I Want Them All! Will They Learn To Share?

Chapter Six

Jace looks at Adalina who is still sitting on his lap, then at me as his smile fades. “Umm I got to go do some work.” He gently grabs Adalina’s hips and lifts her off him, before standing and leaving. I watch as he adjusts his crotch, obviously trying to hide his erection. Adalina crosses her arms across her chest, and glares at me with an intensity that could kill someone.

“So, what the hell was that?” I ask Adalina with genuine curiosity when I hear the front door close. Adalina shifts uncomfortably from foot to foot. “Why can’t you just mind your own damn business.” She storms past me towards the stairs.

“I guess you found someone else to take care of you then huh?” I ask over my shoulder, shaking my head in disbelief. I hear her footsteps on the hardwood floor come to a sudden stop.

“You don’t get to ask me things like that.” She says, as I turn and walk towards her. “And why is that?” I ask with no response. “Is it because you’re embarrassed that just a few years ago you were trying to f**k me?”

Adalina gasps and looks at me in disbelief as tears swell in her beautiful light green eyes. Why does she keep crying every time she talks to me? Ever since I got home, she’s been avoiding me, and when she isn’t avoiding me, she’s crying.

“How about you answer a few of my questions first.” Adalina says as she chokes down a sob. I motion my hand telling her to continue. “Do you remember three years ago on my birthday when I asked you to come up to my room?

“Yeah.’’ I say plainly, as I realize where this is headed. “Okay good. Do you remember what you saw when you walked into my room?” Adalina asks quietly.

Taking a deep breath, I answer slowly. “Yeah of course I do, I walked into your room, and you unzipped your dress and let it fall to the floor around your ankles. You were standing there in your bra and panties. You walked over to me, put your hand on my chest and told me you wanted me to be your first.”

“And do you remember what you said when I asked you to be my first?” She asks, looking down at the floor now.

“I remember telling you to put your clothes back on and come downstairs.” Which was one of the hardest things I have ever had to say. After seeing her standing there in her lacy bra and panties, all curves and sexiness. It was almost impossible for me to go back downstairs to her party and act like nothing happened.

Adalina sniffles “Do you know what happened after that night?”

I stand there silently for a moment, before answering. “I know you wouldn’t say goodbye when I left to go back to work the next morning. After that I assume you went back to living your life. You didn’t answer any of my emails, or texts, and-”

Adalina suddenly cuts me off, “Do you want to know why I wouldn’t say goodbye or answer any of your messages?” She snaps at me lifting her eyes to meet mine.

“Yes, I do, I really do.” I say in an exaggerated tone, trying to get my point across.

“Well let’s see where do I start?” She says sarcastically tapping her chin. “Maybe because I was crying so hard, I couldn’t sleep, talk or breathe. Or maybe it was because I almost gave myself an eating disorder after you laughed at me while I was standing there half naked trying to give myself to you? Or how it took two and a half weeks for anyone to notice I was starving myself. Jace noticed it immediately after he came home from his work trip. He stayed with me every second of every day after that to make sure I was

eating and taking proper care of myself. If it wasn’t for him who knows I might have been dead by now.”

A damn eating disorder? Why the hell did she feel the need to starve herself? She’s gorgeous, she always has been. “Adalina, I didn’t know, I’m sorry. Why did you feel like you had to starve yourself in the first place?”

“BECAUSE” She yells, tears flooding from her eyes like a broken dam. “Because I wanted to be the type of girl you are interested in. You know the size two, super model type.”

The kind of girl I am interested in? I am interested in her, why the hell would I want some size two super model. There is nothing sexy about a damn stick woman. There is nothing like trying to f**k someone and feeling their ribcage stab you. Adalina has the perfect body. “Adalina you are perfect the way you are, you didn’t have to change anything. You were perfect then and you still are.” I reach for her arm, but she pulls back hugging herself tightly.

“You don’t really think that, if you did you wouldn’t have looked at me with so much disgust that night.” Her voice comes out in broken sobs.

Disgust? What is she talking about? “I wasn’t disgusted, there is nothing disgusting about you. Then or now. You are gorgeous, everything about you is perfect. I love your curves, your beautiful eyes, your lips, your everything.”

Adalina shakes her head. “You can’t say stuff like that, just because you feel guilty doesn’t give you the right to mess with my head.”

“I’m not messing with your head. Please believe me.” I try to reach for her again, but she turns and runs up the stairs before I can touch her.

“Adalina come back and talk to me please.” I shout after her. I hear the door to her bedroom slam as I contemplate chasing after her. Running my hand over the back of my neck I let out a loud sigh. “God dammit.” What the f**k am I supposed to do now?

“Adalina?” I holler while I’m walking up the stairs. No answer of course. I knock softly on her door, “Adalina? Can I come in?” No answer, I try the doorknob expecting it to be locked, but it opens. Peaking my head in I look around but don’t see her anywhere.

“Adalina? Are you in the bathroom?” Still no answer. I knock on the bathroom door. “Adalina?” No answer, I open the door and look around, no Adalina. Where the hell did she go?

Jace’s room, I should have looked there first! I try the doorknob, it doesn’t budge. Of course, it’s locked. “Adalina? Will you please unlock the door? I just want to talk to you.”

“Go away, I don’t want to talk to you.” Her voice is hoarse, and I can hear her sniffle as she chokes back another sob. “Adalina, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to upset you. Please stop crying and just let me in.”

“No! Just go away!”

“I’m not leaving, so just let me know when you’re ready to talk.” I sink down against the door, stretching my legs out on the floor. Adalina continues to sob but doesn’t say anything else. The house was silent except for Adalina’s sobs and sniffles. I felt my heart breaking more and more with every sob. I want to hold her and tell her it’s going to be okay. I want to make her feel better, but she won’t let me in. “Adalina please open the door so we can talk.” No answer.

I don’t know how long I was sitting outside the door, felt like hours. I don’t know why I had to be such a d**k. I wasn’t trying to make her feel bad, about her and Jace. It’s not her fault that I got jealous seeing him touch her. It’s not her fault that I said no three years ago. It’s my own stupid fault for not saying yes three years ago.