Flower He Couldn't Pluck

CHAPTER 43

THIRD PERSON'S POV

"What no?" She asks. She takes her hand back into her lap seeing his eyes weighing a darker shade. His face was tight, the girl sitting beside him wasn't Rose for him anymore. She was pivotal to his revenge.

"W- What happened?" She asks again. The silence and his intense stare were making her uncomfortable.

"It's all because of you!" He spats with a hint of bitterness in his tone.

"What do you mean? What's because of me-"

"We wouldn't have been here if you could've just done what you were told to!" He yells at her. Rose looks at him with wide eyes. For the first time, King raised his voice at her.

"Are you serious? You're saying it was my fault that those men kidnapped me?!" She stands on her feet involuntarily, looking at him. He observes a wave of shock running in her eyes.

"Why else do you think we're here?" He stands up as well.

"Only if you were just resting in the mansion like you were told to, neither those men would've kidnapped you, nor this would've happened," He points at his bandaged shoulder before continuing. "And nor would I be stuck here with you!"

She flinches slightly at his loud voice laced with venom. Just now he was so calm, what happened to him all of a sudden?

"Y- You can't blame it on me, King!" She replies looking directly into his eyes, her voice sounding shocked and the same expression dances on her face.

"I had no idea that three men had planned to kidnap me, and, and..." She has no words in her defence. It definitely wasn't her mistake. Rose is a normal girl with a normal life and normal friends. Even if someone holds a grudge against her, that someone is too normal like her. There is no way that she has to be so cautious, because, unlike King, not even in the parallel world, Rose would be adept at making enemies owning guns.

"And then you came- why did you come in between? You could've just ignored it and this wouldn't have happened!" She gestures through her eyes towards his injured shoulder.

"Than being thankful you're now saying this." He states calmly. She gasps at his frosty behaviour.

Rose turns her head as a tear escapes her eyes. She feels attacked and cornered at the instant. While on the other side, King's wrath fueled more. The feeling of consoling her and wiping her tears kindles. He hates her for having such an impact on him.

After his parents died, he vowed to seek their revenge only. He stoned himself and hammered nails in his heart. Anyone who has ever faced him met the stoned side of his heart. But for her, the heart he has hidden from everyone pounded. It never ached when he was slaughtering the lives of innocent people, but it aches to see her crying.

One part of him is trying hard to suppress this liking formed towards her, the other part is not ready to let her go. The part that was murdered years ago now demands the comfort only Rose can give.

Rose scoffs in disbelief. He is blaming her for the things that he indirectly has caused in her life. She feels timid and guilty. His words were running in her mind, she actually started believing he was right. Not able to stand another moment in front of him, she walks to leave.

"Where do you think you're going now?" He asks, upholding the cold tone. Rose ignores him and keeps on walking. Just as she opens the door, he swiftly shuts it to close. King grabs Rose's arm and makes her face him.

"I asked you something." He speaks calmly.

"Leave me," She replies, looking down at her shoes.