you're mine

Chapter 26

Emily's point of view

His hands are desperately wrapped around my body as he lays beside me in the tent. We sat in the car and ate gas station food whilst talking about what we would do with infinite money, infinite time, infinite lives and etc.

"I don't think that would happen, babe. You cant expect a tiger to not eat you." Luca says in the most sleepy tone I have heard him talk in.

"Yeah but I am a nice person, so the universe wouldn't let a tiger kill me." I argue.

"You are the nicest person there is. But the universe doesn't control our lives."

As soon as he speaks, I can tell there's a personal connection with this words and I realise he is right.

"you are right... if it did none of that would have happened to you."

"None of what?" I cant see his face but I can tell he is frowning.

"All of the bad things that happened to you." I explain to him.

"I have already told you, I deserved that." He says almost frustrated.

"No stop saying that." I sit up to look at him better. "You didn't deserve that, you were a kid. Think of younger you, when you got hit for the first time. What did you do to make it happen?"

"I... spilt a cup of water in my dads study."

"Think of how scared you were, how sad you were. That little boy who couldn't understand why his dad hated him... that's you. He didn't deserve that. You didn't deserve that." I shake my head. "And I won't let you believe you did deserve that. Because that little boy needs you to be stronger than that. He needs you to know there is nothing wrong with you. How you act, how you look or how you love." My hands rest against his arm.

"I have to believe I deserve it. Because if I don't, I don't have an answer for why it happened." Luca explains, his jaw clenching shut.

"It happened because your parents are bad people. You talk about it like it's no big deal. You tell me about the scars you have with a smile on your face. It has become so natural for you that you aren't effected by it."

"So what?" He pulls away from me.

"So you deserve better, Luca." I place a light kiss on his cheek then on his jaw.

His body tenses at my touch, a shiver going down his arms. My hand moves to the other side of his face as I deepen the kiss on his jaw.

"Stop." Luca pushes my hand away and gives me a cold stare. "I know what you're doing."

My head shakes in confusion. "Luca, what are you talking about? Isn't this what you want?"

"It is exactly what I want, Emilia. And you know that. Talking about my past, trying to tell me I am a good person when I have been told the opposite my whole life. You are trying to be close to me and give me what I want because you think you can trick me. You cant."

"Luca, I  don't know what you are talking about! God, this is so typical of you." I snicker and shake my head.

"I know you don't love me so stop acting like you do."

"Yeah, I don't love you. You're right, Luca. And I will never love you because you are impossible to love. As soon as I start getting closer to you, you throw it back in my face. I try to like you but you don't want to be liked because you are afraid if someone likes you or even loves you, they will treat you how your family treat you; and you can't blame me for that. I don't want to love you because it's a dangerous game. And I think your parents knew that."

Luca doesn't reply right away, he just stares at me.... shocked?

"You are free to go."

"What?" I ask because there was no way I heard that right. Our week isn't up yet, why would he let me go?

"I am letting you go. You can find your own way back." With that, he gets up and walks out of the tent. His body disappears from my view as he leaves me sitting alone.

What just happened?

I cant figure out why he done that, why he would just walk away and leave. It didn't make sense to me since I had said worse to him and he simply smiled at me and changed the subject or explained how I don't need to love him because he loves me enough for the both of us. I had told him I hated him but he never reacted like this. Even though I finally have freedom, I can't help but feel guilt. If he left it means I really upset him. Enough for him to leave the one thing he done all this for. The killing, running, hiding, kidnapping and even stalking. He done it all for me. He done it so I would be his.

My heart burns with regret as I hear the car engine starting. frantically, I jump up and run out of the tent.  Rain soaks my body and My bare feet touch the wet grass as I run to Luca's car. Just as he is about to pull away, I run in front of the car, making him instantly stop. Anger fills his features as he steps out of the car.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" Luca shouts over the loud crashing of rain around us. "I could have killed you!

"Maybe I am! Because I don't want you to leave." I cry.

"Stop it! Stop trying to manipulate me. I don't deserve this." His voice cracks as he holds back tears.

"Please Luca, I promise I am not manipulating you. I didn't mean what I said. But if you are going to leave anyway at least take your necklace." I take a few steps, coming closer to him.

"I don't want the necklace."

"It is all you have of your mom."  I frown.

"I don't want anything from that bitch! I gave you the necklace because my younger self wanted this. I hugged that thing every time  I needed her, Every time I wanted her to hug me and it never came! So I gave it to you because I thought you would be there for me, I thought could hug you when I needed it but I don't fucking need you."

My heart aches with each word he speaks. "Luca. I am here for you."

"No you aren't. You are fake to me, you don't care about me." He smiles with anger.

"I don't? Then why am I still here? I could have let you drive away but I didn't." I argue.

"You basically said I deserved it. You said my parents knew it was dangerous to love me."

"Because I was hurt, Luca. You don't trust me."

"I did trust you!" He shouts. "Until you got too close and acted strange and I saw you, the real you."

"Fine." I whisper, tears streaming down my face, though probably not too noticeable due to all the rain. "Leave. I don't care anymore." I cry loudly and turn to the tent.

What is wrong with me? This whole situation has messed up my mind. I don't care if it has made me comply insane, which it probably has. I don't care about anything anymore, I just want him. I never meant to hurt him. He trusted me and I ruined that. It has probably been years since he has truly trusted anyone.

My knees fall to the hard ground in the tent. What do I do from here? Do I stay in the middle of nowhere alone during a storm or do I try find some help. The last time I tried to get help, he tried to rape me, maybe that isn't the best idea. I sigh and lie down on the heap of blankets being used as a bed. Tears still rolling down my face.