Everybody in the world could tell he was mad.... Well, me too. I'm so mad, and I want hit his Stupid beautiful looking face. With my fist or my foot.

"Are you serious?" I took the phone that was rudely snatched away from me.

"You're not working..." He stood and slammed the phone that was connected to the wall.

"Who are you to tell me what or not to do?" I was getting irritated. He can't boss me around.

"Clare, I swear if you go back to that place...." He said viciously. "I will tear down that place you call a Job and anybody who works there will be jobless, mark my words...." He then walked out the door and two seconds later, came back with a batch of flowers and a box of chocolate. Hmmph!

But before I could yell at him, he gave me a sudden peck on my lips, kissing me. I felt anger, hurt, but mostly, desire. I hate him.

Some how my lips connected to his. I did not have control over myself, my heart did it's bidding.

Upon realizing what we were doing, I pushed him away. I was all but embarrassed, I became mad all of a sudden, I hate that I loved it.

"Clare. I'm sorry. I just- I won't do that ever again. Shit."

His response caught me by surprise, he lowered his head and just scratched the back of his head.

Never have I seen him like this, vulnerable. I always seen him as a ruthless man who I've always seen tough.

"You hurt me." I became sad again.

"And I am a fool. I lost the one thing I loved the most. I know I do not have the power to bring back time, But, if you would let me make it right again, I will do everything I can to win you back. I need you."

"It hurts, it's all coming back. I hate you, you hurt me really bad. I fucking hate you!"

He stood there, just sadness in his eyes.

"Hit me" he said

I slapped him. He Didn't flinch. I punched his chest. I pounded his chest a couple of times.

"I. HATE. YOU. SO. MUCH!"

He hugged me. I was all but crying, he is an asshole, a jerk.

Some how the warmth of somebody was needed. His was needed.

He carried me to my room, and I was just sobbing on his chest. My body was starting to get tired.

He laid me down on my bed, and pulled the covers onto my body.

"I will let myself out, I will come pick you and Devon in the Morning."

"Stay." What the heck did I say?

"Are you sure about this? If you want me to leave I'll leave."

"Please. Stay."

"Okay."

Knowing him, he will take his clothes off, but to my surprise, he didn't do exactly that.

He just slipped into bed.

"Are you gonna.."

"No, if it will make you uncomfortable, I won't."

Honestly, his tired voice got me squealing like the little girl I was falling for him.

"Okay" he stood up and got his clothes off, I took a little peek, I could not help it.

"I'll sleep on the floor if u won't"

"No!" It came out like a whine. But I hope he did not see it that way.

I can feel the warmth as he let himself

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