49 Fight of Truth 15.3 (1/2)
I hadn't noticed Ren was following calmly behind. Entering I reached under the bed grabbing my duffel bag and went to the closet and drawers pulling out handfuls of clothes and shoving them into the green old ragged duffel bag. If I'm going to be thrown out then I might as well pack.
”What do you think your doing angel.” Ren mumbles. I look up finally realizing he is standing in the glass door frame. His head bent down looking at his feet his hand messaging his neck. He was still shirtless his body covered in sweat.
”What does it look like I'm doing.” I retort going back to pushing in a dress.
”I can see what you're doing, what I'm asking is why you're doing it?” He walked over placing his hand on top of mine that where still inside the bag trying to make room for more. I look up his eyes gleaming deep into mine.
”You accepted there offer right, so I'm making room for your new wife.” I say trying not to cry, wishing he would let go, I try to pull my hands free but he tightens on top of my hands as he wraps his whole body behind me his other arm reaching down around my waist. Pulling me close. I could feel the heat from his chest on my back his body was shaking. I became stiff was he even madder than before? Part of me was afraid to look up, my wrist was hurting, and I felt like he was squeezing the air out of me.
”Ren, you're hurting me.” I whisper. He doesn't budge though. His breath almost sounded heavy in my ear.
”Please forgive me my love.” He whispered passionately and beggingly in my ear. At that moment, I thought my heart would break. I had to know what he was sorry about he never apologizes for anything so why did he now and for what reason.
”I didn't mean to hurt you Anna, if you hate me now and want to leave I won't stop you, but you have to know I refused to the very end I won't take another as long as there is hope for us.” His grip loosened as he backed away walking over to his window.
That's it he's not even going to ask me to stay. I stand there dumb founded. Stumbling for words. ”You're an ass.” I quickly cover my mouth shocked at my own sudden words.
”Thanks love, it's nice to know what you truly think of me.” He says glancing my way.
”Damnit Ren that's not what I mean, Damnit I don't know what I mean.” I flop myself back onto the bed ready to rip out my own hair.
”For someone who wants to write you really aren't every good with words are you.” He looks over at me one eye brow arched up in question and a smirk on his face.
”Am I really that untrustworthy Ren?” I sigh bowing my head down into my hands. Then realize that I might not want to know. ”Err, wait I don't want to know forget I ask.” I stumble to say shacking my hands as Ren was about to speak. I hear him chuckle his voice low and husky. He had gotten up from against the wall and joined me on the bed his right arm stretched out behind me.
”Anna tell me why you lied for him why didn't you just say he grabbed you suddenly, why didn't you trust me?” He questions were shocking.