CHAPTER 38- Malady of a broken heart.
CHAPTER 38–Malady of a broken heart.
ELIJAH’S POV
“Is this the part where we shake on it?” Kylie asked a bit awkwardly and I shrugged. I did not do awkward, and I most definitely did not want to be her “friend.”
But if this was what she needed at this time to feel better about… everything, then was going to give that to her. That would be the sign of my love for her.
“If it makes it more solid for you,” I said and stretched out my hand to her. She took it and smiled a bit.
“Thank you.” She said and I raised a brow.
“For what?”
“For not making this hard,”
“Believe me, I’m not finding it particularly easy to not argue with you on this one. But it’s what you need. I’m willing to give you what you need.”
She sighed and nodded, before letting go of my hand. When she did, I wanted nothing more than to draw her close. Hold her tight and never let go.
I didn’t want this, I did not want to be Kylie’s ‘friend,’
Every fiber of my being raged against the situation, my Wolf whined with discontent within me, but I had to muster up some self–control. I had to fight the displeasure and the sadness, alongside the anger it brought with it.
“Well, I shouldn’t keep you out long anymore. Let’s head back to your dorm.”
“Okay,”
I dropped her off at her building without going in. That was another struggle and another fight of willpower. But I won.
But how long before I finally cracked underneath my desperate need for her? My desperate need to hold her, and to touch her.
She was my woman, no matter that she didn’t want me right now. I could change that. I was going to change that.
And as I tried and failed and tried again to fall asleep, my plan to get her back formed.
Kylie needed to be reminded that I was the only man for her. Or perhaps she needed to realize. Whichever one, I was going to prove to that I was the man. I was her man.
I would wake up the next morning and push my body to its limits until it bent to my will and became the most desirable thing. Until I became the most desirable thing.
The next day, I hit the gym. It was before the break of dawn and everywhere was empty, just the way I liked it.
I took the treadmill and worked up a sweat. More than a sweat. I walked that treadmill until the ache in my heart turned into an ache in my calves, and even then, I did not stop.
I carried some weights until the first set of Jockeys arrived. By then, every sinew and muscle was begging for mercy. Just the I wanted it to be. Because, the physical pain was tolerable, much more preferable, to the pain I felt inside of my chest.
I was a couple of days deep into my post break–up glow–up when I bumped into Justin in the locker room. We had a fallout the previous week, that I hadn’t even taken the moment of day to consider since the whole situation with Kylie, but he seemed particularly bothered by it. Or so, he wished for me to believe.
“Hey man, I’ve been meaning to talk to you.” He said, with a serious expression, and I nodded.
“Let’s have it.”
“I don’t know, I guess I’ve been thinking about how much of a Jerk I was the last time. I’m sorry.” He said and stretched his hand in what I supposed was a truce.
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I wondered what his angle was. Because wit. Kylie’s ex–boyfriend, there was always an angle. But then again, he really was the least of my problems. I really just wanted my girl back.
“Sure. Forgive and forgotten.” I said and took his outstretched hand.
“See you around, mate,” I said when I let go of his hand, and before he could say anything else, I turned away from him and left. I didn’t trust the guy, but I did not have the tisuccessfully unlocked! figure what his game was.
I only had one thing on my mind. Kylie.
I planned on seeing her tomorrow, and when I did, I was going to make an impression that she could definitely not ignore. She would see and know that I was still here, I was still hers, and I was not going anywhere.
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CHAPTER 28–Malady of a broken hundert.
I spent the next morning grooming
Myself
“Great day ahead” I said as I walked into the barbershop. I got the guy to do something totally different on my hair, but very nice it was giving subtle effort, but excessive charm.
I picked out an equally exquisite outfit that screamed Confidence and used just the slightest bit of cologne. But enough to be smelt of she came close. I was going to make sure she came close.
My aim today, wasn’t simply to look good, but to stand out.
So that wherever Kylie was, whenever she spotted me, she wouldn’t want to look away.
All was well, all was going as planned, until
I spotted her… and she was not alone.
If she had been with anyone else, I wouldn’t have shrugged it off and waited for her to finish whatever conversation she was having and then make my move. But she wasn’t with someone else. Instead, she was with the particular boy that I had recently noticed her with. The senior who seemed to be trying to get too close. And she was laughing. She was literally having a good time.
Was it him? Was he the reason she suddenly wanted to be friends?
Jealousy wrapped its claws on my neck like a vice and I was losing my ability to think straight. My wolf growled within and I wrestled the desire to walk over to them and throw the guy against a wall.
“Damn it.” I didn’t even know the guy, I didn’t even know his name, and yet felt so much anger at the sight of him. I wanted to do him physical harm.
This wasn’t me.
I balled my hands in fists and fought my primal desires.
“This isn’t me,” I said to myself and reasoned with myself and my wolf to calm down.
I inhaled and exhaled slowly and surely until my breathing evened out and my thoughts became clearer.
When I was thinking clearer, I watched both of them from afar. I still longed to go over there and ask Kylie why she was choosing to be with him instead of me, but I didn’t do it.
Instead, I came to terms with a reality that had me almost panicking.
I was obsessed with Kylie.
And then my obsession with her was beginning to drive me to insanity. What would I do when I could no longer control my wants and desires? What would I do when I could no longer control my anger and Jealousy?
And wasn’t it better to stop now that I still had some semblance of control? Stop before I truly and really lost my mind?
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