I’m sorry I called you stupid. Although, you are impulsive.
It’s super frustrating.
So I may have punched Roman. Did you know he fights in underground matches? He’s a big deal, and I punched him because I was jealous. I hope you appreciate the gravity of the situation.
Maxim almost shot me, by the way.
If he did… would you kiss it better?
Look, I get you’re scared. Fuck, I’m scared for you. I fucked up, and I want to make it better. And not just with my cock… although that’s always an option. But it’s been weeks. You can’t do this alone.
I think I may have scared your reptilian friend. Also… plot twist… she keeps bugs! You should have seen my face when I broke into her flat. Makes sense with the nickname now.
Did you know Roman keeps snakes? True fact. The weirdo has a thing for venom. Not drinking it, I don’t think? That would be strange. But you know… for other things.
Are you interested in what those other things are? If you are, you need to reply.
I’ll settle for a single emoji.
Or any sign of life.
How’s your mum? Does she have her medication? Let me know where you are and I’ll get some posted out. You don’t even have to see me.
Look, just let me help. I have contacts. I’ll call in favours.
I can keep you safe. Both of you.
The latest message was only a few hours ago, and I replied before I could stop myself, caught up in the mess of my own emotions.
Me:
You’re supposed to forget me.
Shit. What was I thinking? I shouldn’t have text back, and yet I sat there, staring at the screen, waiting for his reply like a junkie craving a fix.
The phone buzzed.
One vibration, and that tiny sound hit harder than any drug.
UNKNOWN NUMBER:
Miss me, blondie?
My pulse stuttered.
UNKNOWN NUMBER:
That’s rhetorical by the way, because we both know the answer to that.
God, I hated him. But worse, I hated that I did miss him.
UNKNOWN NUMBER:
So, here’s the thing. I don’t chase. Usually anyway, but I’m happy to explore any and all of your kinks. In fact, write them all down, and we’ll go through them like a sexy checklist. Just tell me where you are.
Me:
I don’t want you to find me.
