His Property

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Emery

His head was in my chest and he was silently crying. I kissed his head and tried to comfort him, hugging him against my chest.

"It's okay." I whispered.

"No it's not." He lifted his head out of my chest and I wiped his tears.

"It's not okay." He said. He pulled me off of his lap and threw me on the bed.

"That man betrayed my father." He growls. Oh no. He's getting angry.

"I'm sure he never meant to." I tried.

"How do you not mean to betray someone, Emery. He didn't show up and my father died. And my mom died right after him."

"And it's all that motherfucker's fault." He said.

"Babe, please calm down. It's okay." I walk to him and put his face in my palms. I kiss the tip of his nose, hoping to calm him down.

"It's not okay!" He removes my hands and starts pacing back and forth in the room.

"How can you betray someone like that?! He left and didn't even care!" He yells.

I feel so bad for him. He lost his parents due to gang violence and betrayal. Maybe that's why he's so heavy when it comes to betrayal. I would never betray him like that.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

"Are you?" He asks breathing heavily.

"Yes, James." I said.

"Sorry for what, exactly." He says walking up to me and I back up every time he walks closer to me.

"That you had to go through that." I said. "Betrayal. It's the worse feeling ever."

"Yeah. It is, Emery." He said.

"I know and I'm sorry." I said again.

"Stop apologizing!" He yells and I shrink and hold my head down.

"Dammit!" He yells.

"What's wrong? What can I do to help you?" I ask trying to comfort him anyway I possibly could.

"There's nothing you can do!" He yells and I give up trying.

I sit on the bed and watch him pace around the room. I really want to hold him but he'll only get more heated. I just sit and watch him pace. Hopefully, he'll calm down.

After minutes, he's leaning against the dresser, breathing heavily. I decide to get up to check on him. I walk up to him and touch his shoulder.

It all happened so fast. He grabbed a glass cup and threw it. I back away from him, and let out a loud scream as the glass shattered on the wall close to my head.

I looked at him, terrified. His eyes softened and he looked at his hand. His palms were read. He looked back at me and frowned.

"Em, I'm so sorry." He says. He walks to me.

He sit down on the bed and pulled me on his lap, straddling him. I was way to in shock to hug him.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry." He whispers while rocking me back and forth.

After a while, he stops rocking me and puts me on the bed. He grabs a broom and dustpan and sweeps up the glass. I just stare at my fingers.

I lay down and faced the window. I looked at the moon that's shining bright. It's too late and I'm too tired. I know he didn't mean it so I'm not mad at him.

I come back to my senses once I feel arms engulfing my waist and I sigh. I turn around and face him. He looks tired too.

"Em, I_" I interrupt him by placing my finger on his lips.

"It's okay. Sleep. You look tired." I told him and he nods.

"Can I hold you? Or are you mad at me?" He asks me.

"Hold me, please." I whispers and he pulls me on top of him.

I place my head in his tattooed neck and traced his huge skull tattoo on his torso. I sighed and closed my eyes, falling asleep.

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I wake up on James' chest. I look up and he was still sleeping. I smiled and gently kissed the tip of his nose. I then slowly got up from his hold and walked to the bathroom.

I took a shower, brushed my teeth and did my hair. After, I walked in the kitchen to get breakfast. I had strawberry yogurt with Cheerios in it. It's so delicious.

James might still be hungover so he wasn't gonna wake up until late so I decide to cook him breakfast. I want to cook him chocolate chip pancakes, turkey bacon and scrambled eggs.

As soon as I heat the pan, I turn and see James walking downstairs clutching his head. I smiled and he smiled back but soon frowns.

"What's wrong?" I ask walking to him.

"Are you not hurt? I thought you were gonna like, avoid me or something." He says and I roll my eyes and smile.

"We will talk about it but right now, I just wanna cook for my boyfriend to ease your hangover." I say and he playfully groans.

I giggle and he sits down, watching me cook for him. I soon finish his breakfast and set it down in front of him. Before I could walk away, he sits me down on his lap. I laugh.

He digs in and starts eating while I lay my head on his shoulder. He groans as he took his first bite.

"Is it good?" I asked.

"Amazing, babe." He says and kisses my cheek.

"Ok, good." I say.

"Did you eat something already?" He asks and I nod.

He gives me a "don't lie" look and I giggle.

"I did." I protested.

"What did you eat?" He asks.

"A strawberry yogurt and Cheerios." I replied.

"That's not enough, babe. Get some of this." He says and picks up a piece of pancake.

He holds it to my mouth and I open and eat it off of his fork. I did so good.

He feeds me at least two more pieces and a little bit of egg. I smile. He was soon done and we were cuddling on the couch, watching a movie.

"Hey, I'm sorry. You know that right?" He asks.

"James, it's okay. I love you." I lean up and kiss his lips.

"I love you too." He responds.

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