I thought she felt the same way, but maybe it wasn't as deep as my love for her. I left and I didn't make contact with either of them. I respected Ric... enough to do as he asked of me. I heard through a friend that not long after she turned eighteen, Madison moved to the next state over to go to college. Rick had just finished college and started working with his father. * That was over two years ago now. I'm still in love with Madison. Two long years now, I'm still in love with a girl I can't. "As you girls know I didn't care about the "onlygirls rule" I'm fine with guys. But I mean he doesn't look like the sortof guy I'd want to live with. Not exactly built, a bit small and weedy."I was a bit offended by that comment, but didn't have time to show it asDanielle went in for the kill."I hate men. I hate men like you. Men that think they can just barge intoa house and live where they aren't wanted. I don't want you living here.Fuck off."I began to get up from the sofa and rush out. ’ I flinched. ‘I don’t drink.’ ‘I meant from downstairs. There’s a Jamba Juice down there.’ ‘I don’t know,’ I said, getting up from the bike. My brain didn’t know, but my body was sure it wanted more than a drink. ‘Are you done working out?’ ‘I am now.’ ‘Well, then, humor me. It’ll only take a second.’ ‘I, somehow, doubt that.’ ‘It’s on your way out…and mine.’ I went with my body. ‘One drink,’ I said, grabbing my iPod and shoving it into the pocket in my shorts. Holden’s answering smile made. You don't even have to ask, demand or order, I just do it. I cross my wrists behind me. Waiting. But hurry, darling. Do hurry. I only have so much patience.The cuffs are cold. In a few short clicks, I'm restrained. You place your hands on my shoulders. You slowly turn me around. Your hands go over the small frame of my shoulders, they come together on my neck, I lift my chin. They move up my neck, closing my eyes, I can feel your fingers in my hair. And with noise of desperation, you.