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He remained silent.
“Dammit, stop ignoring me.”
More silence.
“I hate it when you do this.”
“Do what?”
“Make me feel like a horrible person when I’m only being myself.”
“I don’t think you’re a horrible person, Liz,” he replied. “I think you’re a sick person.”
“That’s worse.”
“Okay.”
“No, you know what? Fuck you.” I ripped my hand out of his. “Fuck you for making me feel like it’s wrong to be myself.”
Hurt flashed in his eyes. “When have I done that?”
“You’re doing it right now!” I pushed at his chest. “This is me, Hugh.” I held my hands up and twirled around in circles. “This is all me. I’m happy. I’m me. I’m not taking those fucking pills anymore, so if you can’t love me as I am, then walk the fuck away.”
He stood in the middle of the road with his hands on his hips and shook his head. “You don’t mean that.”
“You look so fucking sexy when you’re pissed with me,” I said, feeling a surge of lust hit me. “I’m not the only one who wants you.” I closed the space between us. “I see them watching you at school.” I reached around and gripped his tight ass and dragged him roughly against me. “Wanting what’s mine.” I pressed a kiss to his throat. “But you’re mine, aren’t you?” I kissed him again. “And I’m yours.”
“Then fucking act like it,” Hugh finally snapped, snaking an arm around my waist. “Because I won’t tolerate the kind of bullshit I saw back there.” Reaching up, he smoothed the hair off my face and then forced me to look at him. “Do you hear me? If you betray me, there’s no coming back from it. Not for me. Bipolar or not.”
“I didn’t betray you,” I breathed. “I love you.”
“I’m not a saint, Liz. You can only push me so far.”
The angrier he got, the more I wanted him.
“You can make me better.” I breathed, capturing his bottom lip between my teeth and tugging. Hugh’s eyelids fluttered shut and I felt him grow against me. Releasing his lip with an audible pop, I reached a hand between our bodies and traced the outline of his bulging erection. “I know you can make me better.” I squeezed, feeling his resolve weaken with every growing inch. “I can feel it.”
Hugh sighed brokenly. “Believe me, Liz, if I could fix you with sex, I would fuck you forever.”
“Why can’t you justtry!”
“Because I’m afraid.”
“Of what?”
“Of you, Liz. I’m afraid ofyou!”
“So you’re afraid to fuck me because you’re afraid of me?”
“No, Liz, I’m afraid to fuck you because I don’t know which version of you I’d be fucking!”
PART 19
The Great Betrayal
YOU ARE UNINVITED!
Lizzie
