Summary:
Sometimes a misunderstanding can be such a trivial thing, yet she had let it upset her. Now however he was trying to apologise and she was ignoring him? So what ultimately happens when she refuses to pick up the phone...
O.C :
Ember, dark hair, easily angered, fun and easy to shock.
Inspiration:
crack lyrics, cell phones and making up :}
A/N:
A little bit of citrus is always good for the soul~ the song used in this story is Pick up the phone by Ronnie Radke :D
* * *
Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system
YEAH!
Please record your message
[Beep]
Pick up the phone
Answer your text
Well, I apologize about last night
I really did not mean to disrespect
***
Ember stared at her phone for the fifth time that hour as her boyfriend tried to contact her. She sighed, rolling her eyes as she rejected the call turning her phone on silent.
It wasn't the first time they had fought, nor was it the last, that she knew for certain. Maybe she was been harsh on the Dane, maybe he deserved it, she couldn't decide as she put a movie on and flopped down on the couch, irritated.
***
You
You better be alone
No I'm not obsessed
But if I catch you with somebody else
You know that I am gonna be upset
I truly believe that the reason I'm here
Is to tell you the truth that your ending is near
Oh, One day you must look at yourself in the mirror
I still don't think that you are hearing me clear
You must understand that our friendship is done
Justified by the person that you have become
And because of the fact that enough is enough
Now I'm the one that is holding the gun!
* * *
Mathias sat in his room, ready to pull his hair out of his head. Why out of all the women he had dated, why did Ember have to be so stubborn. Staring at his phone he hit the dial button again, staring at his screen, waiting for her to answer. "Come on pick up the phone..." He muttered as yet again he got her voice mail. Sure he would admit he was in the wrong. But he would never admit that to her. That's where his flaw was.
The Dane sighed as he stared at his cellphone texting her over and over again. "I'm sorry." "I was a jerk." " It won't happen again." "Just please pick up the phone." Mathias ran a hand through his hair as he glanced at the time on his phone. She hadn't spoken to him since she had left.
Grabbing his keys, Mathias ran down the steps and out to his car, he was going crazy not been able to talk to her, hear her voice. Apologise to her and hold her close. His mind was swirling with thoughts, none of them good. He had to set his mind at ease.
***
Whoa
This will be the end of us
I have tried way too many times to heal
I have loved you so much it hurts me dear
And this, this will be the end of us
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Pick up the phone
Well, I apologize about last night
I really did not mean to disrespect
* * *
Ember wasn't sure what the time was. She glanced at her tv noticing that her movie had finished playing. Turning her tv off she walked to her bed room and fell down on her bed. Picking up her phone she stared at the front screen. -34 miss calls, 72 unread texts- she sighed rolling her eyes, scrolling through the texts when she felt her blood boil.
A sudden knock in her door had her stomping down her passage and ripping the said door open. "What the hell do you want!?" She growled trying to slam the door shut, but to no avail. Denmark pushed it open and walked in closing it.
"I came because you aren't picking up your phone or replying to my texts, how many times do you want me to apologise?"
She glared daggers at the man who stood before her. "You are an absolute jerk. I am so mad at you for that today, why did you even take that picture from that girl, why get her number when you always told me I was enough?" She shouted at him, shaking from rage.
* * *
Pick yourself up
Up off the floor
Wipe the tears from off your face
Because the cops are knocking on the door
They're gonna wanna know what's up!
Better tell them that you fell
'Cause when they see the bruises on my face
They're probably taking both of us to jail
And I'm sick and tired of fighting each other
The lying, the crying, the calling your mother
The calling of names, I'm bothered and smothered
We kiss and make up, and get under the covers
A dangerous cycle I don't understand
The kicking, the screaming, the breaking of lamps
I'll be damned if I see you with some other man
If I cannot have you, then nobody can
***
"You are enough damn it!" He growled at her walking up to her, pulling her into a deep kiss. "I don't give a hell what you keep thinking, but you are the only person I want." Mathias spoke lower, kissing her again. He pulled her close tangling one hands fingers in her hair so she couldn't pull away from him.
His other hand only moved when he felt her body slowly relax against his. Picking her up and hooking her legs around his hips, he made his way to her bedroom, kicking the door shut as he half stumbled in.
He fell onto the bed with Ember still holding onto him, neither wanting to break the kiss they shared as Mathias slowly started working her jeans open. "Never do this again to me." He growled out.
"Do what?" Ember asked sounding slightly breathless as she gazed up at him half in a daze.
"Never not answer your phone... It drives me insane when I can't contact you."
She yelped at the force he used to rip her top off her. There was no foreplay, then again Mathias never really wasted his time with such things. Ember swallowed hard as she watched him through lidded eyes. He was completely dominating her the way he knew she loved. He stared down at her before roughly grinding his hips against hers.
Ember gasped as she pulled him close. "Ma-Mathias!" She whimpered out at the delicious friction between them. She was already soaked and she knew he was well aware.
He smirked down at her before striping her completely, he was aware that she was already half gone, he was certain because he was as well. He had been craving her so badly, his erection hurt.it was in his next breath that he rid himself of his pants and sunk into warmth without warning.
Ember moaned lowly arching against him, pulling him closer, moving her hips against his, truing to keep his rhythm until he started pounding into her so hard she could hardly breath yet alone utter out a single word.
* * *
Whoa
This will be the end of us
I have tried way too many times to heal
I have loved you so much it hurts me dear
And this, this will be the end of us
Death do us part
I thought you would never go straight
For my heart
I'm better off living in Hell
Pick up your phone
(Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system)
Pick up your phone
(Please record Your message)
Pick up the phone
[Beep]
* * *
She lay beneath him, writhing, mewing, clawing at him back feeling her orgasm loom nearer and nearer until she couldn't take it anymore. She came hard, her muscles clenching around Mathias and he sped up even more driving himself until finally he spilled himself in her, haunting heavily, his always perfect hair a mess.
Moving gently he pulled himself out of her and pulled her close to him, nuzzling her hair. "I love you Ember, you will always be enough." He whispered into her hair as he watched her fall asleep in his arms.
~So just please... pick up the phone~
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