It's 2011! Darn.
Ya know, I had all of this written out, and I FUCKIN' ERASED IT! Yeah, I'm still pissed off about that.
Clary
He saw her have sex with Raphael.
He kidnapped her.
He tied her up to a freakin' bed.
And now, he looked on the verge of his sanity.
"Clary..." her name sounded choked, yet tender, coming from his lips. "You have to understand...My feelings for you...I love you."
Blank.
Her vision went black, and she wondered if she'd passed out.
I love you...
She stared at him, in disbelief.
He was joking with her, she thought angrily. She was just a gullible little joke to him.
"Really?" She watched, with satisfaction as he flinched at her tone. "And this is...what? Your brilliant idea to swoop me off my feet?"
Clary felt pleased as she realized her words had stung. Hurt masked his features.
That hurt quickly twisted into anger, and he shook his head, chuckling lowly under his breath.
"You could've loved me," he growled. Yes, growled. He stalked over to where she lay, tied up for his mercy.
His look was predatory, and his chocolate brown eyes sparked with anger. "I would've held you..." his voice faded, his eyes distancing.
"I would've kissed you."
"Loved you."
"Taken care of you."
"But you had to be stubborn."
He untied her hands, but she was too afraid to fight her way out of his hold. She had a feeling she'd only get hurt if she tried.
His eyes looked up at her sadly, full of betrayal.
"You don't want to love me."
He pulled her to him, his hard body molding perfectly against hers.
"And now you will suffer."
Happy New Year's...Eve :/
Sorry this was so short...I just wanted to get it out as a little New Year present...
Review...They make me tingle and feel warm and fuzzy. Or maybe that's just the caffeine kicking in...