His Kitten

Chapter 17

I look over at him in shock. I don't know if I should be sad that he yelled at me, angry that he called me a slut, or happy because he said he fell for me. So I just sit there starring at him as he drives clenching the steering wheel a lot harder then he should be.

"Wow" Chloe says shocked by what just happened. Tristan and I both look back at her. He quickly turns back looking at the road. "Just shut up Chloe." He says and she laughs. "Don't tell her to shut up." I quickly blurt our. He looks over at me. "What did you just say." "N...Nothing" He glares at me. "I said not to tell her to shut up." I whisper as I look at my lap. "You don't tell me what to do. You're not my boss I can do whatever I want." He speaks load basically screaming.

I look out the window. "Right you're the boss you don't listen to anyone." I mumble as I try and hold back the tears. Though I fail cause they roll down my cheeks landing on my lap. I look down and start to trace my tattoo. Trying to calm down and stop crying. After a few minutes or so Tristan speaks. "Look I'm sorry I didn't mean to freak out." I shrug my shoulders. "It's fine." I say hoping he doesn't realize I'm crying.

He puts his hand on my thigh and I flinch away. "Kitten" I ignore him and continue tracing my tattoo. "Hey look at me." He grabs my chin and forces me to look at him. "I'm sorry Kitten I didn't mean to yell and freak out. I'm just a little on edge right now and I know that isn't a excuse to yell at you. I'll make it up to you ok." "It doesn't involve sex or anything like that because I'm way to sore to do anything." He chuckles "It doesn't involve sex or anything like that."

I shrug and move out of his grip. "Ok" I mumble before going back to tracing my tattoo and I start crying a little harder I don't know if it's because I'm still upsetnthat he yelled at me or because he called me a slut like the rest of the chicks. All I know is I'm crying a little harder and I'm trying so hard not to start sobbing.

I look out to window watching the palm trees and beaches fly by. "Bella" "what" I say in a soft voice basically a whisper. "Are you ok?" I nod "I'm fine why wouldn't I be." "Because you're my sensitive Kitten. Who I yelled at, said some things I didn't mean to, and called a bad name." I shake my head "no I'm fine" I say though in the middle of me saying fine my voice breaks a little.

Tristan looks over at me and pulls over. "Chloe go get food or something." "Anything I want." She says excited. "Yes just get something for us too ok." "Ok I'll be back soon." She hops out of the car and runs inside. Tristan get out of the car and walks over to the passenger door where I am. I look down and start tracing my tattoo. He opens the door. "Kitten look at me." He says in a soft voice and I glance up at him. I look back down at my lap hoping he didn't see my tears.

He sighs unbuckles me and turns me so my feet are dangling out of the car. "Kitten look at me." I continue looking at my lap. "Please" He says in that cute soft voice he's been using. I slowly look up at him. He sees the tears and I can see the guilt in his eyes. I lean forward I hide my face in his chest. He wraps his arms around me. "I'm so sorry kitten. I didn't mean to scream i just got mad especially when you talked about Mia."
I nod "I know." "Then why are you still crying?" "Because you called me a slut." I say as I sob and I start crying even harder.

He pulls me closer to him. "Kitten I didn't mean it. You're far from one. I was just mad and you know when you're mad you say stuff you don't mean." He gently combs through my hair and he kisses the top of my head. "Princess you're not one ok I didn't mean it I just..." he sighs "I can't even make an excuse why I called you it because I shouldn't have,but I'm sorry I'm so sorry kitten." He says before kissing my head multiple times. "I'm sorry for everything." He says in his soft voice. I look up at him. His eyes are full of guilt and he does look sorry.

I put my forehead against his and gently kiss him. "I..I'm sorry for talking a..about Mia..a..and fighting with you."
He shakes his head. "It's fine mi amor."

Translation: my love

He gently kisses me and puts his forehead against mine. He closes his eyes. "I love you." He whispers.