My Good Girl

Chapter Twelve

"Are you serious, Bella? One minute you are hot and now you are cold. I can't keep on doing this." Thane snapped his head as he pinned me against the wall with my arms over my head. "Why can't you let me in?" I looked away from him. We have been hot and cold for the past month. My stomach is growing showing us the love that we had before that night someone took me against my will. Thane tries to get me to open up about that night, but I keep on shutting him out. Instead, we just end up f*****g and feeling like s**t after. I want what we had before. I want the pain to go away.

"Bella, you going to tell me what the hell is going on with you." I leaned forward as I placed my lips on his as he pulled away, "No. not this time, Princess. We are talking." I sighed, "Why?" He shook his head, "We haven't been the same since that day. I know we never going to fully go back but we have tried to get a piece of it so we can move forward." He let go of one of my hands as he placed his hand on my stomach, "If not for us but for our baby." I looked away from him as his thick rough fingers went to my face as he placed his lips along my jaw, "I love you, but we can't do this. You haven't been eating right or you are so depressed that you can't get out of bed." He sighed, "When you can get up out of bed, you pick a fight with me then we end making up with angry sex."

I looked back at him as I saw the hurt in his eyes that made me feel guilty, "Please, give me some time." He sighed, "I am trying but this rollercoaster we are on is not going to end well until you open up. You have to tell how you are feeling. What you are feeling? f**k, you don't even tell me that you love me anymore." I looked towards the ground, "I do." He placed his hand under my chin, "You do what, Princess." I avoid his eyes when he pushed off of me as he walked away, "Exactly." He walked out of the bedroom door then went into the foyer. I ran as fast as I could, "Where you going, Thane?" He snapped back, "I am going to Mickey's." I shook my head, "For how long?" He threw his jacket on, "I don't have a f*****g clue. I just need time to think." I started to tear up, "About?" His hand went to the knob when he sighed, "You want me to talk about my feelings, but you can't do the same with yours." I looked up at the ceiling as I started to tear up.

He opened the door as he walked out. I ran to the door as I started to cry, "Thane." He kept walking away, "Christ, Thane." He still ignored me as I started to sob as yelled at him, "Thane. I do f*****g love you." I feel to my knees holding my stomach as he turned around then ran to me. He kneels down as one of our neighbors opened their door when Thane looked up, "Can you please mind your own business." The old man shook his head and closed the door.

Thane picked me up bridal style as he walked me back into our new penthouse. I cried to him, "I am sorry. I love you." He closed the door, "I know you do, Princess. I f**k do I know." He walked me back into the bedroom as he laid me on the bed when he sighed, "Princess. I don't know how to help you. I want to but just by f*****g it out is f*****g with both of our minds." I nodded. I knew what he was say was true. We were just using s*x to not talk about the raw emotions that comes after someone took your security away from you. I been a prisoner of this penthouse since Thane bought it two weeks ago and before that at his mother's house. I went nowhere, did nothing but cry, sleep and f**k Thane.

 He leaned over me as he kissed my forehead. I placed my arms around his neck as I whispered into this ear, "I love you, so much that it hurts." He looks at me as he saw the tears in my eyes. His lips brushed up against mine as he whispered, "Please talk to me then. Tell me everything you feel." I sighed as I told him, "I fear that I am no longer enough for you." He shook his head at me, "Bella, you will always be enough for me. I just don't want to be this fight between you and me. I want to work past all this shit." I looked away from him as he lifted up, "Bella, I love you. But we need help. This guy did a number on your head." I snapped my head at him, "And that is my fault."

He shook his head, "No, Princess that is not what I am saying." I know a really good psychologist his name is Antonio Cruz. He can help us." I shook my head as I am afraid that they are not going to understand the whole Master and Sub thing as Thane tilted his head. It was like he was reading my thoughts, "He is into what we are. So, if anyone he will have a better understand how to move forward after something that you been through. Find out what your limits are and not breaking our trust with each other in that world."

I looked up at him, "So he is a Dom." He leaned over me again, "Yes, He is. And he has helped many Doms and Subs overcome things like what happened to you." He placed his lips on mine, "He in the middle of helping his best friend, Noah with his girl right now. Maybe the two of you can meet and share stories." I sighed, "Fine. We can try to get an outsider view." He shook his head as he smirked, "You f*****g hot when you get mad but lately this angry inside of you needs come out. I think Antonio can help us with that." He wiggled his eyes as his lips went to my jaw as I tilted my head to all him access to my neck when it hit me on what he was saying, "You mean that he will get involved. Like in.."

Thane lifted his head as he chuckled, "Depends on the client. Us he more likely just be watching because he knows I will kill him if he tries to place a tongue, finger or a d**k in or around your body." I shook my head, 'So he will just watch?" I felt Thane's lips feathered over my collarbone, "Give us pointers on how it will help pleasure for you and me. Plus, he allows us to say what we need to say with our bodies and minds." I shook my head, "Have you done this will him." He nodded, "Once. They don't all work out. But most of Antonio's clients are happy. Some are married with children. Some are getting married, So on and so on. There will always be that one or two couples just wasn't met to be."

I sighed, "When do we get started?" He wiggled his eyebrow, "Tomorrow, He is coming from New York in the morning." He sighed, "We are okay for now?" She nodded, "I think we are." He looked into my eyes when he found that I wants this to work, "Bella, I love you and here for you." I lifted my face to his as my lips touched his, “I love you, too. And I know." He took a sigh of relief as we are coming at a crossroad.