“Mal, Idowant you.” He said, his firm hand grabbing my arm.
“Funny fucking way of showing it, fucking me then leaving me for someone else.” My teeth clenched together, shaking his hand off but it held strong.
“You’re jealous.” His voice was hard. Like he had the audacity to be upset when I was the one who had just been used like a cheap whore.
“Jealousy is not what's going on here.” I seethed. “Iwant all of us to be together. Blake, you,andme.”
“I want that too.” He pulled me against him.
“You seem focused on just the:you and her part.” I seethed.
“I told you I was talking to her tonight.” Ethan grunted in my ear, holding onto me tight.
“Doesn't change the fact that you're literally fucking me and running to her. Let me go, Ethan.” I pushed him away.
“So, help me Malcolm, I will chain you to thefuckingbed.” I could practically feel the anger radiating off him.
“So what, you're the only one who gets to walk away?” I scoffed, turning away slightly, throwing an arm in dismissal.
“I don't have time for this.” He hissed, pinching his nose.
“I'm not keeping you here.” I threw my hands up. “By all means;Go to her.”
His hand grasped my wrist and dragged me towards him. “I'm done playing this game.” He spat, dragging me towards the bed.
“Ethan I'm serious!” I tried yanking away but he was stronger.
“I am too. I don’t trust you won’t leave so I'm cuffing you to the bed.” He opened a bedside drawer and took out a pair of cuffs with one hand, expertly opening them. “I do want you, I'll prove it, but you need to stay here.” His other hand held me tight, pulling me against him.
“You'renotcuffing me to the fucking bed.” I started fighting him more, pushing on him only for my other hand to be grabbed and wrestled to the bed.
“I wouldn't need to if you'd juststayed.” He huffed, pinning me down. “Malcolm foryearsall I've wanted was you. If you think I'm letting you walk out that fucking door you're mistaken.” He said, breaths coming out in little puffs as he fought against my struggling.
“I'm not a fucking pet!” I yelped, panting from the struggle. “You can't force me to stay.” The cuffs clicked into place and I stilled, knowing I had lost. I looked up at my hands, the cuffs had been woven through the bars on the headboard and locked around each wrist.
“Watch me.” His hand gripped my jaw and kissed me. For the first time I didn’t return it, despite how desperately I wanted to.I didn’t want to listen to his words, I didn't want his hands on me. I wanted to be far away.
For as long as I can remember, it's only been Ethan. My heart, my soul, fuck even the blood in my veins; it was all for him.
Did he ever feel the same?
My eyes swelled with tears and I rattled the cuffs. “Don't you dare fucking leave me here like this you, bastard.”
“Just until you calm down and listen.” Ethan said, his soft voice giving my skin goosebumps.
He took out his phone and immediately started texting, my blood boiled with a new rage.
Fuck Ethan Bugsy.
“Ihavebeen listening, Ethan.” I spit his name, teeth grinding together. “I listened when you said you didn't know if you wanted me. I listened when you told me I wasn't good enough, Ilistenedwhen you fucked me like a whore then immediately got up to go see someone else.”
“Malcolm.” Ethan said, his brows drawing together and voice going soft. “Oh, my Songbird.” He whispered, cupped my cheek but I turned my face away. “When did I ever say you weren't good enough? It's not that I don't want you, because trust me, I need you like I need the blood in my veins, the air in my fucking lungs, Mal–”
“But you need her more.” I snapped, cutting him off, the bit in my stomach growing.
“That's not true.” Ethan said, glancing at his hand when his phone dinged.
“Juststop.” I said, sounding exhausted and rattled the cuffs on the frames again. Staring at myself in the ceiling mirror. “Stop saying things to keep me here if I'm not what you want.”
