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Chapter 30--- Staying away

Dedicated to @ElPoLo

Hagel's POV

This time, I don't run away from the warm feeling that creeped inside of me and spread at the sight of her.
She looks so beautiful, so different, enchanting as she dishes food unto her plate. I don't hear what Jayden is saying as my eyes focused on her, only her.

I felt my chest explode as her eyes connects with mine.
Fuck, I'm dead.

That's her, my fierce Angel.
I feel my body react immediately. It's like she's this huge magnet that attracts me towards her...only her.
I can see the burning in her eyes, the desire.
And the fear....

Fear.
My heart sink as she teared her eyes away.
She practically didn't make eye contact with me again the entire time.
I could barely stop myself from flying across the table to hug her.
What's wrong?.

We were perfectly fine yesterday before I left home.
Is she pissed at me for not returning early?. Or I did something to offend her?. Or Bethany said something?
Or....
Fuck. Vidal.
It's her.
The way they just exchanged words is prove.
I feel my anger seeping through me as I watched my mother.
Hazel just left the table.

" Vidal, that was rude" I grit out.
She gasped and coughed awkwardly, her eyes huge. Shocked at my tone and how I called her.
" What was?" She asked , feigning  ignorance.
" You know what. She's also human you know. And your rude comments were not necessary" I can't even hide how pissed I am.

" Don't talk to me like that you silly boy!" She hissed.
" Then don't talk to her like that!" I snap, stood and left, heading towards the direction Hazel left in, to the house.

I heard my mom cuss in her Italian dilect , something about how all her sons have been bewitched .

Darn it all to hell!. I can't hide it any longer. What I feel for her is so huge that I can't bottle it up anymore. I Can't let them maltreat her because she's alone.
She has me. And I'll do anything to protect her, even if it takes standing up against my family.
I will.

Nobody will disrespect Hazel ever again. I'll make sure of that.
I stopped by the kitchen and grabbed her some food on a tray.
I knocked on her door but no response came. Balancing the tray on my arm properly, I turn the knob, pushed the door open and stepped in.

My heart melt at the sight of her, sitting on her bed, hugging her knees as she watched me. Her mass of red hair spreading everywhere. I shut the door, then settled the tray on her bedside table. Her eyes followed me.
" Hey" I say, almost a whisper as I sat a little away from her.

She's been crying. It breaks my heart to see her this down. Hurt.
She says nothing.
I brush her hair slowly away from her face, cupping her face. She shut her eyes and leaned into my palm. It took my breath away.

Angel. My Angel.

" I'm sorry". I whisper.
" Nobody will ever talk to you like that, I promise"
" You don't have to" she murmured, her eyes still shut.
" I do. I will."
I brush her hair slowly, drawing closer to her as I embraced her.

There. That's were she belongs. In my arms.
After a while, I pulled her back a little and stared into her eyes. I'm lost in the depths of them.
God...

" I brought you food". I say and smile, pointing to the tray.
" Why?"
Why?
She isn't asking why I brought her the food. It's deeper.
Must she even ask why?. Fuck I don't even know why but all I know is I can't let her go. I can't.

So I whisper back " why not?" Just like last night.
Why not?.
That's the only answer I have for her. I could say a million things but, none would be as fitting as that.

A single tear slipped past her eyes and I kissed it. I kissed her eyes,  the tip of her nose, her forehead.
Everywhere. I want to kiss all her pain and hurts away.
I looked her in the eye and saw how she was fighting herself.

There's undeniable desire. But she's fighting herself. I want to kiss her lips, get lost on them. But I don't. I hold back waiting, waiting for her to surrender to me.
To choose me.

She shut her eyes for the longest time.
And then called out my name ever so softly, almost like a prayer, like a plea.
I'm hers. Body and soul.
She has me.

" Hagel, I can't" she says and pull back, breaking away from my embarce.
I watch her silently as she hides herself from me. She coils back  into a shell I'm unfamiliar to. It stung my chest.
This is another part of her. I'll take it. Even if it hurts, I still want it. I want everything she gives me.

So I don't pressure her. Instead, I lift the tray and place it in front of her.
" Should I feed you?" I ask, semi serious. I just want her to feel at ease.
She shook her head no and murmured a thank you.
I smile.
I should probably give her some space.

" I'll be out for a while. Call me or text me if you need anything" I say with an easy smile.
She nods.
I debate if to kiss her or not.
The latter sounds more reasonable so still smiling at her, I stepped out, shutting the door after me.

***†***

I went out to the Rings to box out a little. A little means hours and hours of boxing and doing all the kick boxing shit I know.
" Yo man ,calm the fuck down bro. My baby mama won't be happy if I return home with a dislocated hip" José says, stepping out of the box. I've been practicing judo with him for an hour now.

I stop to catch my breath, sweat dripping down my face.
" You seem to be miles away Cold, you good?. You know you can tell me everything bruh, right?" José's concerned voice said.
" I know. I'm fine". I say, unwrapping the bandages from my wrist and hands.
I smile as José pats me on the back.
It's almost night.

Alone in my locker room, my mind travels back home. Back to her.
Damn I haven't stopped thinking about her.
What happened?.
It enrages me at the thought of someone hurting her.

It's not only about what happened this morning. I'm sure something else happened.
I'm even more certain because of how she shut herself down.
How she fought herself so hard to not give in.

I checked my phone and I can't even deny the sting of hurt at not receiving any calls or texts from her.
I stop myself from calling her.
I need to see her.
Damn I can't hold myself any more.
I need to see her, hold her.

I took a quick shower and changed into fresh clothes. After locking up the Rings with José, I rode home.

I have this strong urge to see her. The feeling is so strong that I find myself speeding through cars to get home quicker.

I almost hopped off the bike after packing it, running my way to the main house.
I stop suddenly as I entered the hall.
All I could see was red. Red blood.
I want to murder someone as I watched the horror unfolding in front of me.

" What the fuck is going on?!"

Tiana♥️