AimlesslyGera: a lot of people feel that way. Lol
Ssmith724: I'm glad you do, it makes me happy to make you all happy. In most of the fanfic's her independence comes from her situations that she's thrown into in this one she's independent due to her upbringing and how she was raised. She does what she can to give people chances, case in point Diamond, till they hit the end of her tether and she's had enough. Thank you and hopefully you do.
DarkenedHrt101: your so sweet. I wanted to make her strong while still trying to be there and want to work on the relationship even if it is doomed she still tries but also doesn't let herself get consumed by his antics. Close but not an agent, you'll all find out soon enough. Her father while knows some also knows of how independent she is and figures that if anything were to go wrong she'd tell him so he worries but not full on worries.
CassieRaven: you say the very thing my sisters wanted to do to me for dating my ex. And it sucks but its true cause abuse doesn't necessary mean physical but emotional and mental abuse can happen to and she's getting it firsthand but she' seeing it now.
NikkiBC: I know the feeling, I do that with certain updated stories to. 😊 I guess I didn't disguise Mamoru's bit very well. Lol you may get your wish. 😉
phillynz: Nope not going to be easy at all.
jessielee14: there's more jam-packed stuff a coming. He does have a secret that will be coming out eventually. Diamond is losing his control over her so he acted out and for him that tends to happen slowly and gradually. No and yes, but I understand. Lol as for the vampire story I've actually been bouncing ideas off of a guy I'm hoping I can have as a boyfriend in a very serious relationship and your right we came up with two antagonists. 😊
TropicalRemix: she'll get it but he will definitely – you know what you can read it coming up.
Taino Delsan13: lmao…that is one hell of a saying. Lol no worries there wont be much more stroking coming. Prepare for your blood to boil over in this one. I would love to say the same abut my family with a new boyfriend but since my dad recently broke up with his ex he's on this 'need to create projects and do things to keep mine off her' phase. She really screwed him over so I'd honestly right now hate to show up with a boyfriend and show him off to someone who's only going to think internally 'lovely, she has a great guy and I have nothing'.
MoonMama89: oh yes there's definitely going to be lots of usa-mamo time coming up. I really didn't disguise mamo's role very well. Lol thanks.
Bubble Princess: probably about the same time other women in her position have…till they've had enough. She questions it cause she wants to give him a chance but believe me the pots done on this one. so to speak. And she does.
Krys7: oh yeah and here's comes her latest hint.
keotaka1: don't worry. 😉
13 reviews, sweet! Glad you all are liking this cause things are about to come to a blow here, please let me know what you think, read and review.
Obsessed and dangerous ch.6
Usagi POV
I had been thinking about Diamond's actions since I started to drive home. Trying to excuse it. Trying to explain it away but each time I did it got worse as I realized I shouldn't have to try so hard to excuse him. My friends still hadn't been able to locate him online and it bothered them they that couldn't pull up a history on him. At least nothing specific enough to find him that is so I was left in a weird middle ground of confusion.
I told myself to sleep on it for tonight and talk to him about it tomorrow after work. That's how much I was feeling the need to talk this out and get past it or if necessary cut him out. So when I got back to my place there was no life to be seen near his place. No lights on or anything. I figured he went to a bar or something so I promptly ignored it and went towards my door. I looked over and found Mamoru's truck gone and figured he was still out somewhere. Though I disliked to admit it I wished he was there.
I could have really used a guy's perspective and understanding for Diamond's actions but at the same time I did just meet him so I didn't think it would be fair to ask him things like that when he barely knew me let alone Diamond. So I went inside my place. I didn't think about the lesser effort it took to unlock the door until I turned the lights on and saw Diamond sitting on the bar stool at my counter.
I was pretty positive I had a tiny stroke at the sight of him in my place. My hands flew to my chest to stop the sudden fearful rapid pounding in my chest as I stuttered and jumped a bit. My keys suddenly felt like the only defensive weapons I had and were now aimed and ready for a fight. "Diamond!" I screeched. He was just sitting there casually as I caught my breath and wondered how the fuck he got inside.
I was beyond livid by this as he turned to look at me. His face angry as he glared. The drink in his hands now gone as he gulped it down. I wondered now if he was drunk, "So why didn't you come back with me?" he asked, trying to sound casual, but really he sounded like a caged animal ready to pounce if given the signal. "I…" I suddenly felt weary of being around him and wanted him out now.
"Why didn't you leave out with me?" he demanded more loudly this time. "Because I was there to visit my parents. You came in uninvited and even after my parents were gracious enough to let you into their home you still caused a scene and left abruptly." I explained, not letting him think he could get away with this. I was upset by his actions and him appearing here - "How did you get in here?" I asked. Not only curious but creeped out that he got into my place without a key or anything else.
What did he do pick the fucking lock? "Don't change the subject!" he threw the glass into the fridge causing it to break on impact. I jumped again involuntarily. "When I tell you to do something or even hint at it you OBEY!" he yelled at me. Now I was pissed, "Sorry, not the type to jump through hoops on command." I stated sarcastically. I was on edge now and pissed off at him for this. Him being in here without my permission was unacceptable and put me on edge more so than ever before.
"Are you yelling at me?" he demanded starting to stalk up to me. I held my ground angrily. "I will do whatever I want in my place!" I snapped back. He looked ready to raise his hand to me and that was enough. I had had it with him today, "I don't know if your drunk and that's why your giving me attitude or what but this is UNACCEPTABLE!" I yelled back. "How dare you order me about like I'm a damned dog!" for starters.
"How dare you act as you did around my parents!" I poked him in the chest on each point I made going forward. If he thought he was going to make me feel bad he had another thing coming. "I - " he started, "NO! YOU SHUT UP I'M TALKING NOW!" I screamed loud enough to make him back down a bit. Good. "How dare you be disrespectful to me in my own home AND…" I took a breath, "If anything you owe my parents an apology for being rude and ridiculous." I saw him gulp…good.
Be afraid of me. You need to for how this has turned, "I mean seriously what man can't be parted from his girlfriend for 30 fucking minutes and makes a stink about it in front of her parents no less?!" he seemed to visibly shrink back a bit. "Perhaps I overstepped my bounds…I just missed you…" he tried. I was trying to be reasonable but what was reasonable about this whole thing? "AND HOW THE FUCK did you get into my home?!" I demanded from him. Now he visibly gulped.
"You didn't shut your door fully. It may have looked closed but it wasn't. I only realized it when I knocked on it to visit you. I was a little tipsy when I came over to talk and didn't pay attention that you weren't back yet." He sounded like he was regretting his decision to be in here but I was still highly upset by this. I could have sworn up and down the spectrum that the door was fully locked and shut when I left earlier.
When he tried to pull me into his arms for a hug and kiss I felt the need to be far from him and rejected the hug. I pushed him away and saw the anger on his face from it but didn't care. "I need time to think…" I muttered. I knew I had to get him out and keep him out of my place now. It didn't feel right anymore. "Get out." I ordered him, not asked ordered. "Usa…" he tried now in a gentler voice, completely opposite from where he was previously at. Dr. Jekyl once more. I didn't care though. "I can't deal with you acting this way." I told him.
When he didn't immediately move I had it, "We need to talk about this." he tried to sound stern with me, like he was talking to an errant child and not dealing with a pissed off girlfriend, "No. you need to leave so get out." He wasn't budging. Did he not think I was serious? "I know your upset and - " I arched my brows in a 'duh, now leave!' motion but he didn't move so I shouted, "Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out! Get out!" I shouted till he finally left out of my apartment as I slammed and locked the door on him.
I put the chain up to prevent his re-entry if he used whatever method he used before to get in. I felt shaken and called my friends up. If I told my parents they freak and I couldn't have that. I could handle this myself. No answer so I left a voicemail for them to call me back when they could. So when a knock sounded at my door I feared it was Diamond and shouted, "Leave me alone Diamond!" only it wasn't him.
"Usagi?!" the voice was Mamoru. I opened the door to see him and let him in. "Are you okay I heard a LOT of shouting when I got back here?" his hands on my arms as he came in and closed the door. I wanted to tell him everything but I didn't know where to begin. "Sorry I just…" I didn't know why now I was starting to tear up a bit. "Its fine I'm right here." He soothed as he rubbed my arms gently.
Trying not to overstep any bounds. I grasped onto his arms as the one thing that bothered me the most flew from my mouth, "I always check the door…always…how did he…?" I put a hand to my mouth and went to sit on the couch. The argument we had catching up to me as everything began to sink in. "Can I get you a water?" he asked as I sat down, "Glasses are in the cupboard by the fridge." I muttered as he left to get me some water.
When he brought it back I gulped several sips down before putting it on the coffee table in front of me. "What happened? Your shaking a bit." He pulled the small throw cover from the couch and put it around my form. I hadn't even realized I was shaking. "Diamond and I had a fight…a bad one." I began, "Sorry I shouldn't be throwing this stuff at you." I tried to pull back only to find him saying, "Its fine please, whatever you're comfortable with." That's when I told him about the dinner with my family.
"Wow…" he stated, "Then when I came in tonight he was already in here." I had to admit that had scared me. "He has a key to your place?" Mamoru questioned. I looked at him dead in the face, "No." letting him know I was not only as shocked as he was now but that I didn't honestly believe his 'not fully shut' story. "He said I didn't fully shut it and only knew it wasn't cause he was tipsy when he came over." I explained.
Mamoru looked pissed… "I know I don't know him all that well nor you, but you have to know that something is wrong. That's not right and honestly I don't believe his story. Every time, at least with my door when I leave, there's a very noticeable clicking sound it makes." I then remembered when I did shut it that I thought I heard that sound when it locked but the sound of the wood to wood shutting over compensated it.
"I'm inclined NOT to believe it either but if it's not true then…" I looked at him with worry in my eyes, I couldn't hide it no more than I could have stopped myself from yelling at Diamond just moments ago. "How'd he get in?" my voice was lower now, fear etching into it even as Mamoru pulled me in for a hug. One of comfort and blossoming friendship. "Unfortunately there are ways if you know how to, to bypass locks. Is he a locksmith or something?" he asked me. I couldn't help it. I laughed.
Standing up I fell into a small rant, uncaring of how I appeared or sounded. Dropping the throw blanket to the ground as my fear and aggravation levels were higher than usual. It was as if things since the start were finally hitting me with Diamond and I was berating myself on how lax I had been with him. "I don't know." I swiped at the small tear that fell from my eye before he could see it. Before I could acknowledge its existence. I didn't want to acknowledge it because in the end I felt that I had deserved it for letting this happen.
"It's stupid and probably bad judgement on my part but I don't know what he does. I don't even know his last name. My friends can't find him online. He can somehow get into my place without me presence…" I indicated the door, "And somehow he knew where my parents lived. As much as I hate it, I'd rather him have followed me there than the possibility of something worse that he can do to find out things about me." I was pacing about back and forth as Mamoru listened to me quietly before I sat back down.
"Gomen…I shouldn't be laying this on you I just…I guess I'm trying to figure out if that was really more him being drunk or…" I didn't finish the sentence, "Or he's slipped up and you're seeing him for who he is." Mamoru voiced the words that deep down inside I wanted to voice but didn't know existed. I looked at him with acceptance in my eyes, "I didn't know what to call it…" I said softly.
"Something was off when we first met, especially with how we met but I wanted to give him the benefit of the doubt…now I wonder if that was a big mistake." I voiced my doubts of Diamond and mines' relationship. "How did you two meet?" he asked. I explained the first meeting and he seemed wishy washy on telling me his own opinion, "Please just say what's on your mind." I told him.
"I know some people have strange meetings more often than you'd think but in all honesty from what I've heard, and from what I just heard…" he thumbed in the direction of where Diamond's place was, "Cut him loose. Something isn't right and you obviously sense it. I know your trying to be nice and give him the benefit of the doubt because you like him but no man, no real true man should ever be like that with the woman he's in a relationship of any kind with." I nodded knowing the truth of it.
"My guess is its going to go one of two ways, one he'll realize he's being a complete dick, which he is, or secondly he could decide to take his uncheck aggression to the next level and I just don't want to see you any more emotionally hurt…or worse…" he left the last part unsaid as I accepted his words, "Arigato." I said, giving a half a smile. "I was already debating on cutting him out of my life…I think I just need some time to think. Weigh the pros and cons before telling him once and for all what will be happening." I told him.
"I think that's a good idea…" he surmised. "Let me guess you think I should just straight up dump him?" I voiced, wondering if he was holding back on what he wanted to really say, "It's not my place to say…I just want you to be careful." He went for the neutral safe way out of that one. I sighed, "What happened to the days of finding the right guy, going through that small dating window, realize you're in love and get swept off your feet?" I asked in a half serious half joking manner.
I sat back against the couch as I wrapped the throw back over me, shucked my shoes off and curled my feet under me. I figured it was out of instinctive reaction that he pulled me into his arms and remarked, "I miss those days to…trying to find the right girl when its either jumping from guy to guy for them or the ones that get knocked up to secure a guy are apparently the new trends." His words were truthful, yet sad as well.
"I only know that last part cause some girls have done that to friends of mine." He explained even though I hadn't asked, "When I moved here I was so focused on the move that when he came along I couldn't think about his actions to much. His behavior. Then…oh I don't know…he has me so confused yet something tells me deep down what I know what it is that I have to do…almost like I know the answer but I haven't acknowledged it to myself yet so the answer isn't there for me to see you know?" I muttered.
"Listen if it helps…whenever you decide to…" I glanced at him as he held me still, though loosely that way if I wanted to separate I could with ease, "I know a friend that's a professional lock smith. If you want, when you want he can take care of those locks for you." I smiled, "I thank you for that but I can't afford to buy new locks right now." my only real security right now since I didn't completely believe Diamond's story, was the metal chain that would stop him and give me a sense of peace.
"No worries…it'll be on the house." He smiled, letting me know I didn't have to worry about that. I couldn't help but smile at his trying to make me feel better. Placing my hand over his I remarked, "Arigato…if and when I decide to do that I'll let you know. I don't think Diamond will try something again so stupid…" I hoped not anyways. He bit his lip to prevent himself from saying something.
"Nani?" I asked, "Nothing." He regarded. "Tell me." I ordered gently. He seemed to take a moment and gauge if he should or not but sighed and relented, "It's just that if a guy is willing to do it once…" he didn't want to finish the sentence, "He'll do it again." I finished for him, "It's just that there is still a chance he could do it again…that's all. He probably won't though." He tried to make it sound less worse than what was being implied.
When I looked outside and saw the moon light shining through I sighed myself, "I think I've taken up enough of your time…" he looked back and saw the moon light himself, "Its nothing, in fact I still have some time if you'd like." I smiled at his want to be there for me, "You have no idea how thankful I am for your kind words and presence right now, maybe another night. I need to wash up anyways and prep up for work tomorrow." Letting him go that way he didn't think I was some simpering little girl.
"It's no problem in fact…" he pulled out his phone, "If you ever need me you can call or text me okay? Even if it's for random bullshit." I couldn't help but chuckle a little. I gave him my number as he texted me 'hey' with it back. "And if you ever want to just hang out I'm right next door." his smile was infectious. "I'm sure your girlfriend would love that." I stated jokingly to the any time to come over part.
He smiled, "Don't have one...last girlfriend decided that my former best friend was better suited for her." I was stunned by that, "Wow…that's…that…ouch. Sorry." He waived it off, "No biggie. It was over a year ago and it wasn't like we were together for very long, so it is what it is." He seemed like he was fine with it, so I didn't press on. "This move over here was just so I could be closer to work, so it was all good all around." I nodded in understanding and got up to escort him out.
He had been there for me in a time of need even when I didn't realize I'd need it. Besides I'm sure my friends were going to be calling me later on or texting me, so I really did have several things to take care of beforehand. "Thank you again for being here for me. I guess I needed it more than I thought I did." he gave me a friendly hug, "Any time. And hey, listen, if you need to I do have a spare room…just food for thought."
For a moment I wondered how HE had a spare room but knew that these apartments weren't all identical just similar so I let it go as he left out back to his place. I shot a look towards Diamond's apartment and saw no lights on. Probably sleeping off his hangover or something…I mused to myself. I hoped that was all it was. Hoping that he would be preparing an apology for his actions and wanted to make it up to me.
Diamond POV
I slammed the door to my place as I looked around for something to hit. To throw. To destroy. I gripped my hair and nearly tore it out in my absolute frustration. In fact, I knew I had actually tore some of the hairs from my head. The white strands were falling to the floor as I went over the weekend in my head. Well the last week really. Choosing her job over me. choosing her friends over me…choosing her family over me.
Just like the others…that other part of my brain whispered. The obsessive part. The one that wanted no needed absolute control over every matter. I went into my room and saw my little wall of love. I looked at it this past week as I decorated and created it. Pictures of her when she came home. Of her asleep in bed next to me. Of her with her parents when we were together over there. So many fond images of her.
I looked down and saw the few things of hers that I had managed to procure from her place before we fought. A lock of her hair that she didn't know I snipped from the last time we slept together. Her wet panties from our first night having sex. I had snuck them away from her once she changed to new ones. Then on a piece of paper I had spritz her perfume that she wore on our dates together.
It was barely there now but it was all I had till I could get her to not be upset with me. I knew I had crossed that line when I showed up at her place. It's not like I had a key, but we needed to talk, and I entered using my old tricks without even thinking about it. It didn't help that I had been drinking a bit to. She was definitely scared when she came in but then her temper flew through the roof and I had to bit back on a few choice words so that I could work on getting back into her good graces.
I had showed up to her parent's place after I followed her there. While I had already located them beforehand I didn't really care about where they lived but when she didn't come out after a few hours I got bored and decided to go in and be the loving boyfriend. Plus, I really wanted to talk with her about us. I didn't care about some stupid pizzas I just wanted to have her with me and let my anger get the better of me. The look her parents gave me was similar to those questioning me as a person.
I hated it. Then when she wouldn't leave with me and then insisted that I had to apologize to them! I didn't care. They weren't my concern and she didn't seem to get that. I looked towards the bed and looked at the new cuffs I bought. Set at each end of the four-poster bed. It was a new tactic I was trying out. I was trying to do this without having to kill anyone else. I didn't want to have to but I didn't like, no, I couldn't stand being kept away from what I really wanted. What I needed…and that was now her.
She was in my gut. My heart. My head…she would do as I asked or she would know…she would know…just like the last one. I shook my head trying to rid myself of the negative feelings I was having once more. I just needed to get her to talk to me. Explain myself and NOT scare her off again. I touched one of the picturesque images of her. Caressed the smooth texture, imagining it was her.
I had to wait it out first. I hated to do it, but I had to. She was upset and wouldn't be focused on trying to make this better. I would give her the week. Let her think I had thought over my actions and felt remorse for them. Get her to let her guard down…wait till she was…vulnerable. Then when that moment came…I looked at the bed…imagining all the wicked things I could do to her body…making her mine…forever.
As much as I wasn't a fan of dealing with noisy kids I would plant one in her if that's what it took to keep her tied to me. She'd never be rid of me after that. I'd be in her mind. Her gut. And eventually be the only thing in her heart. I couldn't help the tiny half cracked smile I had. After all there's a reason why they call it 'Stockholm syndrome'. I planned to use it to my fullest advantage this time.
No more pussy footing around like I had done before. no coming close to getting caught either like last time. "Your mine…Usa…" I murmured as I looked at the images and unbuttoned my pants before grabbing her panties and wrapped the fabric around my hardening shaft. I would have her again. And again. And again…till all she knew was me. "And no one will be able to stop me." by the time anyone had a clue she'd be gone, and no one would know how close she really would be from everyone to. I had plans to make.
Usagi POV
I had gotten through the rest of the week without a peep really from Diamond. It had been shockingly peaceful. It wasn't till Saturday he sent out a text that read 'gomen…for everything…' well it was a start I guess. I replied back 'it's going to take a little bit more than a 'gomen' to let u back in fully'. I wanted him to know he was on thin ice and it was beginning to crack under his feet….metaphorically speaking.
He sent back a reply stating he understood and nothing more was heard for the rest of the day. I was glad in all honesty. I had even begun talking more with Mamoru as a good friend. He really was there for me and I truly felt like I had a good friend within him. There was still a level of attraction there but it was getting buried under the need to make a friendship form fully and to see if my relationship with Diamond was salvageable.
He still texted me and made me laugh when I had a few slow work days. Mamoru that is. I found myself appreciating how comfortable he was making me feel. It really did feel like I had somehow I could talk to about things with. He even came over for a movie night. A comedy he picked to keep the mood light and sweet for me. You'd think I was actually going through a break up with how extra nice he was being and when I called him out on it he laughed and merely said 'this is just how I roll'.
I had a good friend in him and he in me. I just kept the friendship away from Diamond lest he get jealous and I didn't want to get into an argument over such things. It was bad enough he was being obvious of his jealousy of choosing my parents over him I didn't want him to be jealous over this as well. Plus, it was like I said before to Mamoru, I kind of knew what I should do with Diamond but I wasn't ready to make that step yet. I wasn't ready to acknowledge it though my parents were ready and made it known.
That had been a long conversation when I hung out on Sunday. Well more like a long lecture on his obvious dependency issues that had no place in a healthy, stable relationship. I admired my parents relationship, fresh out of college they married and well yeah. I wanted that for myself and I asked myself the question they asked me 'Do I see a future with Diamond?'. Then just like now as I sat at my work desk I didn't yet I did have an answer.
It wasn't till lunch time approached that I received a text from Diamond 'I have 2 tickets to a new club in Okinawa tonight, please come w/me'. He asked. I decided this would be the final and last chance no matter what. If he couldn't be a civil good boyfriend then I was done with him and he was just going to have to deal with it. I accepted the invite for this evening and stated I would be ready at my place by seven since I didn't have anything late planned afterwards. I figured even if it was a work night we did need to talk.
Though I will admit something felt different about tonight. I didn't want to put too much stock into what might or might not happen. Work went by relatively easy so when I left out it wasn't ridiculously late and I had time to get changed into something for a night club. Throwing on a bandage looking top that still covered everything and wouldn't make me look like a street walker, and a pair of hip hugging jeans, a little sex appeal while not giving the impression of 'here to fuck'.
That paired with some peep toed boots and I looked good and ready to roll out when and if needed. I grabbed a jacket since the evenings were starting to get a tinge bit cooler. Diamond met me outside my place as he acted a remorseful gentleman. I looked over to see Mamoru peeking through his curtains and giving his own nod. The look in his eyes stating 'I'm here for you if you need me'. It felt reassuring as we left.
I avoided looking for too long so that Diamond wouldn't act out. We took Diamond's care to the night club. Parking was easy since it was a Monday and there were hardly any patrons in there. I honestly felt glad and relaxed as over-crowded areas weren't a huge thing for me. I wasn't a fan of getting bumped around a lot. When we found a table Diamond signaled for the waitress to bring us some drinks.
"No drinking alcohol for me tonight, I have work in the morning." I told him, "Nonsense, that's easily over 12 hours away. You can handle a drink or two." He brushed off my words as he ordered me a sex on the beach and himself a vodka. While my drink was a lighter one I wasn't a fan of his being pushy. Deciding to ignore it I saw that they did have a food menu up there and saw fries on it.
I knew that certain foods were great for absorbing alcohol so I signaled for the waitress, "Hai, can I get an order of fries to?" she took the order as Diamond looked at me, "I'm a little hungry you mind?" I asked. "Nope." Though he looked like he did. "Listen Usagi…" the fries came as the waitress gave us the drinks to. I started to eat the fries as I drank to kill off any buzz I might get from it.
The crowds were starting to come in as it was getting later on. Still not a lot of people but enough to get more onto the dance floor they had. There were a few tables but far more dance space. "I'm really sorry for how I acted at your parents." Here we go. I began to eat to give him time to talk, "I think I misjudged what bounds to cross and let my own personal goals of just wanting to talk to you get in the way. I'm really good with parents." He expressed. He did look regretful of his actions that evening.
"I just…I've never liked or wanted to be with someone as much as I do with you." I was still uneasy about things especially considering our fights. "It's why I get a little 'extra' sometimes with you." He looked a tad nervous now as he grasped my non-eating hand. "I don't want to lose you…ever…" I looked up at him with that last word spoken. There was something in his eyes that was…dark…and not hot mysterious dark either.
"I would love to make it up to you so how about I start with a dance?" he asked just as the waitress came up. "Sorry sir there was a problem with your card." She looked professional but nervous to. I figured it was from not wanting to have to tell a customer that. Diamond looked ticked but stood up and said, "I'll handle this. Be right back. Meet you on the dance floor?" he suggested. I smiled as he left.
I was half way through my fries and barely felt anything from the drink so I instead got up and began to hit the dance floor. I found that to my right was a group of guys fresh off work and while some looked already sloshed from a long Monday the rest weren't. Though some I could tell were already on the dance floor. I wasn't much for dancing alone but as the song was up-beat I figured to try to let lose a little.
Dancing in the pep toe heels I was in I still danced decently well. In my error however I backed up a foot to many into one of the guys from the table out on the floor. I gasped as his drink, whatever it was, splashed mostly on my back and down into my jeans. He was so drunk though that he didn't even notice. Red in the face and eyes glazed over I don't think he even knew that he was on the dance floor.
He was just laughing and I don't even think at me. He was that drunk. "Hi!" he yelled at me, smile on his face as he slurred his words together, saliva in the corners of his mouth from how drunk he already was. He was sloshed and as I looked back behind him at his friends I saw the yager on the table and how half was already gone. It was pretty easy to figure out it was mostly in the friend in front of me. "You two are pretty." He slurred. Two? That's when it hit me his vision was even doubling on him.
"Yeah definitely blind, leg-less stinking drunk." I decided to take pity on him and take him back to his table where his friends were that way he wouldn't accidentally piss off the wrong person on the dance floor. Looping his arm around my shoulder I pulled and dragged his body back over to them. He stumbled several times and almost knocked me over with how badly drunk he was, "What did you do drink before AND after you got here?" I muttered. Not that he or anyone could hear me. The music was that loud.
Diamond POV
I got our drinks for the evening as I planned to make things up to her before convincing her that I wanted to move forward by having her move in with me. What better way to get her back than to tie her to me for good. I looked to the dance floor as I set our drinks down only to see her wrapped up in the arms of another man. He was leaning heavily against her as she walked with him to a table.
I was outraged. This guy had the nerve to try and steel my girlfriend. I wasn't having it. I knew my anger was out of control but I didn't care. The alcohol was fueling my body as I made my way towards them. They even seemed to now be talking to his friends. She looked annoyed by it but plastered on a fake smile. But he wasn't letting go of her. It irritated me to no end causing me to see red on site.
Once I got up there I pulled the guy from her and slammed my fist into his face repeatedly. I ignored the onlookers who gave us space as I repeatedly punched him in the face. I could feel his blood begin to coat my hand as I grabbed onto his shirt and continued to punch. It wasn't till Usagi screamed at me and pulled me forcibly away along with two of his friends that the red haze finally dissipated some. I looked over to her and saw the anger and fear in her eyes at my actions towards him.
Usagi POV
I had never seen such a scene happen before in front of my eyes. One minute I was ready to leave the drunkard with his friends the next moment I almost fell over as Diamond came up behind us out of nowhere and began to hammer the drunkard with his fist. The drunk's friends were so stunned, as I was, that no one did anything for the first several punches before we sprang into action.
It took three of us to pull Diamond off of him. The alcohol he had consumed seemed to give him super strength as he tried to continue to beat down the drunk guy. In truth the drunkard literally was knockout after the FIRST punch. As soon as he hit the floor he was out like a light. It was Diamond that turned him over to lay more unnecessary punches on him that made us all shocked by the brutal violence of his actions.
Once Diamond stopped the drunk guy was being helped up by two friends and the other three acted as a necessary barricade to protect them. When Diamond turned on me I couldn't help but fear him. This was my last clue I needed to get away and keep him far away as I could. I backed away and held my hands up like 'I'm out, I'm done'. "Goodbye Diamond." I said as I backed away preparing the leave.
The guys behind him even saw that I was bailing on the jackass that hurt their friend and turned their only anger towards him. I figured they would keep him distracted so I turned and fled. I was done with him. Attacking a man for no good reason and continuing to attack him when it was clear the man was passed out was over the top and made me itching to leave and NEVER be with Diamond again.
I was ten feet from the door when he caught up to me. Grabbing my arm in a near bruising grip in the process. Several onlookers were ready to intervene if necessary but I held my ground. I didn't want to show any more fear than I already had. "Where the hell are you going?" he demanded, not letting up on his grip. "I thought women liked to see idiots that hit on them getting beat up by their boyfriend?" he pulled me in closer to him. I looked at him and finally saw that measure of what I had seen before but hadn't known how to identify.
His mind at the tipping point into psychosis. I wrenched my arm as harshly as I could from his grip to break free and slammed back with my words, "In case you DIDN'T happen to notice that man was too drunk to recognize anything let alone DEFEND himself from a punch in the face. He was way beyond drunk and you ruthlessly attacked him for no reason! You acted out in a blind rage for NOTHING!" my snapping words were fueled by my anger and from what I saw, "Seriously who does that?" I demanded.
I began to walk away again, just wanting to go home now and forget this happened and block his ass from my life for good. I made the mistake of turning my back on him as he grabbed my arm in a stronger hold this time and hauled me up towards him, "I do! And considering how much embarrassment I've faced tonight for YOU I think a little reward is necessary." His toothy grin had the undesired effect of making me nauseous.
I had to hold my stomach contents down as I pulled away again. I couldn't believe I had, well now definitely HAD, such a possessive, controlling dick for a boyfriend. I didn't want his hands ever on me again now, "Let go." I ordered in low threatening tones. Trying to evade him smoothly without further malice. I wanted to go home, lock everything and hide in my bed. It was a bit childish I knew but it's how I felt right now.
"In fact…" he tightened his grip and twisted it to prevent me from escaping with the ease I did last time. Pulling me up to face him I saw the rage, the anger and the way he viewed me now…I was a possession to him. "From now I don't even want you LOOKING at another man." I looked at him like he was crazy and I was beginning to honestly believe he was, "I think its best you come live with me now to. Keep an eye…" my heart raced with fear and panic to flee. My flight or fight response kicked in.
I wanted to fight him off and flee as fast as I could away from him. I couldn't believe at this point that I let him even touch me and now wondered several things about him that I had previously forced myself to let go of just to give him a chance…that benefit of the doubt. I let my anger give me strength to speak for me as I myself felt wound up and afraid of what he might do further.
I swung my arm around and wrenched it out of his grasp harder than before as I then kicked him in the skin and slammed my elbow into his shocked and pained face. He went down to the floor as I said, "Listen up cause I'm only saying this once. You ever, EVER come near me and mine again, you ever try to talk with me again even to apologize and I'll call the cops and report you. Stay away from me."
The only time I ever saw fear come close to entering his eyes was when I threatened him with the cops. "This isn't over…" he tried, "Its way beyond over now. And you only have yourself to thank for it. Now fuck off." I left the dance floor and the building, flagging down the nearest taxi to go home. As I looked back, making sure to keep an eye on my six as my father taught me years ago.
I noticed, thankfully, that the rest of the patrons there provided a decent amount of time for me to get away as they blocked him temporarily from getting to me when I finally hauled a taxi and got into it. If I could have I would have bought them all a drink for that, as it was I held back my tears from the encounter and tried to shake off the tingly panic feeling that was trying to take over me. I felt foolish for letting it get this far but at least it was over now. I looked up towards the night sky and saw the moon hanging there…at least I hoped so.