His Dark Cold Love { Book 1 }

13. Love The Way You Lie.

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He was looking straight into my eyes, and it felt like he was digging through secrets within my eyes. Logan let's go of my arms and takes a step back, running his hand through his hair.

"My name is not Anna, it's Ariella Rose Sterling. I was born in 1995, Chicago, IL. My mom died when I was 12, my dad left my mom the minute he heard she was pregnant, and I am currently an orphan. I am no near called Anna." I shouted him. 

"I -" I interrupted him.

"I don't know what happened between you and Anna, but I do know it left you being a cold hearted bastard! I can do whatever I want to do, you know why? 'Cause I'm Ariella, I don't take anyone's consent before I make a decision for myself. So screw you!" I was started to leave the room. 

I was suddenly yanked, and in a quick swift movement a hand meet my cheeks. Pain stings on my left cheeks, and tears freely flow. The slap was so powerful, that I lost my balance, and my body met  the floor. 

"DON'T EVER INSULT ME YOU WENCH! Don't expect me to just stand there while you insult me. So what, I messed up on your stupid name! I can call you anything, hell, what to do with you. " he shouted on me. 

The  pain was unbearable, I couldn't even stand up, and fight with him. His arms grab my shoulder and pull me up, meeting his face, I kept my head down, and eyes far away from his.

"The reason I told you about Anna so you have the least decency to never ask me about her, didn't you see the effect I get, always remebering her. Do you?! DO YOU?!?" Logan said, shaking me. 

He lets go of my arms, and leaves the room, but beofre he does, he looks back and says." You might look like her, but you'll never be her." he says,  then he left. 

 I again just stand there, alone probably cope what just happened, like always. 

I know, is what I wanted to say to him. Nothing came out this time, What he said too me, when he said he loved me, was all not true. Just the passed feeling came down. 

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The light of the room flicked on, I was on my bed, lying down, still in  my dress, and my eyes soared and squitning from the burst of  the light. 

"Ariella, you're not ready!?" Kate stood by my bed, silky blue pajama full sleeve button down shirt, and comfortable lookin' pants. 

I looked at her, and again buried my head in the pillow. She went into my closet, and the sounds of her screaming at me of how I am irresponsible, immature, and can't get my timing right. I smile curves on my lips, because it reminds me of how my mom's reaction would be when I used to wake up late for school. 

The sound of rummaging in my closet comes through, and Kate comes out.

"Come on, go feshen up, and put these on." she throws the clothes on the chair, and yank the blanket from my body.

"Are you okay?" she asks, now concerned.

I give her a 'mmhhhmmm' sound, and get up, not looking at her, and straight went in the bathroom. I take the clothes with me on the way. 

I look in the mirror and see my eyes have bags and smeared from all of the crying, and my left cheek has a swollen red bruise, it was just so hard to look at. I couldn't take this outside, everyone will ask questions, and I can't even bare talking to anyone right now.