41. Margo
Chapter 41
Margo
M y lips crashed against Liam’s. There was nothing but happiness that filled me as he confessed his love.
“And I love you, Charming.” A smile tugged my lips.
He dragged me closer, his fingers stroked my back, then up to my neck. His other hand had tangled themselves in my hair.
I moaned into the kiss, desperate for more.
His hands further roamed my body. He tugged at my nipples, I arched into him, my hands mapped out his strong back.
Liam pushed to his feet and ripped his shirt over his head. He grabbed a condom from the drawer in his nightstand, and ripped it open with his teeth.
He put the condom on, but I couldn’t help but admire his physique.
I sighed as my eyes scanned and watched his tattoos, I placed my hand delicately on top of the thunder and lightning.
Liam was now on top of me again, he parted my legs wide with his thighs, his dark eyes full of need and want. He kissed me, which eased him.
Liam finally entered me again, my eyes closed.
“Fuck, Raine. I missed you.” His lips brushed my ear, his voice was raw.
We connected in such a profound way. The way he looked at me was the way I wanted to be looked at. He held my heart in his hand.
With every thrust, I felt more like we were made to be together. We had our ups and downs, but there isn’t even a question that he didn’t live in my mind, heart, and my soul.
His voice was in the back of my head, keeping me going through every hit, slap, bruise that was given by Ben.
Liam kissed me like I was his salvation. I started to tremble, my walls tightened around his cock. I saw stars dancing before my eyes.
Liam took a breath, exploding inside of me, our fused lips stayed connected to swallow each of our moans.
We both separated and breathed out in unison.
“We can be friends that kiss.” I uttered with a laugh as Liam turned to kiss me.
“Shut up, Raine.”
And so, I shut up.
LIAM
M argo and I both lay there, our breaths slowly returning to normal. As the morning light crept through the curtains, it casted a soft glow over the room.
I turned to face her, a sense of hope bloomed in my chest.
She placed her hand on my chest, she twirled her finger around my tattoo, “When did you get these…” She mumbled as I smiled, “When you gave me your list.”
She smiled, “But you hate thunderstorms.” She whispered, in a way it sounded like she was teasing me.
“I do.” I said plainly.
I picked up her hand and guided it through the rain, throughout the tattoo.
“But the rain, makes it bearable.” I whispered as her eyes held a sparkle.
“The tattoo is… me?” She sprouted up, “You call me, Raine!” She exclaimed and I laughed.
“I guess you got lucky.”
Margo came back down and curled into bed with me again, her heat had calmed me.
“I can’t believe it; you’re here with me. Just you and I again, together like we are supposed to be.” I breathed out as she sighed.
But it wasn’t a sigh of relief. It was like there were words that were lodged in the back of her throat.
“Liam,” She started, her voice was soft yet firm, “I need to tell you something.”
My heart thudded in my chest as I waited for her to continue. Margo sighed deeply; she looked away from me.
I pulled away from her grasps. I could tell this wasn’t going to be good.
“I can’t leave him, Liam. I can’t leave my fiancé.”
The words hit me like a punch to the gut, I sat up and stared at her in disbelief. “What? But after everything we’ve been through, after last night… I thought…”
Margo sat up too, she pulled the sheet around her. “I'm sorry, Liam. I really am, but I can’t just walk away from him. This is a lot more than just a marriage to me, this wouldn’t be fair to my parents.”
A wave of anger surged through me. “Fair? What about what’s fair to me? You let me believe we had a chance, that we could finally be together!”
Margo’s eyes filled with tears, but she held her ground. “I never meant to hurt you, Liam. But I have to go back to Ben.”
I got out of bed, pacing the room. “So that's it? You’re just going back to him like nothing happened?”
She stood up, her eyes pleading. “I don’t want to lose you, Liam. I want you in my life, even if it’s just as friends.” She walked towards me, “You even said it last night, we can be friends that kiss.”
“THAT WAS A FUCKING JOKE!” I screamed.
I shook my head, unable to look at her. “I can’t do that, Raine. I can’t just pretend that what we have doesn’t mean anything.”
She reached out to touch my arm, but I pulled away. “Liam, please...”
I turned to face her, my heart breaking. “No, Raine. You made your choice. You just can’t help but keep using me.”
“I’m not trying to use you Liam.” She whispered in a husky voice.
I couldn’t look at her.
My mouth wouldn’t open to let words spill out.
But at this point what did I have to lose? I already screamed at her earlier.
“What are we doing?” I finally said as I turned around.
“You tell me.” She breathed out, “You tell me that I shouldn’t care about you when I know you still care about me.”
Margo looked at me with the same glistening blue eyes that I fell in love with. There was hope that was laced in her expression.
“We can just be friends.” She muttered as I rolled my eyes.
“Just friends? Who are we kidding Margo, I look at you like you are my whole world, and I know you look at me the same way.”
“I can’t not have you.” Her voice shook, “I need you.”
She took a step closer, her breath wavered as she closed the distance between us. “I can’t do this, Margo.” I said, “You’re asking me to have an affair.” My voice trembled as the weight of my words knew they were heavy.
“We can’t pretend like there isn’t anything between us Liam. You can date as many different girls as you want but you can’t replace us.”
Her eyes filled with tears, a spark of defiance laid on them, “So this is what that’s about.” I laughed.
“Margo I’m pretty sure that you didn’t fucking care how I felt with our whole, friends that flirt ordeal until you found out I was seeing someone new.” I accused.
“It’s not that.” She said.
“You didn’t care, until for one second you found out that I might be moving on and, was a little bit less miserable?” I glowered as she took a step back from me.
“Are you calling me selfish?” She criticized.
I shook my head, “Yes. I am.”
There was a silence that blew in the room.
“I don’t understand why you can’t just leave Ben, be with me. Why can’t we just be together? Why does it always have to be so complicated?”
“You made it complicated.” She whispered.
“What?” I tilted my head.
“YOU LEFT ME IN GREECE, LIAM!” She screamed at me with anger filled pupils.
“You left me all alone! I come back here, and two girls are on you! You act like you didn’t know me and I get punished for trying to move on, from the heartbreak that you caused me. I was supposed to let it go that quickly?” She seethed.
She laughed like she was fed up.
“You are the selfish one, to think that I would just go back to you so fucking quickly. Things now aren’t that simple; we aren’t in Greece anymore. You can’t lie your way into my heart.” She fought back the tears.
She took another step back, “We’ve both got our own lives, our own responsibilities. I have other people to think of, than just you. I can’t throw everything away because of your beck and call.”
“We’ve both made mistakes Margo.” I calmly said.
“I know that. You’ve hurt me, I’ve hurt you. I just––,” Margo walked back closer to me.
She shook her head, frustration etched on to her face, “What about us? What about how we feel? How do we ignore this?”
I took Margo’s hands and held them.
I sighed as I ran my thumb across her cheek, “I don’t know Raine, maybe… it’s for the best that we don’t see each other anymore. If this is how we are acting when we are together, we can’t just be friends.”
“Liam, I’m asking you please don’t do this.” A tear fell down her eyes.
“I’m exhausted, Margo. You hurt me over and over again and I’m just supposed to take it. You have so much control over me that I answer at your beck and call.” I confessed.
“You have so much control over me that I have sex with you when you told me to forget about how you are going to be married. You have so much control over me that my heart physically pains when I hear your name.”
She looked at me with a mixture of sadness and anger, but I could tell that the anger wasn’t towards me.
“You have so much control over me that, I have a fucking date tonight with a really awesome girl and I’m over here begging for you back.”
“You want to talk about fair? This isn’t a game anymore. You are fucking piercing a knife into my heart over and over again.”
I let out a breath.
“I’m done being controlled by you, Margo.” I pulled my shirt on.
“This,” I gestured to the both of us, “This isn’t love. This is torture, this is anguish, and this is fucking toxic.”
“Leave me alone from now on Margo.” I seethed.
“I can’t.” She argued as I looked at her.
“Then leave Ben!” I yelled as sobs fell down her cheek.
“I can’t, Liam please.” She begged as I closed my eyes to relieve the pain, she was causing me.
“You don’t love me enough.” I said thickly as she cried.
“But I do love you, Liam.” She answered as I shook my head and pulled away.
“Then, stop loving me.” I said plainly as her hands pulled away from me.
She opened her mouth to say something, but stopped, as if I would burn her if she laid a hand, back on me.
“Okay, If that’s what you want. I guess there’s nothing left for me to say.”
Margo gathered up her things.
I stood in silence for what felt like an eternity, the weight of unspoken words hung between us. Then, without another word, Margo turned and walked away.