Torn (Torn Series) (24 page)

I finally finished the inside of the car and opened the trunk. I hadn’t been back here in forever and God only knew what I’d find. I sucked in a breath as I noticed Drake’s jacket sitting inside from that night all those months ago. I set it carefully aside as I started rummaging through the rest of the contents, debating on what to do with it. I could just give it away, it’s not like he’d missed it all this time.

I sighed as I finished cleaning and hauled the garbage bag to the nearby dumpster and carried his jacket back to my room. I sat it on my bed and went to shower, still debating on what to do with it. It was still sitting there when I returned. I had hoped someone would break in and steal it while I was in the shower and take care of the problem for me, but no such luck. I grumbled to myself as I pulled on a pretty blue jean skirt and a long sleeved shirt. I decided I would just stop by the bar and give it to
Jade or one of the guys. Since it was Saturday, they wouldn’t have a show and hopefully Drake would be anyplace else in the world besides that bar.

             
I took a deep breath before stepping into the bar, holding Drake’s jacket to my chest like a shield. I could do this, just walk up to Jade, drop it off and leave. Glancing around the room I spotted the band sitting at our normal table, but Drake wasn’t with them. Hoping luck was with me for once and he hadn’t just stepped away for a minute, I headed for the table. Jade glanced up and smiled at me. Figuring she was the safest one, I sat down in the chair next to her. “Hey lady, is Drake here?”

She shook her head,
“No he decided to stay home tonight.”

“Oh, well can you give him his jacket for me when you see him then? I’m sure you’ll see him before I do.”

She frowned and shook her head again, “Actually I’m headed home to my parents’ house first thing in the morning since we don’t have any more shows this weekend so I won’t see him until next week sometime. You know, his house is just around the block and I’m sure he’s home, just drop it off.”

             
Warning bells went off in my head. This was so not a good idea. I had been avoiding him like the plague ever since that night, and I was not about to go knock on his door. “Um, that’s ok. I’m sure I’ll see him next week sometime.”

Jade raised her eyebrows at me,
“What’s up with you two? You were practically attached at the hip before you started dating Logan, and now you’ll barely even look at each other. And what was that last night with that Chris guy? I’ve never seen Drake get so pissed off over something like that.”

As soon as she finished speaking, her mouth popped open as the situation clicked in her head. “Oh. My. God. You didn’t! Oh God I can see it in your eyes, you did. Chloe! How the hell did this happen?”

I glanced around at the guys at the table, but most of them had their attention on the girl or girls in their laps
, even Adam. I would have to mention that to Amber later. “Will you be quiet Jade? Yes ok? Yes. But it was a mistake, and not one I intend to do again. Please don’t say anything, I can’t let Logan find out, not like this!”

She nodded,
her eyes still wide, “This is insane woman! Pure insanity! I mean, I noticed you two together a lot, but oh I don’t know. Just a shock I guess, but your secret is safe with me.”

I hugged her tightly,
“Thanks Jade, but you see why I can’t take his jacket back to him. It would be all awkward and embarrassing, and possibly angry. I miss him, but he hates me.”

She pulled back from my hug with a fro
wn on her beautiful face, “Sweetie, that boy could never hate you. Why don’t you take the jacket back to him as an excuse, and then talk about everything with him while you’re there. I know for a fact he misses you, he’s been so down since you quit hanging around.”

I thought her words over. “I guess I could try. It’s not like things can get any worse.”

Chapter Seventeen

It Gets Worse

              I gently knocked on Drake’s front door, hoping he wouldn’t hear me so I could sneak away claiming I had tried. Unfortunately, the front lights flipped on and the door opened. Drake starred at me with a look of disbelief before his face. He quickly masked it over to a look of indifference. Even with his face void of emotion, seeing him took my breath away. He wore only a pair of faded blue jeans low on his hips and a white t-shirt that looked like it had been painted onto this body. The sight might me shiver with desire.

“Chloe, what a surprise.”

I glanced down at my shoe
s before looking back up at him, “Yeah, sorry to bother you. I just wanted to drop your jacket off. I was cleaning out my car and found it. I figured you might want it back.”

I held out his jacket and he took it, slowly looking me over as he did so. “Well thanks. Anything else I can help you with tonight? My bed is only a few feet away.”

I felt heat rush up into my cheeks at the suggestion in his words. I had been safe last night with all of our friends around, but now it was just the two of us and the gloves were off. “Well, uh, no. I better go,” I turned and started walking down the path before stopping and spinning around to face him again, “Actually, yes there is something else.”

I stomped my way back up to him,
“Can I come in so we can talk? Please Drake, I don’t like things being like this between us.”

“I tried to talk to you before you left. You didn’t seem interested.”

“I know, I was an ass and I’m sorry. But we’ve both got to get over whatever this shit is between us.”

I figured he would close the door in my face, but instead he stepped back, allowing me access into his house. I made my way into the living room and sat down on the couch as he followed silently, sitting in the chair across from me. Great, he couldn’t even to stand to be on the same couch as me.

“Look, I screwed up. I know it, you know it, and your bed knows it. I cheated on Logan, I hurt you, and I just all around fucked up ok? But I am so sorry, and God Drake, I just miss you. I miss how close we were. I felt we had something special, and I want to get it back. Can you ever forgive me?” I said the words in a rush, hoping to get them all out at once so I wouldn’t have to say them again.

He studied me silent
ly for a minute before speaking, “Sure Chloe, I can forgive you, but first I need to know which part I’m supposed to forgive. The fact you cheated on your boyfriend with me, or the fact that you fucked me, or the fact that you just ran after said fucking. Or maybe for the fact you ignored me when I tried to talk to you about all of this. Or…”

I stopped him midsentence,
“Ok, I get it Drake. I just miss you. You and I were a mistake, one that I will regret for the rest of my life because I cheated on Logan, and obviously hurt you at the same time whether I realized it or not. I didn’t mean for it to happen, I just want my friend back. I want you back.”

Tears stung my eyes as I poured my heart out to him, but I refused to look away from him. His eyes hardened at my words and he quickly stood and walked over to me.

Kneeling down in front of me, he caught me with a murderous glare, “For someone who misses me so much, you sure seem to regret everything about me. What was I to you Chloe? One of those I’m bored and he’s here fuck? Or just a typical I’ve had a long day and need to blow off some steam fuck? Well I’ve got news for you, I don’t regret it at all. Feeling your skin pressed up against mine, being inside you, hearing you cry out, that was one of the best nights of my life until you fucked it up with all your guilt. I miss you too, but things aren’t going to go back to the way they were Chloe. I’ve felt you, tasted you, and now all I want is more.”

His words stunned
me and turned me on all at once, “Drake…”

“No, don’t even say anything Chloe. When you talk everything gets so screwed up. I want you, and I know you want me too.”

I shook my head at his words, “I can’t Drake. I’m with Logan, I won’t hurt him.”

He leaned in u
ntil he was inches from my face, “You mean hurt him again, because you already did once, whether he knows it or not. You want me and I want you, don’t even deny it Chloe. You’ve wanted me since the beginning, and I was too damn stubborn and proud to take it when you offered. Please Chloe.”

He leaned in to kiss be but I shoved him away. “I don’t want you Drake! Damn it! Damn it all! I want my friend back.”

I stood and turned for the door but he caught my arm and spun me around to face him. “You want me Chloe, and I’m going to show you just how much.” Before I could respond he pulled me against his chest and was kissing me hard.

His lips pressed against mine roughly,
his lip ring cutting into my skin, our teeth hitting together with the force of it. I tried pushed against his chest, fighting him, but his kiss quickly took over. Before I knew what I was doing, I was kissing him back with as much ferocity as he was giving me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer until I felt his hard body everywhere.

He shoved me up against the wall as his hands slipped under my shirt to run his fingers across my stomach, my ribs, until he was cupping my breast through my silk bra, pinching my nipple roughly. He let go of me only long enough to pull my shirt up and over my head. As soon as I was free of my shirt he pressed back up against me and resumed kissing me with so much force and passion I thought I would explode.

My hands ran down his chest and stomach to the bottom of his shirt, and with some tugging, I lifted it from him and threw it across the room. My legs wrapped back around his waist as he lifted me up, and I felt his hardness push up against me. I groaned into his mouth and I felt him smile.

“Do you like that?”

I mumbled something that resembled a yes as his hands moved from my waist to my bra, unhooking it and pulling it down my arms and away from us. Bare chest to bare chest, I felt my nipples rub against him and I moaned again. No one could make me feel passion like this man did, no one could make me feel so alive. I quickly undid the buttons on his jeans and pushed them and his boxers down. I grabbed his hard dick and ran my hand over it fast and hard.

“Oh God Chloe, that feels s
o good,” he groaned into my mouth as his hand slid under my skirt and pushed my thong to the side. I felt his thumb rub over my clit roughly, before thrusting two fingers into me, “Thank God you’re wearing a skirt.”

There was nothing sweet or loving
about this, he was being rough with me, and I certainly wasn’t being gentle with him. I moaned and arched my back trying to take his fingers deeper inside of me.

“What do you want Chloe? Tell
me what you want and it’s yours,” he whispered into my ear, licking as he went.

“Fuck me Drake, please. Fuck me hard and fast.”

He groaned at my words and positioned me over him before thrusting hard and deep into me. I cried out at the feeling of him inside me as he pushed me up against the wall harder, driving into me over and over, harder every time. His mouth caught first one nipple, then the other in his mouth and sucked and bit until I was moaning over and over.

I felt myself tightening and before I knew it, I went over the edge. I had never been very vocal during sex, but with him I screamed his name over and over as I came. With a few final thrusts I felt him shudder as he cried out at his own release.

              He dropped his head onto my shoulder as he stood there trying to catch his breath. “That was amazing Chloe. Seriously.” He slowly pulled out and I instantly felt empty without him. He set me on the ground and stepped back, eyeing me the whole time.

All a
t once, what we had just done hit me. I had cheated on Logan yet again, without so much as a thought to how this would affect him. I slid down the wall until I was sitting on the floor and covered my face with my hands. “Oh my God, what have I done?” I sobbed.

Dr
ake kneeled down in front of me, “Look at me.”

I ignored him as I continued to sob.

“Damn it woman, look at me.”

I shook my head
, refusing to move my hands from my face. If I didn’t look at him, this wouldn’t be real, but if I looked him in the eye I would have to face this, whatever it was. He gently wrapped his fingers around my wrists and pulled my hands to my sides. “Please don’t cry Chloe. I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have done that. This one is all me, I just want you so damn bad and I can’t control myself around you. I care so much about you, why can’t you see that?”

“Why now Drake?
Before when I tried, you shoved me away. If you had said yes, I would have been yours. Now we’ve royally screwed everything up yet again. Why did you have to wait until I was with him?” I sobbed.

He let go of my wrists and gently cupping my face and pulling it up until I was looking at him. “Because,
before we hadn’t known each other very long and you had just told me everything you had to deal with growing up. I knew I was a royal fuck up and I didn’t want to hurt you anymore than you had already been hurt. I’ve got my own demons, my own past Chloe, I knew what they would do to you if you knew, but I felt connected to you from the beginning, but I knew if we slept together you would be just another woman to me. I wanted to get to know you better, and I wasn’t about to throw it all away for one night of rolling around in my bed. And I was right about you, we got to know each other and I fell in love with you. That’s what this is to me, I’ve fallen in love with you, and if you would just give me a chance I could prove it to you.”