Can't Hate You

Sorry Charlie

Melissa

On the next day I felt different.. like I would be a part of them and finally being somewhere... Even if it felt a little weird but it was also amazing.

And of course I would help them. No matter if she was my mother or not. That was the first time in my life that I could do something crazy without her being able to punish me or look at me like she was hating me. Sure I was asking myself if I could trust them because they could use me and blame everything on me if thing would go wrong but I knew they wouldn't be that stupid because it was about money.. and I didn't even want the money. I just wanted revenge. I just wanted to drown her in disappointment.

Elijah said he wanted to talk. It was obvious that he was going to use me and only be nice to me because I was the only one who could make this all easy for them.. somehow that was hurting because I felt like I'd never get the chance to really know him..

We didn't have much Time to talk yesterday because the meeting took us literally more than five hours since we needed to plan and start over again and after that we ate and were too tired to talk so we didn't do anything at all.

So this time we sat down on the comfortable garden furniture. It was a very beautiful and peaceful place. I could understand why the girls were relaxing here all the time. Even tho it was getting colder because we were moving towards the middle of autumn but it was still bearable..

I sat down and he was laying. Leaning his hand against a pillow and staring at me without any emotion in his face... when he said nothing I broke the silence.

"I hope I did nothing wrong..."

"I really wouldn't want to embarrass you, I tried my be-" he sat up. He seemed a little tired and upset. I felt like something was wrong and that was making me nervous.

"You're a miracle. You were perfect. They like you."

I nodded totally relieved.. "That's good.." I pulled my knees to myself and leaned my chin on them.

"You said something about your boyfriend."

I closed my eyes when he said that out of nowhere because I could feel the pain that was stinging... Where was this coming from and why did he want to talk about it now? "I really don't... I don't want to talk about it." I said a little irritated.

He sighed. "But I want to." he seemed very serious and mad about it. I didn't know.. for a second I thought he'd actually care because sometimes it seemed like he would.

I took a deep breath.. "What to you want to hear huh?" I asked looking at him. "Do you want to hear that he cheated on me with one of my friends because I..." I just couldn't continue the sentence.. He raised a brow.

"Because you what?" he asked me and I ran my hand trough my hair. "Forget it.."

It would be too uncomfortable for me to talk about that with him... especially because he was older than me... I thought he wouldn't care at all. and my teen problems would seem ridiculous to him.

"Melissa don't piss me off and just f*****g say it."

I looked down and said "You wouldn't even care..."

He seemed even more pissed now and I could understand him because I was pissed at myself too Why did I even want him to care? He had more important things to do than to listen to my tiny stupid problems. Did I really think he'd like me pithing three days? Did I really think he'd be stupid like me? Of course he's already built his walls...

"Of course I don't. I'm just curious about how he could drop something like you and especially for what, like the f**k?!" he said and my jaw dropped. That asshole. I mean usually I was appreciating when people were honest with me but he was way too honest and rude sometimes like this was something serious and I actually felt vulnerable and hurt.. I said nothing.

"Now tell me about it before I get impatient. What made him cheat on you?"

At first I didn't wanted to tell him. I hated how he pressured me to say it like damn boy just leave me alone but it seemed like he wouldn't stop no matter what I was going to say.

"Because I didn't wanted to sleep with him." I said quietly burying my face between my legs hoping I could still avoid that question somehow..

"What?" he asked eyes wide open. "BECAUSE I DIDN'T LET HIM f**k ME, OKAY?" I finally screamed almost losing my s**t. His jaw dropped. I covered my face with my hands and I could feel my chest going up and down faster. My blood was boiling and I felt like s**t because I hated admitting it and it was the same problem with us so that made it worse.

"Why?" he asked me and that was a weird ass question. How should I answer that? I felt a tear rolling down my cheek and I was dying to stop it but I couldn't. God I hated crying so much.. "I wanted it to be something special and I knew that he just wanted my body instead of me. He didn't deserve me." I said with a shaking voice looking straight into his eyes because I was so made and he was just the same.. he only wanted my body.. but I sill didn't want to leave.. instead I wanted to get to know him. What the f**k? I was so stupid.

He looked at me with a clenched jaw and I couldn't stop myself. "Just like you. You men call us woman 'hoes' and claim we're all the same.. but take a look at you.. you only want to use me." I said and wanted to stand up. I didn't want to look into his eyes and make things even more difficult since I knew myself and that I was going to say worse things.. My heart was aching.

Within seconds he grabbed my wrist tightly and made me sit back down. He turned me around to himself and made me look at him. If he was going to tell me to get myself back together or stop being a brat than I was really going to build a wall as well.. I didn't need another shitty man in my life who was only going to leave after acting like he loved me. Maybe I just needed love... and I was afraid of losing..

He looked into my eyes. I wanted to look back into his eyes the way he looked at me but I couldn't so I looked away. I couldn't understand him. He made me feel this type of way sometimes.. then he was soft and I felt like he'd already know mw my whole life.. but then he was acting like an asshole with no heart.

I was waiting for him to say something that would make me mad or break my heart or make me feel comfortable or anything else but instead he pulled me into a close hug out of nowhere s fast that I didn't even have the chance to react and hug him back..

That actually managed to make me feel better.. but also worse because it made me regret how I judged him.. I wanted to give him a chance but I was talking too much and he was talking too less. I didn't know anything about him and this all was going way too fast for me..

"I'm sorry for being that emotional. I know you don't like it." I said trying to hug him too but I couldn't get my arms up. He stroke my head and I don't know the reason but every time he did that I felt better. In these kind of moments he made me feel like a little kitten which was loved.. at least a little bit.. "Sshhh..."

I just kept resting my head on his chest and it was actually very calming... After a while I felt better so I backed off because otherwise I was going to feel something again and I didn't want to feel anything. I wanted to be like him. I didn't want to allow myself any feelings because I always got hurt. I was truly trying to see the good in people but here were no good people left. I could also be like him. Kiss, f**k and next. Everybody was doing that and obviously feelings didn't have a value anymore.

"I like you more when you're teasing me..." he said like he could read my thoughts. I laughed and looked up into his eyes. I was making this all so hard for myself when it as so easy. Did it really matter if I knew anything about him? Did I really need him to care? Did I really want to get to know him and be loved? Probably yes but in this case it didn't because I was stuck with him anyway and I was going to have enough time to do all these things.

We kept staring at each other and I felt his hand on my waist.

As he smiled I couldn't take it anymore.

"I want to kiss you.."

He looked a little surprised and confused but shrugged and said "Then do it."

I made a move and got on top of him. I could feel his d**k between my legs and his hands on my waist. Then I held his face in my hands and kissed him. It felt so good I never wanted it to stop. He was tasting so good that I was questioning myself if I could make it without any feelings.

I felt his hand going under my shirt. I knew he was hard as f**k. And in that moment I was ready to let him do everything he wanted. I was weak... for him.. well not for him. I was weak for what he was doing with me.. for his hands touching my body.. for his lips crashing into mine.. so I also only wanted his body before getting to know his soul.. I wasn't better than him..

I felt his tongue... he began to kiss my neck ad a little moan escaped my mouth. He left love bites -which weren't lovely at all- and I was breathing hella fast.

"I want to hear my name babygirl." he whispered in my ear... "Daddy..." I moaned.

As long as he was going to please me I was going to say it no matter how often he wanted. I mean that's how it worked, right? That's how it should work because it was making everything easier..

Then I felt his hand going down my lower belly straight to my... and that's all. We heard Maria's voice.

"Mr. Dalton?" I looked at him and bit my finger. He was so angry. "f**k!" he screamed with a deep voice which was turning me on extremely.

"Why does this always have to happen?" he was so pissed.

" just wanted to say that Melissa's phone is ringing the whole time."

I raised a brow and looked at her. That's what she interrupted us for?

"Who's calling?"

"Someone named Charlie."

I held my breath and looked at Elijah. He looked curious and mad.

"I'm coming.." I said and stood up getting off of him. "I'll be right back daddy." I said but he grabbed my wrist again. He looked up into my eyes since I was standing and he was a little bit shorter than me. "Is that a guy? I swear if you're messing with me-.."

What was going to happen if I would mess with him and Charlie would be a guy? Nothing. We weren't dating.. we weren't important to each other. We barely knew each other. There was no other bond than lust between us. He had no reason to be pissed at all.

I shrugged. "Doesn't matter. Does it?"

I freed my hand gently and walked upstairs. I saw that she called me 17 times what was a lot... When the phone started ringing in my hand I started panicking a little bit but finally answered.

Elijah

I needed to know if Charlie was a boy or a girl. There couldn't be anybody else than me.. or any of her old friends which she could tell some shit.. I needed to cut them out of her life..

Melissa

"WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? I WAS BEYOND WORRIED!" she was screaming so loud and I tried to be quiet. Actually I've gone silent because I was a little hurt and mostly angry at her. Yes I loved her and she was my best friend but I went though all that s**t at the club alone. Why wasn't she by my side? Why wasn't she the one who came and 'saved' me? Why did it have to be Elijah? And now she was blaming me for disappearing?

"Everything's okay you don't need to worry." I knew that she wouldn't believe me and she was probably calling me because my mom told her to. She probably already knew about what happened with her. Otherwise she would know that I'd be pissed at her and wouldn't calm me before I calmed down.

"Melissa where are you? Your mom told me you just ran away with your boyfriend.. since when do you have one? Why didn't you tell me?" she actually seemed worried but damn she was talking too much. Couldn't she just leave ma alone and shut up? Ew I was turning into Elijah in such a short time...

"Charlie I.."

"Just tell me where you are. I'll pick you up and we'll talk about it. Everything will be fine. He definitely is having a bad influence on you!"

"No he's not! He-" I didn't continue because maybe he had a bad influence on me. Maybe confused me and changed the way I was thinking.. but that was none of her business..

"Is he forcing yo to stay with him?" she asked and I rolled my eyes..

"I can't tell you where I am.." I said totally serious but also a little sad about it.. I didn't want it to end like this..

"Is he treating you good?" she asked me I could hear the disappointment in her voice which made m feel awful but I needed to lose these feelings so I closed my eyes.

"Yes.. he is treating me good.." I answered not knowing if that was the truth.. suddenly I saw Elijah coming in.

"Will you come back again one day?"

I looked at him and saw my future... that doesn't mean that I fell in love with him or saw myself totally in love with him or anything. I hated him. It was a hate-love relationship.. I just liked being with him... I just knew he was going to be my future. No matter if we would start a war against each other or be friends with benefits or anything else.. I just wanted to stay.

"I don't think so.." I said and hung up before giving her the chance to say something...

"Who was that?" he asked me and I didn't answer..

"Melissa is Charlie a boy?"

"No Elijah-"

"Excuse me?"

"No daddy. She's my best friend. And she's a girl!"

I put my phone away and I was kinda disappointed. Disappointed in myself, in Charlie, in Elijah.. in everything. I hated these mood swings, how confused I was and desperately trying to find the right way.

"What did you tell her?"

"That I won't come back home."