Chapter-39, Hurt

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I tried pushing him, but he didn't budge. He instead roamed his hand all over me. Touching me where I'm not comfortable. The guy only moved away after his phone rang, while I stood there shocked out of my mind to see Jonah in front of me. It was him who kissed me, who touched in all the bad places. I raised my hand and slapped him hard as soon as I snapped out of my shock.

"What the heck? How dare you? Are you out of your mind?" I shouted at him with rage. I couldn't believe what was happening. I started hitting him with all the strength in me, trying to forget or somehow take revenge for kissing me like that. He held my hands which were hitting him.

"I did what I wanted to and damn! It felt good. You sure have soft lips, smooth skin and an amazing body." He said with a smirk as he traced his finger over me. I looked at him disgustingly as tears started pouring out my eyes.

"Aw...are you crying? Why? Do you want more of my kisses?" Jonah said as he walked closer to me. I pushed him away and ran to my house without looking behind as tears fell from my eyes. Closing the door to my house, I leaned against the door and took a deep breath, wiped my eyes and went to the kitchen to place the items on the counter. Mom was busy cooking so I kept the bags and quietly walked to my room.

Looking into the mirror, I rubbed my swollen lips and gargled to remove the taste of his lips from mine. After spending a few minutes in this, I had a long bath; rubbing at my skin to get the feel of his skin from me. I couldn't believe he would do that to me. What is happening with me is unknown to me, and I'm confused out of my mind. Jonah was never like this. I still believed that didn't have a valid reason to break our friendship and was only doing so because of Lily. But he has changed. I could see it in his eyes today, how his pupils dilated, his smirk.

After cleaning myself, I lied down on my bed and willed myself to not think of the incident. I was tired and didn't have the energy to shed any more tears, but I had other things coming my way.

Bzz... Bzz...

I sat on my bed as my phone vibrated. It was a notification from Instagram. I opened the application and went to my chat box . Furrowing my eyebrows in confusion I opened the first message, It was from our group chat. I opened and the first thing I saw was Jonah kissing me. The next slide had the picture of his hand on my chest while he kissed me and three more slides like this. I sat there shocked for I don't know how long, but once my phone rang I snapped out of it. Tears started leaking from my eyes, afraid of what's going to happen now. It hadn't even been much time since the incident occurred and it's already posted for the public to see. How? Was this a trap set for me? Was this already planned to ruin my happiness? How could this happen?

I looked at my phone and my breath hitched, It was Aiden. I started hyperventilating and couldn't seem to stop it. My phone stopped ringing and I waited for it to ring again, but the next thing I know is the doorbell of my house ringing. I stood up and ran out of my room and hid near the stairs to check who it was without being noticed. I saw as my dad opened the door and stood at the other side of the door was Aiden.

I quickly ran back to my room without listening to what they were talking about.

I paced my room to find a solution. If I had told him this before the post was uploaded, maybe he would've understood. But now I don't know if he'll believe me. But everything happened too quickly for my mind to adjust. I needed time to myself after what happened. I needed time to come out of the trauma. This is not how I wanted to meet Aiden. What if he thinks I'm making excuses? What if he break-up with me? No! This could not happen. I thought as I tried to wipe my tears.

I was still pacing when I heard a knock on the door. I hesitated before slowly opening the door. Afraid to see him, but he pushed the door open before I could open it widely. I staggered back as I saw the rage and hurt in his eyes. I felt hurt seeing him like this.

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