Chapter 22 Two: Understanding her in more ways than I

Adam

Leaning over the island, I poured myself another glass of vodka before I took up the glass and throw the liquor back. I wasn't a big fan of drinking, and I wasn't going to be because the woman that I was falling for doesn't want me. Pouring the remaining liquor down the sink, I placed the glass in there also before I leaned back over the island with my head in my hands. I was so fucking stupid. How could I think that she would date me? She heard all the rumors about me being a playboy or a cheater or what the fuck ever those damn nosy ass press named me as in their articles.

I was even more stupid for giving up a lifestyle to please a woman that didn't even want me to kiss her–– that the mere thought of my lips on her disgusted her so much that she had to slap me for the second fucking time. Hearing the door unlock, I knew it was her coming over to apologize once again but I wasn't about to hear it this time.

I could hear the soft padding of her feet as she made her way over to where I was.

“Adam?” Her soft voice called out my name and that was all it took for my anger towards her to melt away. Fuck! Was I this weak for her that I couldn't hold on to my anger a little bit longer?

“Emily,” I called back.

“I'm sorry!” that was all it took for my anger to come back.

Turning around to face her, I spoke angrily, “What are you sorry for Emily humph? Is it the fact that when people try to show you that they care for you and starts showing feeling you push them away? Or the fact that you don't want to let anyone in? Which one is it? I tried to show you I care back at the hospital and you threw it back in my face. When I kissed you on the night of our date you slapped me in my face, I tried to buy you clothes you protest, and now when I kissed you again, you slapped me. I am done trying with you Emily because it’s evident you don’t want me.”

Looking at me in shock, I could see tears running down her eyes before she turned to walk away. Walking up to her, I grabbed her hand and turned her towards me but she began fighting me. Pulling her into my arms, I hugged her tightly but she wasn't having that.

She kept hitting me over and over in my chest while saying “you don't understand.” Finally, she had stopped hitting me but she continued to cry, her tears soaking my shirt.

Pulling her away from me, I placed her on the bed to sit before I also sat down too.

“What's wrong Emily?”

“I like you, Adam. I really do.”

“Then why are you pushing me away? Why don't you want us to be together?”

“I am scared!” she blurted out. “I am scared that you will hurt me!”

“Emily why would I hurt you? I know that you might have seen things in the articles about me but I am not that guy anymore.”

“Adam, I don't care about your past. I don't care about all of that.”

“Then what is it?”

“When I was in high school, I was dating this guy. He was a star football player. He had shown some interest in me and I was quite happy that someone like him could. He was hot, popular, and really handsome. He had taken me out a few times and he had shown me that he cared, he wanted to have sex with me and so did I. I was so naïve back then, thinking that he loved me and if we had sex we would love me more but before we could do it I found out the truth about him.”

It was a Thursday morning and I was at my locker taking out my books so I could go to my next class when a girl came up to me and asked if I was dating a guy by the name of Jake. Nodding my head yes, she took me by the hand and led me to the back stairwell. “You seem like a nice girl, so I am going to tell you something before things get really out of hand and you end up like the girl before you.” She said to me.

“What do you mean by that?” I asked. Confused as to why Jake would do something like that. He seemed nice.

“Jake is a player and he charms girls with his dazzling smile and pretty looks to get you, girls, in his bed. He was dating a girl, he charmed her, took her out, gave her a lot of attention, and showed her that he cared.

They had ended up sleeping together and he recorded her doing things to him. She didn't know until the next day when she came and persons were laughing at her and showing her the video. “I remembered that video, but I didn't see the guy's face only the girl’s.”

“Yeah well, she couldn't take it anymore. She was so humiliated that she ended up killing herself.”

“How do you know all of this? How do you know if it’s Jake?”

“She was my best friend. I see you in her Emily, she was just as innocent as you and I don't want what happened to her happened to you.”

Those were the last words she said to me before she walked away. I ended up turning the tables on him by telling everyone he was no good in bed and that he couldn't even make me orgasm. That was a mistake on my part because I was teased and humiliated by girls who said I did nasty things to Jake. My mother was tired of me coming home and crying so she made us move to New York, so now you know why I am so withdrawn and afraid.”

“Emily look at me,” I spoke softly, while gently holding her chin in my hand. Turning towards me, she held her head down. Lifting it with my finger, I wiped away the tears that were streaming down her eyes.

“I will and never will do something like that to you. That boy was clearly immature and a bit stupid to do something like that. You're way too pretty, smart, and sweet for me to hurt you in that way.” Looking away, I gently grabbed back her chin and made her look in my direction. “I am being serious Emily. You really are and I am way too mature to do something so petty and stupid.”

Looking at me in awe, I could still see tears in her eyes. Wiping them away, I lay her down on the bed before I turned away to look for the television remote so I could make her watch television and hold her so she could relax and feel better.

Turning back towards her, I saw that she was back up in a sitting position. Leaning in towards me, she started kissing me.

“Are you sure about this?” I asked her before I pulled away.

Nodding her head yes, she spoke. “I am surer that I want this more than anything else. I want you to make love to me.”

“Emily, you’re feeling a bit vulnerable right now. Me making love to you is taking advantage of you.”

“Adam please,” she begged. “I want this, I wanted this for a very long time. Make love to me.”