning in 'The Game's' embrace the female studied her companion and he looked away his gaze traveling down her arms as did his hands before both reached her hands.
Pulling her away from the mantel piece Hunter turned around pulling her with him to walk up the stairs to the house.
The trip was to quick or according to him as slow as can be.
She had no time to think, no time to register what had happened downstairs when she had studied that picture.
No tears. She hadn't cried.
Hand met her hips and her eyes widened.
What the..
She looked down.
There sat Chris..No. She shook her head. Hunter...there sat Hunter looking at her.
And instead of love in the eyes she met there was impatience.
Of course. That was always. This wasn't Chris, this was Hunter. Why was she thinking about Chris now?
Easy. She always did.
The grip on her hips tightened and that's when she realized she had completely forgotten about her company again.
Looked away.
"Look at me." Hunter demanded.
She did just that.
"Tell me what I want to hear."
She shook her head and Hunter shrugged.
No bother. He didn't really care tonight. He'd make her say it some other time..right now he just wanted her.
She looked on in confusion as he laid back letting her go.
What? No fight tonight? None of the..the harsh words he always spewed? How about the roughness.
He watched her before he spoke up again. "Come here.."
And that's when she cracked.
Her tears falling like the rain outside.
She climbed her way onto him, her tears never stopping.
And he leaned up his lips roughly meeting hers as his hand tangled in her hair from behind...