Playing The Player

The Bet.

I woke up once again, I tried to sit up but I shuddered in exhaustion and pain as I instantly fell back down and curled my head into my legs. A million thoughts ran through my head as I tried to wake myself fully.

My mouth and throat were dry. My head ached and my thighs, torso and wrists felt numb.

A silhouette entered my vision.
"D- Demetrius?" I asked weakly. Searching the room, still half blind.

"He's outside sweetheart." An unfamiliar voice replied.

I winced in a sharp pain as I attempted to sit up to get a better vision of the room, that was light and airy but still made me feel isolated and trapped because of how cold and small it was.

"Where.. I want my mother.." I demanded.

"She hasn't come, we tried calling her so many times. Any idea where she may be?"

I started to tear up. I was in need to comforting and help. I couldn't think straight or even see straight. My own mother wasn't here, but she was running off with my dad..

"I don't want to be here, can I go home? Please.." I said gloomily before crying, which made my stomach hurt horribly.

That's when Demetrius came in with the fakest smile I had ever seen.

"Hey princess, how are you holding up?" I could see the worry on his face, his beautiful green eyes looked dull and tired.

"I feel okay I guess." Trying my best not to scream because of how angry I was at myself. But Demetrius knew that I was feeling crappy and not okay whatsoever.

The nurse left the room to provide privacy, that's when I began to cry my heart out.

Demetrius attempted to calm me but I just wanted my mother and ice cream. He walked over and sat beside me on the small, uncomfortable hospital bed and wrapped me in his arms tightly.

"Why me?" I weeped into his shoulder. It was silent in the room and all I could hear was my own heavy breathing and

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there.. This is all my fault, I should have-"

Before he could finish his sentence I cut him off "Stop, it wasn't your fault. I'm the one that drove the crappy ca-"

The sound of my ringtone interrupted me lecturing him, Demetrius grabbed my phone from behind me and looked at the name plastered across the screen.

"Is it my mom?!" I sat up.

"Yeah, do you want to talk to her?"

I hesitated. Did I want to talk to my ignorant mother?

"Yes, please.."

He passed me the phone with the cutest smile ever and I answered, lifting the phone to my ear.

My mom sounded hysterical. "Laia?! Are you okay, what happened?! I'm on my way now."
Now she cared? I had barely seen her the entire week. She's obviously been with my dad but doing what? Making out? Arguing?

"Laia?" She asked.

I had completely zoned out.

"I'm fine mom. Thanks for being here, really."

"I'm sorry baby, just wanted to check in. We'll be back soon!" '

'We'll' typical of her. I hung up the phone and let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding.

As Demetrius grabbed the phone from me, his arm hit my torso, right where all my bruises were, making me yell in pain.

"I'm sorry.. I- Did I do that?" He studied my face anxiously waiting for me to answer.

"Calm down lover boy, I'm okay" I teased. Demetrius tensed up. He looked so hot in the moment, looking down at me with his jaw clenched and soft eyes glimmering in the mere sunlight that entered the room through the small window, he looked like he hadn't slept at all.

"How long have I been here?" He sighed. "2 days."
I thought maybe a few hours. How could I have slept a whole 2 days let alone still not have healed one bit.

I lifted my hand from my lap and placed it on his left cheek, then moving to the back of his neck. He must have actually cared about me if he had waited outside for me to wake or gotten worried every time I showed pain.

Was I, Laia the player actually falling for someone right now? No, I can't, I'll just end up being hurt more. I sat there playing with his hair as he smirked and just stared at me, which gave me huge butterflies.

I just have to break his heart before he breaks mine first... It's not like he could ever like someone like me anyways, when he could have almost anyone.

I wasn't going to let him play me. I pulled his head forward so that our lips were just an inch away. I have to reel him in, make him fall for me, then leave him stranded. I'll most likely be moving soon anyways. I could feel his breathing on the bottom of my neck.

Our eyes were locked and neither one of us blinked. I could see it in his eyes, how much he wanted me. And I felt bad for playing him like this, but it's the only way to protect myself.

Just as I was about to kiss him, the horrible memories of the previous night had all come back into my mind, I let go of the back of his neck and fell down, slumping into the hard bed and started hyperventilating.

I squinted my eyes and buried my face in my palms, to get rid of the images. Which was, honestly embarrassing but I didn't care in the moment. I just wanted the whole night to never have happened. Yet another tear rolled down my cheek and I turned away from Demetrius, I was not going to let him see me cry again.

"I have to tell you something.." He said, but it didn't seem good, it sounded like a confession he felt bad about.

"What?" What was he going to say? I like you? I don't like you? Something completely different? I could feel his heart racing, whatever it was, he was nervous about saying it.

"I've been playing you this whole time." It hurt a bit, I'll admit but it's not like I didn't already know. I actually accidentally started laughing a little bit. "I'm serious Laia."

He looked pretty guilty. Was it an act or was he genuinely feeling bad about playing me?

"I know Demetri. I caught on long ago, I've been playing your little game." His face looked like he'd just seen a ghost. "And I was thinking we'd make it official." I held out my hand. "Your sneaky aren't you?" He shook his head and smiled.

"First one to fall, loses?" He grabbed my hand and winked. "Don't act like you don't already love me baby." I winked back at him.

"Why do we have to shake on it though, I'd rather kiss you. Your not going to let me kiss you anymore." He was so childish, but cute.

"We can do both, don't worry."

And so we shook hands, kissed and made it official. I was going to make him fall so hard.