The Death Of Me| (TEMPORARILY ON HOLD)

CHAPTER 48- DEADLY MIXTURE

Isaiyah Hunter
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"Please tell me that you got hurt for a completely different reason than what I'm thinking" I see him stay silent and as still as possible. My fists clenches at my side as I stalk up towards him.

"Open your fucking mouth and tell me where the fuck those cuts are from Nikolai" I'm standing right in front his face as I scream at him. He couldn't have done what I'm thinking about. How could I think that he would let the topic of my ex just die like that.

I grab his collar into my hands as I pull his face closer to mine.

"Please just tell me where the fuck you got those cuts from" let this be something else. Please god tell me you gave him the brains to not approach my ex.

"I met with Christofer" my blood freezes as I let go of his collar and take a step back from him.

"Why the fuck did you do that?" My voice is dangerously low, just enough for him to hear my anger.

"What the fuck do you mean by why I did that. Isaiyah he fucking messed up you're life, he used you, made you hate yourself and what the hell did you do? You let him go, you let him live his life. All the while he was living his life, you're living a life filled with fear and terror." I can't hear him anymore, my hands push at his chest. My punches land straight at his chest, hitting him.

" you do not get to do that. What the hell did I ask you Nikolai, the one thing I asked was to keep him away from me. You did the complete opposite of that, you went and met him. You went and fought with him" I've never gone this mad at him. It just the fact that he went and met with Christofer  after I told him I don't ever want to meet him.

"Why would you do that Nikolai. Give me one fucking reason for why you went and meddled into something that isn't even your issue" my fingers pull his collar once again. Bringing his face down to my height.

"Cause I fucking love you" and just like that I loose all my senses . My hands let go of him and rests at my heart, which is pounding by the second. I take a step back to look at him, he isn't lying. His eyes reflect the truth in his confession.

I open my mouth but not a single word makes it's way out.

"You've become my fucking addiction and god help me I do not ever want to get cured." I can't breath anymore, I feel at short of words. What is he doing to me.

"My heart physically aches at the thought of loosing you. There is not a single day where I have slept without your thoughts in my head or woken up to anything but your thoughts. You've etched yourself so deep into my skin, that there is no way of getting yourself out. If there is then that is death." He slowly walks back to me, he is looking at me. Probably searching for some kind of reaction, I don't know what he can read on my face anymore.

"So yes Isaiyah, I fucking love you and trust me that bastard deserves worse than what he got today. I didn't want to spare his life but he deserves to die at your hands, I'll make sure he dies at your hands. You don't have to say it back bu-" without even thinking I walk upto him , grab him by the hair and pull him down. I swallow his words by placing my lips against his, kissing him like my life depends.

It takes him a second as his hands go around and pulls me towards his body, eating up even the tiniest space that separates us. His one hand goes to fist my hair and tugs my head back. My back arches as I groan and deepen the kiss. My fingers pull at his hair as he bites on my lower lip and lets me go.