Chapter 25. Hating Him

He was on top of me kissing slowly and sensually. His naked chest feels hot on mine, I cursed on the inside for sleeping only with my boxers. I moaned his name but then he was whispering his words, and telling me that we should stop.

And that was when I pulled back.

"Really?" I backed away from our kiss, utterly pissed at him.

"Rain..."

"No, seriously! what the fuck are you doing here? I was trying to move on...then you came, then we kissed. Now you're telling me to stop? Just go! Fuck you!" I cursed at him, feeling my anger bubbling as he was rejecting me. Again.

Fuck you, universe!

"I love you! But now I know, that you don't ...just go!"

"Rain! This is me loving you! We need to stop..."

I was about to get out of bed when he pinned me down. He took my wrist above my head and looked at me while I refused to look at him.

It fucking hurt too much to see his face. The face that I've been missing, but then