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Chapter 10: Breaking Point

Two hours later, after Rashida and her mother had apologized for arguing, Blaise apparated them back to Rashida's flat, where Rashida wasted no time rounding on Blaise.

"What the hell was you thinking?!" yelled Rashida, tossing a jinx at Blaise, which he quickly shielded away. "How could you spring that on me like that?!"

"Me spring shit on you?! Why did you lie to me?" shouted Blaise right back to her.

"Lie to you?"

"You didn't tell me the motherfucker cheated on you, Rashida!"

Rashida's jaw dropped. "Oh, nice. So my mother told you about that bullshit kiss?!"

"Bullshit kiss? Sounded like it was more than that, according to your mom. No telling what else that bastard did!"

"You would know all about cheating now, wouldn't you Zabini?"

"Oh fuck me, are you really going there? Well need I remind you that I didn't fuck Astoria! I barely kissed her, and you sure as fuck didn't take me back withing a fucking week, but you take that fucking tool back with no problem?!" yelled Blaise, throwing his arms up.

"We were in fucking school! Times have fucking changed!"

"No, you fucking changed, that's all!"

"Maybe I have, Blaise! Matter of fact, yes I have changed. I'm not 18 anymore! I'm not the girl you were in love with in Hogwarts!'

"You're fucking right about that!" said Blaise, tossing his wand furiously onto Rashida's couch. "You would have never fucking stood for that shit! You would have never taken him back if you were the same smart fucking girl you were back then!"

Rashida eyed him viciously. "Are you saying I'm stupid?" she spat.

"I'm saying you're being stupid." said Blaise, crossing his arms, not giving a damn about the exasperated expression on Rashida's face. "You were so quick to fucking dismiss me, even after I embarrassed myself and proposed to you, but you take this asshole back because he said some pretty fucking words to you and gave you some empty promises and then presented you with that ugly ass fucking ring and you actually say yes?! That was fucking stupid! He doesn't even treat you like a fucking fiance! Everybody is saying it!"

"Well how about everybody including you can kiss my ass right about now!" yelled Rashida, stomping her foot.

"Oh really? So that means your parents too right? Because they feel the exact same way!"

"Fuck off, Zabini!"

"Why, Rashida? Why did you take him back?"

"That's none of your fucking business!"

Blaise grabbed Rashida by her shoulders and looked directly into her eyes. "WHY MOSI?!"

"TO GET FUCKING RID OF YOU!" yelled Rashida, tears streaming down her face.

Blaise let go of her shoulders and backed back a couple steps.

"IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT TO FUCKING HEAR, ZABINI?!" continued Rashida. "I HAVE TO BE RID OF YOU! I COULDN'T HAVE YOU ON MY MIND ANYMORE! I CAN'T DO THIS WITH YOU! I HAVE TO MOVE ON FROM YOU! YOU HURT ME THE MOMENT THAT YOU DIDN'T GET YOUR FUCKING WAY, AND YOU CONTINUED TO HURT ME AFTERWARDS BY ACTING LIKE MY WORLD REVOLVED AROUND YOU AND TALKING TO ME AS IF I WAS ONE OF YOUR WHORES BACK AT HOGWARTS! DO YOU KNOW WHAT I WENT THROUGH AFTER THAT LAST LETTER?! I WAS DISTRAUGHT! I DIDN'T TALK TO ANYONE UNLESS I FUCKING HAD TO! I DIDN'T GO OUT UNLESS IT WAS FOR WORK! YOU WEREN'T EVEN IN FUCKING ENGLAND AND YOU WERE DESTROYING ME! AND THEN DEAN CAME ALONG, AND HE WAS GOOD TO ME, AND YES HE DID FUCKING MAKE OUT WITH PARVATI PATIL, BUT UNLIKE YOU, HE WASN'T AN ASSHOLE, AND HE TRIED HIS HARDEST TO MAKE THINGS RIGHT AND THEN HE PROPOSED AND I...I..."

"Thought that if you went with it, you would forget about me..." said Blaise in a calm voice.

Rashida panted softly and nodded, out of breath from her rant.

"And now?" asked Blaise.

"You've come back and opened up a wound that was almost healed and now I don't know what to do." said Rashida softly, tears steady falling from her eyes.

"You can't marry him." said Blaise.

"And why not? Because I apparently still have feelings for you? Feelings that would had went away had you not came here and started trying to get me back?"

"That, and because you don't really want to marry him." said Blaise, trying not to blow up again. "You don't want to marry him, Shida. Hell, even if you did, you don't need to. He doesn't fucking deserve you. And I'm not just saying that because I want you. Because, I don't deserve you either."

Rashida felt like her heart was going to fall or of her body. "You...what?"

"I don't deserve you either." said Blaise, being a hundred percent sincere. "What kind of fucking man am I? I came here to try to fuck up an engagement for my own personal gain because I felt I had every right to do it. You were mine before, you would be mine again right? But you're not something to be owned, and you never were. And I should have remembered that. I'm sorry."

"Blaise..." whispered Rashida, reaching out and touching his arm.

"I really am sorry, Rashida. I shouldn't have been so fucking selfish. And I'm sorry that-"

His words were cut off by Rashida's lips connecting with his. It was quick, almost innocent, and in seconds, it was done. Rashida stood back and looked as Blaise as if she was feeling the pain that he was feeling at that moment.

And then, their emotions exploded.

Blaise pulled Rashida back to him and crushed his lips to hers. It was like the old fire they used to have had ignited again and Rashida found herself looping her arms around Blaise's neck as he latched onto her waist.

Soon, Rashida's back had hit the wall as Blaise's instincts took over. He moved his wild kisses down to her neck, devouring her soft skin while Rashida raked her nails against Blaise's scalp. Blaise enjoyed the sting and returned it by biting Rashida's neck, causing her to moan.

"Fuck I miss making you do that." growled Blaise into her neck. Rashida smirked as she lifted Blaise's head and crushed her lips back into his. He picked her up and Rashida latched her legs around Blaise's waist as he cupped his hands under her bum. They stayed attached to each other as Blaise blindly guided them to Rashida's couch, where he laid her down and snatched off his shirt, not even giving a care about the buttons that had popped off and hit the floor, sounding almost like tiny bombs going off.

Rashida quickly rid herself of her shirt as well, and started to run her fingers against Blaise's chest. She couldn't help but shiver at the feeling of his skin under her fingertips.

Blaise took hold of Rashida's hands and lifted them over her head. He ran his hands down her arm and her sides, taking in every goose bump, every curve, every smooth spot that he had missed and longed to have access to ever since the day he had seen her at Malfoy Manor. He brought his lips back down to hers, their kisses more gentle and softer this time. Less desperate. They had gotten their desperation for each other out the way. Now, all they both wanted to do was enjoy every tender moment of each other, every taste, every tender touch, every emotion that was coursing through their veins.

Blaise ran his hand down Rashida's torso until his fingers met the top of her jeans. In seconds, he had unbuttoned and unzipped them, and his hand was slowly making it's way into her knickers.

Suddenly, there was a loud pop. Snapped out of their ecstasy, they both looked over to see a surprisingly calm looking Dean standing in the middle of Rashida's sitting room, staring at them as if they were a Quidditch match in progress.

"Well, well, what's this then?"