Thread: What Do You Fear? [randomname98766789 and Amaranthine]

As long as I have a say in it, you will never face life without me by your side. This new relationship would cause Bryce to act more cautious than ever before. Sure, he wanted to be the protector whenever possible but risking his life unnecessarily was no longer an option. The last thing he wanted was to cause their time together to end abruptly. Be prepared, though. I call you my Princess and I sure as hell will treat you like one. Be prepared to have me carry you places and to have me hold you every second of the day that I can. If Bryce had any major qualms about past relationships, the girls he dated did not enjoy physical touch as much as most girls did. With Alicia, it felt like she never could get enough while other girls were shy about even holding hands in public. Honestly, Alicia had clung to him more than any girlfriend had. It was not something Bryce ever regretted, either. I meant it earlier if you never want to let me go, then dont. Of course, this was both figuratively and literally. If Alicia wanted to fucking jump onto his back and have him walk everywhere like that, Bryce would have done it. Grinning at the thought, Bryce decided to reveal a fantasy of his but this was not unlike any typical fantasy a guy might have. It was not anything sexual. Ive always wanted to play with your hair while your head was in my lap. Weve done that briefly before but I always wanted to have the chance to kiss you while I did it. He made the suggestion, hoping shed lay her head down in his lap so he could both play with her hair and kiss her while they talked. -------------------- Youre right. The only thing you cared about was yourself. Fucking someone else was a priority for you, though. I know that much. It made Nick wonder how many times this happened. Common sense told Nick that if it happened once, it likely happened multiple times. Nick often wondered if she even cared about him at all. Was she with him for the sole purpose of drugs? Sometimes he shared with her and vice versa. Now that he reflected, there was hardly any emotional connection between them. What did they share in common? They never talked about feelings or their past. Nick wanted that, however. At times, he tried to actually talk with Anna but that never ended well. She would either never allow it to happen or shed just pass out from the drugs. Sometimes it was his fault, too. He started shutting her off if she ever prodded him about anything in his life. Why didnt you just tell me you wanted to fucking call it quits? I wasted time trying to figure out how the hell to please you. If all you wanted was to fuck, you should have told me that instead of making me think it was something else. I dont even know why the hell we were together in the first place. My dumbass let myself get drawn into your trap. I should have known you could only care about yourself. Everythings always about you, anyways. There it was the emotions were flowing. Gradually, as Nick talked, his voice became more laced with emotion. The only emotion there was anger. He was pissed off at himself, at Anna, at the world. Out of all the people in Los Angeles, how the fuck did he end up stuck with her on this damn yacht? More importantly, how long did either of them last before they threw the other off into the water? Nick just wanted to hurry and reach land so they could get some distance. He almost wanted her to just fucking leave when they landed. There was nothing good that could result from being here together.