Chapter 2

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Selena Pov

"Missed me Angel?"

I gasped dropping the milk to the ground, spilling it everywhere at my feet

Was I dreaming? It couldn't be him, it couldn't be the person that ruined me, he couldn't be back to break me completely now that I managed to fix myself somehow

But the voice belonging to the body right behind me surely was his. I was still hoping it was just a dream, or even better.. a nightmare

I wanted to run, run far away from him, acting like this moment never happened, I didn't want to see his face, I wanted to pretend like he didn't exist anymore

I struggled to get out of his tight grip, I didn't want him to touch me, I felt my skin burn, I felt too many emotions all at once, it was too much, the pain I had because of him, the memories, the time it took me to heal, the distance between us... and the love I had for him... all too fucking much

I opened my mouth, not really sure what I wanted to say, what I wanted to tell him or if I just wanted to scream

"Shhh shh" His hot breath hit my ear making me shiver "We don't want to get some unwanted attention"

"W-what do you want" I managed to say stuttering a little bit

"Are you scared of me?" His dark deep chuckle echoed again in the dark silent alley, it wasn't his usual laugh, I could spot something different -more sinister, in his tone and I didn't like it at all

Was I scared of him? Scared of him hurting me? No, I don't think he would be capable of hurting me, not pshycally at least, he couldn't hurt me more than he already done, so..no, I wasn't scared of him, I was scared of me.

What if I let him try to ruin the life I built back day by day? Or Let him shatter my heart once again? I wouldn't and couldn't let that happen

"I'm not scared of anything or anyone" I said with a decisive tone

Nothing could scare me more than losing the person I loved the most. If I got through that I could go through anything

"That's my girl" He whispered as he caressed the profile of my neck with his knuckles

I could feel goosebumps rising everywhere he was touching, like my body was recognizing it, being familiar with it, craving it once again

"I'm not your girl" I looked right in front of me, if only he could see the look of hatred I had right now..

"Don't be silly, you always were and you always will be my girl"

"Stop. Touching. Me" I made sure he heard how serious I was "I will ask it one more time, what do you want?"

"Came to take back what's mine" The seriousness in his voice threatened me

My body was dying at his words, it waited for this moment for over a year, the moment he would come back to me, the moment to finally live my life with him

"You're a year too late" I raised my elbow high enough to bring it back and hit him on his stomach making myself free of his grip "Stay the fuck away from me or I'm calling the police" I said not looking back at him, looking at him would bring back everything I wanted to forget

He was just a memory, he belonged in the past there was no space for him in this present nor in my future

I squeezed my eyes shut knowing this time I was the one saying goodbye, if he was smart enough he would stay away and I wouldn't have to see him ever again, with all the crimes he committed he would be sentenced a lifetime in jail.

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