Gavin Belgave

"great. you can order pad thai,” she didn’t glance back at him while she turned to pull a beer bottle out of the fridge. “i’ll take mine with chicken.”

❝ Are you insane? ❞ She questioned, blinking a couple of times. She had an out, an escape here in the middle of the damn woods. ❝ So what, you're trying to prove that I have to listen to every damn beck and call you make? ❞ She questioned as she reached down to grab her bag. Her heart was slamming against her chest, throat dry. She hoped that her service worked and wasn't too spotty.

Gavin grabbed a hold of her hair so she could look at him. "Maybe I am insane." The guy was clearly a psychopath. Forcing a kiss on her this time and then pulling her head back. "Now get out before you test me any further. You do not ignore me when I call, you got that?!"

Wincing when he pulled her hair, her eyes were forced to his, hand reacting to hold onto his wrist. Insane was an understatement… she tried to give him the benefit of the doubt and he ruined that. Lips pressed hot against hers as her eyes stayed on his. Just don’t fucking cry. ❝ Fine. Got it. ❞ She breathed and pushed open the car door to get out. Middle of fucking nowhere.

❝ Are you insane? ❞ She questioned, blinking a couple of times. She had an out, an escape here in the middle of the damn woods. ❝ So what, you're trying to prove that I have to listen to every damn beck and call you make? ❞ She questioned as she reached down to grab her bag. Her heart was slamming against her chest, throat dry. She hoped that her service worked and wasn't too spotty.

Gavin grabbed a hold of her hair so she could look at him. "Maybe I am insane." The guy was clearly a psychopath. Forcing a kiss on her this time and then pulling her head back. "Now get out before you test me any further. You do not ignore me when I call, you got that?!"

❝ Gavin stop, ❞ She started when he sped up on the gas seeing the needle going higher and higher. Her hand landing on the side of the seat. ❝ Stop! ❞ She begged until her body jolted forwards, head as well as the seat belt dug into her, hand slamming against the dashboard. ❝ No! I think you're fucking insane! Where the hell are we going? ❞ She swallowed the lump in her throat as her bag was flown down to her feet, eyes glancing down towards it. If she could grab her phone, maybe she could call the last number she texted.

The second she yelled, Gavin eased off the gas. Not because she told him to. Because he'd made his point. A lesson that he was to not be fucked with. The car had then gone back to normal and he looked back to her. Not answering her question, but driving that eventually led to the middle of the woods. "Get out."

❝ Why the hell wouldn’t I ghost you?! ❞ she found herself laughing at the idea as to why he thought in any world she would talk to him. She pressed her lips together tasting the blood that was on her cut lip. ❝ I have a job, real actual friends who are shit people like you. ❞ she couldn’t have bite back the jab at him as he drove. No idea where the hell he thought he was taking her.

The laugh hit a nerve faster than the insult did. his grip on the steering wheel whitening for a second before his foot pressed harder on the accelerator. The engine growled and the car surged forward, what would be shoving her back into the seat as the scenery outside blurred a little faster. "Keep laughing." The speedometer continued creeping upward. Until he then slammed on the breaks on what some would call it whiplash. "Still fucking funny?" Again, he pushed down on the accelerator just as fast going through a red light.

"Is that supposed to make you less threatening?" Fitz questioned, with a genuine look of what the fuck?? written across his features. "Are you admitting to disappearing people, Gavin? What the bloody hell does that even mean?" He could hardly believe the other man had such bold, uncaring behavior. The two of them were night and day. How could they actually be related in any sense?! "Because it sounds bad, you realize. Like you're out here hiding bodies."

There was a slight jump in her shoulders when the door slammed. The collision to her face made her hand reach up to hold it as her eyes watered. Whatever you do… don’t cry. She had been avoiding him. Declined his calls. Deleted his texts. Hell barely went to her own home to stay away from him. Her jaw was tight as she blinked away the water that filled them, turning her head to look at him. ❝ I’ve been busy… ❞

Swallowing, she didn’t fight him when he grabbed her arm all over again. ❝ Okay! I’m going. ❞ Evie had pulled her arm slightly opening the passenger side to his car to slip inside of it. There was no use in fighting it. She always knew it made the situation worse. ❝ What do you want Gavin? ❞ She questioned when he got inside, her arm already hurting.

Loosening his grip he watched as she opened the passenger door then letting her arm go completely. Then slamming the door shut, making his way around and starting the car. A punch went to her face, there was no hold back. Nearly full force on her jaw. "You purposely avoiding me, huh?!" His voice raised, "'Cause I've called. I've texted. I've shown up, and every damn time you've found some excuse to disappear." He scoffed and shook his head. His jaw tightened. "Look at me when I'm talkin' to you."

It was like all the colour left her face when she was waving to Birch and Matt for the night heading to get into her car when that’s what her eyes landed on Gavin. Leaning against the car like he had owned the place. Her bag dropped of of her shoulder looking at him. ❝ Why the hell would I go anywhere with you? ❞ she kept as much distance as possible, her hand sliding against her arm. She didn’t need Ryker, hell he still didn’t know… but she she wished that he was around so she could call someone.

Now it was just her and him. The look on his face hadn't changed. Noticing her reaction, he pushed himself off the car and walking quickly towards her. "I said get in the fucking car." Grasping her arm tightly. "You want me to break your arm?...get in the fucking car." Again, not a request.

"how long are you staying here?" there wasn't an answer that would make her kick him out, but there were a few that would make her open a window. "i was going to order delivery."

Gavin watched as Ivy made her way around the apartment. It was small but it was a space for him to sleep when he needed it. "I was thinking about staying a couple days maybe. But I will be in and out on occasion." Licking his lip once, "I could use some take out. Whatever you like."