Where We Belong novel (Ava and Blaze) novel Chapter 130

Chapter 130

Slamming my front door shut I let out a frustrated scream. Why did everything between us always end in a fight? Why did he always have to be an asshole?

Going straight towards the fridge I pulled out the bottle of wine and poured myself a glass. When was he going to realise that I was going to support him through everything. I may not like it but I was always going to be there. Half the time I wondered if he actually wanted us to be together and I know it sounds stupid because of everything we've been through but the way he acts sometimes makes me feel like he's trying to push me away.

"Fucking fuck" Putting the glass to my lips I inhaled before taking a sip.

"Ava open the fucking door"..... He was pounding on my front door like a mad man.

Pulling the door open I spilled the wine all over my uniform as he pushed past me. "What the fuck was that all about?" He snapped pacing my front room. "You think you can get away with just fucking driving off like that?".

"I didn't want-...."

"You're my old lady Ava" Storming towards me he took the glass out my hand and sat it on the table. Taking a hold of my chin he pulled my face close to his. "I'm done fighting" And then he was on me. Kissing me, touching me. He was everywhere.

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As we lay his fingers were tickling the bottom of my back. Yes he had just given me mind blowing sex again.

"Sex can't fix everything Blaze" Sighing I pulled the cover over my body. "And I wasn't disgusted earlier, you need to realise I'm going to be here no matter what but I get the feeling you keep trying to shut me out. I've just to stitch you up and be on my way".

"No you dont" He whispered pinning me beneath him as I tried to escape. "My heads all over the place Ava, shits about to go down darlin' and for once in my life I'm scared".

"Why?" I've never seen him like this. He wasn't one for showing emotion it was rare for us to even talk about his feelings.

"Because I have you" He whispered kissing the tip of my nose. "You change everything. You're the one good thing in my life. Back then I didn't care what happened to me because that's club life ride or die but now, I want to come home to you darlin".

"You will" I croakes blinking so my tears wouldn't fall. "You-you have to" I stuttered as he wiped the lone tear that fell. "I almost lost you once Blaze, I can't go through that again. Not knowing if you were going to wake up it almost killed me".

"Gotta be strong baby because I know you are. You can handle your shit when you need too I have no doubts about that but we have to prepare for the worst".

"I don't want to talk about this anymore" Wiping at my eyes I placed my hand on his chest "I can't talk about this" my voice broke, because I knew there was a chance that one day I could lose him.

"We have too Ava I need to know you'll be okay". Stroking the side of my head I pushed his hand away.

"You're talking as if you're going to end up dead" Pushing away from him I pulled my bathrobe on "I told you I can't talk about this". Slamming my bedroom door shut I stormed off towards the kitchen. I needed something to take the edge off.

Sitting at my kitchen table nursing a whiskey he decided to show face an hour later. He wasn't dressed so I knew he wasnt planning on leaving any time soon and that was rare for Blaze, to spend the night with the shit he always had to do.

"I'll be okay" I lied knowing I had to say it so it would make him feel better. I knew deep down that if he was killed I'd be broken.

"You will because you're a Mendez" placing his hands on my shoulders he rested his head on top of mine "Whether you believe it or not Ava you were born for this lifestyle".

"Promise me something".

"What's that?" He asked bending down in front of me.

"That you'll stop shutting me out. I can handle it Blaze and like you said I was born for this lifestyle. I want to be involved, I want to help and you know I can".

"One step at a time baby" Taking the whiskey out my hand he downed it like it was water. "Bed" and before I could object he had me in his arms carrying me up the stairs.

"I don't want you to get hurt" He muttered as we lay in bed, my head against his chest my fingers stroking his stomach.

"I'm tougher than you think and I have an awesome shot. Never missed once when I was practicing" I joked trying to lighten the mood.