My New Haven

Alma avoided me for the rest of the evening. Although we slept together on the same bed.... But the distance she intentionally created between us had me gritting my teeth and groaning in anger. She wouldn't let me touch her, she won't talk to me. She won't even look at me. She's running away.... Again. Dammit!.... I thought this little trip would bring us closer.... But I was wrong. Elsie is a lot difficult than I expected.... But does that frustrate me to the point of wanting to leave her? No... It doesn't, not even a little bit. Waking up to an empty bed, I bite back my groan and stepped out, walking towards the stairs and climbing down, I'm not surprised to not find Alma sitting there. But when I opened the door to go outside.... I found her all dressed up, the flowery gown she wore three days ago all prestein clean and her backpack hanging off her shoulders. I know we are leaving today.... But this early? I'd thought at least maybe we would have breakfast and leave towards the noon.... But Alma doesn't want that. I'm still dressed in my shorts, my morning face glaring at Alma as she pushed her hair backwards and showed me her phone. "If you don't take me home right now..... I'm gonna turn on my location and inform my friends...." This f*****g defiant brat.... I breathe out. Trying not to freak or burst in anger. "I never said I wouldn't take you home today....." I stepped closer but she immediately backed away. f**k. "At least.... We should eat first.... You didn't join me for dinner last night" "Justin.... I'm not hungry" she glared. "I wanna go home.... I have a lot of things to catch up on and.... I wanna get away from this place" "Why does it bother you?" I asked and she gulped. "Of course it doesn't..... But I'm damn serious" she started typing on her phone. "If you don't get me out this minute.... I'm gonna tell the girls that this is getting more than consensual" I ruffle my hair and stared at the girl who I am now obviously in love with. This is crazy.... I thought we were getting somewhere. She opened up to me. f*****g begged me to own her and now she's pulling away.... Playing the victim card. "Just give me a minute" I muttered.... I don't think I'm seeing clearly but I don't wait for her to respond as I opened the door, rushed into the room and changed into something more appropriate. I grabbed my key and phone. I will definitely be informing Mia to stock up this place.... And the house needs cleaning too. Without saying a word... I locked up and head for the car, I can feel Alma's eyes on me, why is she looking at me like that?... She doesn't want to stay, did she expect me to force her to stay a little longer?.... God, I hate complicated things. She joined me in the passenger seat and I grit my teeth, feeling my jaw tick, her scent filling my nostrils and I started the car... Pulling out of the house. The ride is eerily quite, I don't think I've ever been this angry about anything before. Watching my carefully, crafted bliss come crashing down has me spiraling. I don't look at Alma.....I don't think I would be able to stand the conflicted looks on her face... I hate this.... She's hot one minute and the next she's pulling away. I should love the chase but it's getting frustrating. This isn't some cat and mouse challenge. It would have been fun if it was, I would have f*****g devoured it but this isAlma being confused... And maybe I'm coming off too strong on her.... Maybe I should give her space. Let her come to terms with what she wants with me. But damn.... That sounds like work. How would I be able to stop myself from seeing her beautiful face everyday? But I think the logical part of me is stronger.