"Ignore him," Chris's husky voice rumbles in my ear as he tries to attach his lips against mine, I move my head away and back up towards the wall.

"Why's he yelling like that?" I say stressed out.

I'm not going to lie hearing Dante's shouts and bangs from behind the door is frightening me, It sounds like a monster has possessed his disgusting body.

"Just ignore him and act like we're not home," Chris says blankly reaching out and grasping my waist, wrapping my arms around his neck I place my head on his chest listening to his steady heartbeats.

Running his long fingers through my hair he whispers, "I love having you in my arms."

"I love being in your arms, I love hearing your heartbeat pound against your chest."

My head is gripped between his hands and is pulled up to meet his gaze, "How did I get so lucky to have you in my life?"

"That's the same question I ask myself every day when I feel your arms wrap around my waist, when I feel your delict kisses on my lips and forehead," I say, he leans forward, making my breath get caught in my throat.

"You make me feel like I'm dreaming," He says kissing my jaw.

"Someone pinch me," I continue as he trails kisses down my neck.

We both jump back in fright when we hear the front door slam open banging against the wall.

"Bastard," Chris sneers striding out of the bathroom to the monster.

Walking quickly making sure I'm hidden behind Chris's back, I spot the sight in front of us and gasp.

The wall that unfortunately got hit by the door now has a big hole in it, a vase is smashed against the ground, the roses that were beautifully elegant and healthy are now on the floor stepped on by Dantes ugly big feet.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Chris screams and smashes Dante against the wall holding him up by his neck.

Holy cow the way his back muscles flex when he's holding him up, it's the hottest thing I've seen in my life.

Scolding myself in my head... My ex boyfriend is currently being healed up against the wall by my maybe boyfriend... and I'm think about his muscles... please someone send me help.

"What the hell is she doing here?" Dantes snears looking at me than at Chris.

"Non of your damn buissnes why she's here,I want to know why the frick you came into my apartment like the Hulk and starded smashing stuff." Chris says lowly tightening his hold on his neck.

"You want to know the reason," Dantes screams in his face, spit lands on Chris face, but he doesn't flinch back, he's making sure Dantes sees no discomfort. "I came here to get my girlfriend back you dick!"

I frown at him, the other day in the car I made it perfectly clear that I want nothing to do with him anymore.

"Listen here you jerk," I say snarkly, "The moment you kicked me out of your car I knew the type of person you are." I walk up to stand right beside Chris and sneer in Dante's face, "Me and you are never going to be anything other than stranger's do you hear me, get lost, try to to fall down the stairs on the way out." I say as Chris pushes him out the front door and slams it in his dumbstruck face.

Chris stands infront of the door hanging his head down in shame.

"I'm so sorry about that," he says running his hand through his messy hair.

I grab his face between my hands, "Hey, hey, look at me."

His distressed eyes find my worried ones, "Nothing that just happaned is your fault, it's all his, and mine for dating his ugly ass."

He scoffs, and rolls his eyes at me.

"Your going to hate me,' Chris whispers walking out of my hold towards the window over looking the city.

I hope to God that he hasn't kept a big secret from me, my fragile heart can't take anymore.

I whisper, "What?"

He places his face in his hands and groans shaking his head, "Dante has anger management issues."

I gently laugh and walk up behind him, touching his back with my hand, I feel his back tense under my hand.

"I think I figured that out right now, but that wouldn't make me hate you, you've done nothing wrong."

"You didn't let me finish."

"Than go on," I whisper rubbing circles on his back.

"I knew before you starded dating him that he had anger management issues, I wanted you to figure it out yourself, because I wanted you to run to me." Chris turns around and grabs my face in his hands, "Please don't hate me, I would never let him do anything bad to you, that wasn't my intentions."

I press my lips together but don't say anything.

His eyes pelads for me to say something so I take a deep breathe making sure my voice is steady. "I don't hate you for not telling me, am I alittle hurt? Yes, but I understand why you did what you did. But if you want our relationship to last, than you have to communicate with me, okay?" I question and state.

He nods his head quickly, his hair cutily bouncing on his head, "I promise." He lets go of my face with one hand and extends his pincky out to mine.

With a big smile on my face I hock my pincky around his and kiss my thumb as he does the same and touch them together.

"I promise butterfly."

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