Just Friends

Falling into Place

"Chris, I am trying!" I snapped, obviously offended. "Yes, you've made progress, but don't try to act like you don't remember how it was before therapy! Don't try to act like you don't remember those nights neither of us slept because every time you closed your eyes you had flashbacks! Don't try to act like you don't remember you going into fits of rage over the smallest shit! And don't try to act like you don't remember the times I sat with you all night, watching you break shit, listening to you yell an rant, and holding you while you cried!" I yelled. "It was hard for you! We both know it was! But who never gave up on you!? Who never judged you!? AND WHO NEVER SAID YOU WEREN'T TRYING!?!"

"I guess you're right--" He started.

"Yeah, I am! Now give me back my fucking photo album!" I snatched it out of his hands.

I stood on my tip toes and pushed the photo album back into the corner on the top shelf. I kind of felt like I had overreacted, but he really made me mad. I continued to clean out the closet until I felt his arms go around my waist. I huffed and crossed my arms, waiting to hear what he had to say.

"I'm sorry." He lightly kissed my shoulder. "I didn't mean to piss you off."

I tried to shrug him off. "It's fine."

"No it's not." He objected. "I was wrong for accusing you of not trying and the things I said were out of line." He stated."Just please don't be mad at me." He pouted against my neck. "You know I hate it when you're mad... Especially at me."

"I'm not mad." I pulled my body away from him.

He sucked his teeth and pulled me back. "Yes you are. Stop lying to me."

I took a deep breath. "Chris stop playi--What are you doingggg?" I drug out the last word with a groan, feeling him turn me around.

I shook my head and tried to walk away, but he stopped me. I huffed and opened my mouth to go off on him, but I was cut off by his lips smashing into mine. I angrily grabbed fistfuls of his shirt, trying my best to shove him away. He backed me into a wall and continued to forcefully kiss me. Eventually, I gave up on trying to fight back and began trying to pull him even closer than he already was.

His lips broke away from mine and traveled down to my neck and a soft whimper left my lips.

"Everything all good now?" He mumbled lowly into my ear.

"Nope." I smirked as I looked up at him.

He chuckled and ran his tongue over his bottom lip, staring into my eyes. "Well, if you come with me to your bedroom, I'm pretty sure I can change that."

I laughed and shook my head. "I have to finish cleaning."

"Nah, fuck that." He objected.

He swiftly lifted me off my feet, making me shriek. I playfully protested as he carried me to my room. He tossed me onto the bed and I tried to crawl away, but he grabbed me and yanked me back.

"Where do you think you're going?" He asked lowly as he climbed on top of me.

"Well, nowhere now." I mumbled.