A month is not that long. I definitely hoped that my Kyle wouldn't have to leave for London but hey! It's all about fast money baby! Now he's leaving me today and I still can't get get my head around the fact that we've been dating for a whole thirty-one days. A fricking month! How am I going to cope without our erotic sexual activities? And his kisses, cuddles, words and his sexy smell? Two months without my boo is an awfully long time...How will I pass the time? Or even worse, how will the time pass me?

Two months. Without my baby. Without my princess. The past month has gone two quick and I haven't even realized it until today. The day I need to fly to London and leave her for a whole two months. I shove a few more items into my suitcase before I glance at my empty room then exit. I drag the suitcase down the stairs where my Dad, Kathleen and Jacob are waiting downstairs, like they're in the military or some shit along them lines.

"Do you need some help?" Kathleen asks me as she rushes towards me and a few steps up the stairs. Her hair glowing from the sunshine and her green eyes dancing with glee.

I screw my eyebrows at her but then quickly twitch my lips to form a half smile. I've put her through too much shit ever since she became my Dad's second wife, I suppose it is time for me to move on now and not give her too much grief. "No I'm fine thank you, Kathleen," I quietly murmur.

I reach the bottom of the stairs and slam the suitcase by my side. They all just stare at me and say nothing. Am I supposed to make a speech or something? "Oh! Frankie will be here to collect your things at around eleven and your P.A called to tell you not to forget the documents or something like that," Kathleen quickly announces.

I nod in understanding then again twitch my lips to form a half smile. "I'll call you guys when I've landed but in the meantime, try not to miss me too much." They all laugh then I grab my car keys and head for the door, leaving my baggage behind by the bottom of the stairs.

"Not so fast! Won't you give your old man a hug good-bye?" my Dad questions me as he places his hand on my shoulder which makes me turn around and face him.

Um...not reallly. No...

Before I can reply he quickly grabs me into a bear hug and I have no choice but to briefly place my hands over his back. His hard chest presses against mine and I feel like I'm about to throw up my own insides. My breathing becomes hard to detect; is this man trying to kill me? I tap his shoulder repeatedly until he finally releases me and I gasp for air. " I bit too tight," I finally manage to breathe.

Kathleen slowly strust towards me and I wonder what she's going to do...She's not going to hug me is she? This is going to be so weird. She has that warm smile on her face that only Sasha can pull off but it makes her look so much younger than she really is. She presents me with a half smile before she slides her arms under mine and holds me close to her as I arch my back forwards. "I'm sorry," she whispers in my ear.

Sorry? She said sorry...I can't hate her anymore...it wasn't her fault but she could of definitely prevented it. I rapidly wrap my arms around her tiny waist and allow her blond hair to brush against my face. This is the first time I've ever touched her...Ever! She finally pulls away and surprisingly I want to keep breathing in her fresh fragrance. I stare at Jacob and I hold out my hand for a shake but he also gets me into a guy-ish sort of hug. What is it with everyone and hugs today? But luckily it's like a two second hug so it's not that awkward. I quickly salute them before I exit the door then close it behind me. Please don't let it be this hard when I say good-bye to Sasha...

I turn around to my Audi and there's someone waiting beside it. A girl..with brown hair and a beautiful smile. The figure is leaning against my Audi with their hand resting on the roof top. I rush down the stairs and as I get closer I realize who it is. I really need to stop getting my hopes up so high. "Why are you here?" I question her.

She pouts her lips then graciously smiles at me, her dark brown eyes becoming almost fluorescent towards the sun. "We need to talk."

"Okay I'm listening," I swiftly say as I gesture for her to move herself away from my car.

"Not here, lets go back to your place," she quickly suggests with a hint of panic in her voice.

"We can't. I need to go see Sasha-" I pause when I stare at her face closer. "What happened to your left eye?" I ask her as I screw my eyebrows and try to examine the purple bruise closer.

She hold her fingers up to her eye then slowly runs her hand through her hair which is refusing to stay in place. She presses her lips together and her eyes start to well up. "Lexi tell me who done this to you? Did you get into a fight or something?" I briskly move my fingers up to the area and she flinches a little and takes a step back. I quickly open the door for her and I get into the driver's seat. This is some serious shit right here...

She briskly exits the car and walks swiftly towards my door. I quickly catch up to her and wrap my hand over her shoulder which makes her flinch again. This is not like her. I take out my keys, unlock the door and push it open. Then I see her, looking just as shocked as I am. Her eyes shuffle from Lexi and me, she crosses her arms in front of her chest and erects her left brow at the both of us. Uh oh! Shit's about to do down...

I gaze at my gorgeous boyfriend as he enters the house with that salacious ex of his by his side and his hand over her shoulder. I glare at the pair of them then focus more on Kyle and present him with a fake smile. "Babe, I didn't know we were having guests over."

"Erm..h-how did you get in?" Kyle stutters with his hand still around her shoulder. I completely ignore his question then glance back at Lexi, her expression very impassive.

"You gave me keys. Remember?" I eventually reply with my eyes glued to Lexi. He parts his lips into an "o" but nothing comes out. He quickly drops his hand from her shoulder and the silence erupts in the now extremely cold room.

"What is she doing here?" I ask him.

"She just needed to talk to me about something really important."

"Go on. Tell him then."

She shoots her eyes at Kyle as if she's expecting him to say something back. "Don't look at him like that. He's not going to speak for you baby." I snarl at her as I tap my finger against my lower lip and slowly strut towards her.

Come on bitch! Get mad! She keeps her poker face in place and I know she's deliberately acting innocent.

"Sasha please. Just five minutes babe," Kyle pleads.

I shake my head at him in disapproval, narrow my eyes at her then head for the kitchen. I can't believe he would bring her here, and how dare she suck up to him like she did. She 's lucky I don't slap her right now. He cautiously sits her down on the sofa. I head for the freezer, take out a tub of vanilla ice cream, take a spoon out the drawer then sit myself on the counter stool so I can get a better view of them. Kyle screws his eyebrows at her and she gets deep into conversation, her back towards me, so I have no idea what her expressions are. What is she talking about with him? And why is she being so...so...sentimental? I dig into the ice cream and let it slide past my tongue and down my aching throat, keeping my eyes closely glued on the pair of them.

She makes any sudden movements and I'll punch her throat.

Kyle looks devastated and constantly keeps running his hands aggressively through his hair as she keeps her arms crossed over each other. She shuffles in closer towards him but he doesn't do anything. I furiously dig the spoon into the tub some more every time she flips her cheap extensions away from her face and bows her head down. I stare down at the tub and the ice-cream its almost finished, so I decide to close the lid and toss it back into Kyle's freezer then dash the spoon into the sink. I rest my hands on the sink behind me and peer at Kyle's impassive expression. They finally get up from the sofa and Kyle quickly glances over in my direction.

Oh, so now you notce me? "I'm going to be right back," Kyle finally affirms before he turns away and rushes up the stairs.

I don't bother to reply and instead keep my eyes on Lexi, waiting for her to turn around. She finally does. Shit! She's been crying. My face drops when I meet with her dead and cold one. It must of been something really intimate they were discussing.

"Were you crying?" I whisper with concern.

She nods her head then slowly rubs her tears with her cardigan sleeve. I don't know whether to comfort her or hug her? Then her vague expression slowly stretches to a malicious grin which makes my eyebrows shoot up in astonishment. "You're just as stupid as you look," she murmurs as she places her hands on her hips and sways them towards me.

Huh? The fuck? Bitch! I was trying to be considerate!

"What's your game Lexi?"

"My game? Now what makes you think that I will waste my time playing a silly little game with you?" Excuse me? "You can't face the fact that I won," she continues.

"What's the prize?! Kyle? Your reputation? You need to go through all this shit just to try and get Kyle to notice you!" I scream as she continues to strut towards me.

"Listen here! Kyle's mine! You can't take him away from me. Do you know why? Because you can't satisfy him like I can. So the sooner you leave him alone, the quicker I get the man I deserve to be with," she snarls, bringing her face close to mine, then I spot the bruise under her eye but I refuse to ask any questions.

"Look at you! You pathetic little girl. Get this into your head right. Kyle is not interested in you! And he never was, so my advice to you is that you back off before you regret ever messing with our relationship," I growl back, mirroring her hands-on-hips action.

"Is that what you call it? A relationship?" What does she mean? "He will use you. Then when the going gets tough he will break you like a worthless little slut!" she loudly screams.

No! No! I won't let him! A month! That proves something right? He wants me...

"You're are so pushing it Lexi! Don't make me rip that cheap weave out your head!" I yell, pointing my finger up to her chest but she still doesn't look alarmed.

Suddenly both our eyes shoot towards the direction of the stairs as Kyle comes rushing down. She turns to me and a sadistic smirk amplifies on her face. What is she going to do? She drops her face, covers her eyes with her hands and starts to cry. The fuck is going on here?

"Hey, hey! What's going on here?Sasha, what did you just say to Lexi?" Kyle yells.

He notices Lexi crying and it's only then when I realize what she's doing. Sly little mother fucker! The penny finally drops.

"Um referee! Are you blind?" I scream to Kyle as he wraps his strong arms around her once more.

"You need to watch your mouth." I glance at the manipulative whore is snuggled up with my boyfriend and perceive her circuitous leer.

This is not happening...

"I was just saying how happy I was for the both of you and she just flipped on me," Lexi innocently sobs as she buries her head on Kyle's chest and he holds her closer.

Has everyone in the world gone blind apart from me?!

"Oh! And the fucking award goes to the tart who's mastered the art of fake crying for attention!" I scream in annoyance, running my hands through my hair and racing my eyes across the both of them.

How did this happen? I wanted this to be just me and Kyle and now Lexi has fucked up the plans.

"Sasha, what's gotten into you?" Kyle shouts.

Its the bitch you have your arm around! "Me? Nothing's wrong with me! I'm fine! Ask the little whore next to you the same question!"

"I don't know what I did to deserve so much hatred," Lexi continues, still sobbing onto Kyle's chest but keeping her sinister eyes glued to mine the whole time.

"Kyle, she's lying! Believe me!"

"What? After I just caught you threatening her?" he hisses.

"I only want what's best for the both of you," she continues to fake sob.

Is Kyle really buying all this shit?

"You lying little-" I lunge at her but Kyle quickly stops me before my hands reach for her hair. He swings me away by my waist and carries me further away from the lying devious little witch.

"Put me down you prick!" I shriek as I kick my feet in the air and punch repeatedly on his back.

He finally throws me onto the sofa and I spring up and down before I land completely flat on it. She turns her face towards me and smirks once more before Kyle leads her out the house.The door slams shut and the silence echoes throughout the room. Kyle turns around and faces me. Damn! He looks pissed but still incredibly sexy. I get up from the sofa and head for the kitchen.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" he yells.

"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you! She's walking all over you like the bitch she is!" I scream as I lean over the counter and he stands briefly away from the door.

"Sasha, you can't attack every girl that I talk to. First Kya, then Melisa now Lexi! Jealousy solves nothing!"

"Me jealous? She's walking all over you! Are you really that blind? Was you even here to hear what she was saying to me right after you left? The crying and pathetic sobbing was all an act. You just played right into her hands"

"You have been acting so moody for the past month. What's troubling you?"

"That ex of yours is troubling me! And what do you mean 'moody'? Every fucking girl is moody. Do you even know what you're saying before you open your mouth?"

"You're really starting to piss me off! Do not dare to get me mad Sasha! Not today of all days!" he snarls as he brings his body close to mine and imprisons me. His warm sensational breath fans against my face but I restrain myself.

"No Kyle! You piss me off! You actually believe that bitch over me! Your own fucking girlfriend!" my voice is going hoarse and I feel the waterworks about to start. I push him hard away and he stumbles back a few steps.

"Now you need to calm the fuck down!" he orders and I can clearly see the fire burning in his eyes, but I'm not scared.

He just doesn't get it, does he?

I run my fingers through my hair then grab onto the plate beside me, raise it up then slam it on the floor. "Stop telling me what to do!" I scream, grabbing another plate and smashing it on the floor into another million pieces.

"You have some serious problems!"

Ha! That's rich coming from you!

"No! You have problems, if you're honestly choose to believe every word that comes out of Lexi's mouth!" Another plate crashes onto the floor all due to my angry hands.

"What makes you think that she was lying? Go on tell me that if you're so smart!" he demands as the demon overtakes his body and I no longer see my boyfriend in sight.

"Because her mouth was open!" I snarl, grabbing another plate and this time aiming for him. He quickly ducks so the plate goes flying onto the wall behind him and smashes again.

"Are you crazy!" He moves in closer to me as I pick up another plate and get ready to aim.

"No! You're the crazy one! Remember!" I position to throw but he quickly grips onto my wrist and slowly shakes his head from side to side. Oh no! He's back!

He stares at me and the silence creeps up under my sensitive skin...

"Throw another plate and I swear I'll tie both your hands to my headboard, blindfold you, strip you, then torture you until you say 'I surrender'," he raucously breathes, exploring my fear with his penetrating gaze. His pupils dilating with every word that escapes his sharp fully luscious lips.

He takes the plate from my hand and delicately places it on the counter beside us, never once taking his eyes away from mine. My body tauts up. Oh my! Why am I still not used to this affect he has on me? He softly caresses the rough cold wall behind me with his skillful fingers then cocks his head to one side and contemplates my ready-to-be-aroused lips. He softly runs his fingers down my cheek, which sends shivers down my neck and hits me right at my groin. I flick my face away from his touch and keep my eyes burning with fury to show him that he was playing this game alone.

"I love it when you try to resist me," he softly murmurs as his fingers swiftly move to my isolated strands of hair detached from my messy high ponytail. I shove his hand away from me in disgust. " I don't need to listen to your bullshit Carlson," I hiss as I attempt to escape his unconditional dominance over me.

He slams my shoulders back on the wall and the cups both my cheeks with his right hand while his left is rested on the wall, just above me. I glare at this mysterious boy's gaze and I try to read his insensitive expression. His grasp around my cheeks tighten and for some awkward reason this is really turning me on. He shifts his body closer to mine and he glares at me with hungry eyes.

"But that's the thing though Sash. You are going to listen to everything I say," he huskily breathes, jerking his head to one side and sharply inhaling when he notices the fear in my eyes.

How does he make something so threatening, sound so erotic? That's my boyfriend for you. He slowly lets his fingers slide down my cheeks when he realizes that he's completely silenced me. How did I lose so much power. Just earlier I was feeling, powerful and fierce and demanding. And now I feel seduced, hypnotized and lost in another world with my mood-swinging boyfriend. I bite my lower lip and I can tell he wants me now. I force myself onto him, let my lips collide with his and my hands to get tangled in is oh-so-perfect hair. He deepens his tongue down my throat and I moan into his mouth. He grabs onto my thigh so that my denim shorts strain against my skin. I gently tug on his hair as the pace of the kiss increases immaculately and his groaning triggers my hormones to go flying out the window. I hop onto his hips and he scoops me up with his arms under my bum.

"Let's never fight ever again," I breathe as his lips stride away from my lips and assault my defenseless bare chest. Leaving petite kisses and nuzzling my victimized neck.

"I couldn't agree anymore."

Yep! That's our relationship for you. Fight, then kiss and make-up. Then the hot sex afterwards...