Rayne had been asleep for most of the day. He slept so much that Priscella got bored of staring at the walls and left about an hour ago. No one forced her to stay after we dragged all the furniture inside the apartment, she just wanted to make sure he was okay. But he didn't wake, so it was her time to go.

               Now I waited in the living room, sitting in front of a freshly new ordered box of pizza. I couldn't even eat because I felt so bad about us both. I hated the feeling that Rayne didn't care about me, but I also hated the feeling when he was upset.

               I understood, how depression or the loss of someone important to your life could affect your mood, but never had I imagined it could go so far as to start ignoring your other loved ones. Maybe I was being selfish, I was always the stubborn type, wanting everyone's attention, but this was Rayne I was talking about. I cared and loved him so deeply so if for one minute he acted like he didn't love me, so God help me I will get butt hurt about it.

               At least I was in a good mental state where I knew from right and wrong, and what I knew was that I needed to give Rayne my full support and love during his episode, even if it hurt me. Though, I still need to give him the talk because no way will I let his moods make him cheat on me with freaking models he starts working with.

               I wasn't kidding when I told him he gave Aaron the look he gave me when we first started dating. It was that deep, flirty stare that sent chills down my spine. He was such a shy guy, but he was also very evil. It's the quiet ones you have to watch out for.

               I heard the bedroom door creak, and out came a sleepy Rayne. He rubbed his eyes, blinking at the bright kitchen lights.

               "What time is it?" he asked in a deep, throaty voice.

               "Just turned ten."

               He looked surprised. "Wow, I slept that long?"

               I nodded. "Come eat." I motioned at the unopened box in front of me.

               He dragged his sleepy body over to the couch and sat right next to me, his head resting on my shoulder.

               "Thanks for helping with the furniture," he said, taking a bite of his pizza.

               "Thanks for calling," I replied rather dramatic.

               He sighed. "I'm sorry. I just didn't want you to find out yet. I just needed time alone."

               I gave him the eye. "Time alone? You've been spending your time not alone, Rayne."

               "I know. It helped to be around people I didn't know. That's why I hung out with Aaron. You don't need to worry about it."

               I felt offended that he would suggest I not worry about his emotional being.

               "Rayne, don't you ever ask me not to worry, got it? I will worry about you, I will protect you, I will care about you. So next time you feel like this, don't leave me out of it because I swear to God I will kick your ass."

               "I'm sorry," he repeated, looking upset. "I've just never been in a real relationship and I don't know what to do."

               I glared at him, a very threatening glare. "You're kidding, right? Just because you haven't been in a relationship doesn't mean you don't know anything. I'm pretty sure you know. Experience is nothing in a relationship. Because no matter how many times you are in one, it will always be a new start each single time. It's like falling in love all over again. So if you think that you don't know how to be in a relationship then none of us do. You just follow your heart and try not to hide things from me."

               "Jesse." he dropped his head. "Don't be mad at me, please."

               I hugged him closer to me and kissed his head. "I'm not mad at you, I just want you to talk to me."

               "I'm trying." he choked back some tears. "It's hard. I mean ... it was my mom. There are so many emotions and feelings happening all at the same time. Then the depressing thoughts don't help."

               "I'm here for you. I will always be here for you. You need to let me first."

               He nodded. "I promise."

               I smiled. "Good."

               He dropped down the half eaten pizza on the box and looked up at me, his eyes sparkling blue with passion and sadness. "Please, make me forget, just for one night."

               "What do you mean?" I asked, confused.

               He leaned forward, grabbing my lips in his and making me feel like jelly. His hands spun freely around my neck while our lips fought to stay attached. I pulled back when I realized what he meant, which took me a while since I was a sucker when he did this to me. It just made me forget about things, so now I understood him.

               "Come." he pulled me up before I even had the time to blink and then we were in his bedroom.

               "Rayne, I love you, but no. I am not going to do it while you're depressed."

               "I didn't ask you." he easily lifted my shirt right out of my body and I felt embarrassed all of the sudden. It brought back memories of our first time and the insecurities came back alive. Only this time they were less.

               "You're cute," I chuckled, "but no."

               "Funny," he grinned, pulling me on the bed and making me hover over him.

               "What's funny?" I asked.

               "You when you think you're the boss. Not tonight, babe."

               I felt a little threatened when Rayne acted dominant around me. Because in my head I will always imagine him as the girl, even though he hates it when I put genders on our relationship, but it will forever be that way. So him taking charge was different, and arousing at the same time.

               Me, being gullible and easily persuadable, gave in to him. I gave him what he wanted.

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               Rayne jumped back into my arms after drying himself off, the view of his naked body would always be a sight to see. He was beautiful, so beautiful that it hurt my soul. I couldn't explain it, but when I thought about anyone else being with me in that way, I would feel repulsed. I only want him, and him only.

               He laid his head on my bare chest, which was also dry after showering with him. I was beginning to feel more comfortable with this new side of our relationship, which was strange and so freaking awesome. I don't think I've ever felt this way before, it was so good.

               "My ass hurts," he muttered unexpectedly.

               I could feel my face heating up. I wasn't sure if I should be getting him cream or if I should count that as a compliment. Either way, I held him closer to me.

               "I told you not to let me go that deep," I muttered back, nonchalantly.

               "Well forgive me for wanting you to go all the way."

               I bit on my lips. "God, you're getting dirtier. Am I poisoning you?"

               He shrugged. "I'm not regretting anything."

               And in that moment he grabbed me in places where you should not grab me unless you're him.

               My body bent forward, feeling all those butterflies forming in my stomach again. Not sure if they were butterflies or just hormones.

               "So what do you think about the apartment?" he asked calmly, like if he hadn't just touched me where I tinkle.

               "I think it will look good once you set everything in order. It's not big, but it's not small, I like it."

               "The offer still stands, you know?"

               "I know. And I'm still thinking about it."

               "You're such a baby," he laughed.

               I gave him a look. "A baby doesn't have this." I grabbed his hand, which still laid in places, and made it grip me tighter.

               He gave me that look when ever I sounded full of myself. "So anyway, are you going to school tomorrow?"

               "Are you going to let go of my penis?" I returned the look.

               "No."

               "Then it looks like I'm not going. We're going to be too busy for school." I leaned over his pale, glistening body and kissed every part of it. He released the wild beast in me, he released it good.

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   lol gio wyd chill (also wow what a short ass chapter, lazy gio wyd?)