Destined for Revenge

Chapter 50

Aveliene's pov:

I dressed up in baby blue shirt and jeans shorts. I styled my hairs in messy bun. I stared at the mirror while my mind was constantly going back to Vaughn's pained expression.
I sighed and stepped outside the room.

I really need to talk to Vaughn. Although what he did to me was still fresh in my mind but then why I am feeling that's there is something more to it. I shook my head and made my way towards his study.

I gently knocked on the door but there was no reply. Strange.
I twist the handle and stepped inside. And as I looked up, I saw Vaughn leaning against his study while drinking a huge bottle of red wine which was already left half. His hairs were too disheveled as if he had constantly run his fingers through them. His oceanic orbs lost their charm. His shirts top buttons were also unbuttoned. He looks so frustrated.

Even though what he did to me was not forgivable but deep down in my heart I still cares about him. I don't know why he is suddenly drinking too much. I mean, I don't think Vaughn as a person who drinks so recklessly. There is definitely something wrong with him and I need to know it.

I slowly made my way towards him. I snatched the bottle from his trembling hands.

"Hey, I am drinking it", he protested and tried to take it away from me but I was fast.
"No Vaughn, you have already drank too much. I don't want you too drink further. It's not good for you. And if you got drunk and pass out then it will be difficult for me to handle you, so no more drinking.", I said sternly and put the bottle at far corner of the table near the couch. While he pouted, like a little kid. I would have laughed at his cute antics but right now I need to know the reason why he is drinking too much.

He tried to move with his shaky legs. But was about to fall when I caught his arm. He composed himself and snatched his arm away from me. I was startled by it and gave a confused expression.

"Don't act like you care. Because I know that there is nothing in your heart but hatred for me", he snapped as his expression turns to angry one.

I was shocked that although what he stated should be true but why can't I hate him like I should do. Why still I care about him? Why his sentence instead of making me angry, hurts?

Before I could speak he beats me to it.

"I am surprised that you are still here. I thought you would have left with that......Jeremy", he said with an annoyed expression while saying Jeremy's name. While I looked at him with confusion.

"Why would I go with him?", I asked and he left out a fake cynical laugh.

"Because he likes you and maybe you also likes him. And he is better than me", he said the last part as a whisper but I heard it and was shocked, why is he comparing himself and most importantly what has happened to him that he saying such thing. Is he drunk?

"I don't like him Vaughn, we are just friends, he has already apologized to me for the kiss."I said while trying to make him understand. While he just stared at the window.

"And why the hell you are comparing yourself to him?", I asked while he still stood silent, increasing my anger.

I went towards him and stood infront, and, I stared at his face which looks so tired. And my expression softened.

"Tell me what is wrong with you?", I said softly as it hurts to see him so frustrated.

He ignored eyecontact and looked here and there. So I cupped his face with my hands, forcing him to look at me. I felt a sudden sensation as my hands touched his perfectly carved face.

The moment when we lock eyes I realize something as I stare in those piercing oceanic orbs in which I could drown.

There was something hidden behind those deep blue eyes.
Cause the eyes which were holding anger before now contains guilt.