Revive (Book Two)

Chapter Twenty: Cravings

Chapter Twenty: Cravings

"Ow, Nash you're hurting me."

"Nash, you're hurting me," Aria whimpered in between sloppy kisses.

"You're my girl?" Nash's harsh voice husked through the phone.

"Yes," She breathed.

My attention was brought back to reality as I watched as she played with her long caramel hair. She sensed eyes on her and she looked to me with an inquisitive thought.

"I'm your girl."

"What did Nash do to you while you were with him?" I asked suddenly, completely catching her off guard.

It had been bugging me for awhile - The unknown. I couldn't dare ask her until everything started to settle down. Until she was in a place where it wasn't so fresh.

I eyed her as her face stared at me, blank.

"What happened?" I asked again, more impatient. I was trying.

She dropped her hair. "Wasn't it you that said it was all in the past and it didn't matter anymore?"

My face dropped into a straight line. "Wasn't it you that said it still matters if it's hurting you?"

"Who said it was?" She countered with a sly smile.

"Me," I said. "I know you better than you give me credit for."

She bit her lip and turned away from me. I walked over to her, to my couch she was sitting at and sat on the black coffee table in front of her.

"Did he hurt you?" I quietly guessed.

I clasped my hands together and rested them on my lap while I bent to her eye level, patiently waiting.

"Yeah," She trembled. "He did."

I stayed silent, waiting for her to collect all of her thoughts. If I stayed as frozen as a statue, I wouldn't do something I'd regret like break the nearest thing to me.

I clenched my jaw together and unclenched repeatedly to let out some tension.

"When I agreed to work for him, I had a feeling it was just an excuse to get me to see him," She admitted. "I did do things for him, I stole for him and I got information he needed. But my main purpose was to be... His girl."

She looked to my eyes for a moment, then away. "I was scared," She whispered. "It was either you die in that hospital or you die from murder. I had to figure out a way to stall as long as I could, and so I did."

I hadn't realized I held my breath until I went to speak and nothing came out. "Why would you do that?" I quietly inquired. "At that point, you didn't even know why I had left you other than me telling you the horrible things I did."

She shook her head. "When Nash found me in my car, I knew there was a lot more to the story than you let on. I didn't know what was true and what wasn't, but what I did know was Nash was back, and you were in trouble," She expressed. "Hell, he didn't even have to tell me his name before I already knew who he was."

I shook my head and looked away, angry. Disappointed. Confused.

"When I realized he wanted to use me to hurt you, I figured it was the best revenge for him to act like I actually fell for him-"

"-Did you?" I snapped my head back to peer deep into her eyes.

She offered the smallest of smiles and shook her head. "Never," She assured. "From the start to the very end, I pretended. I knew what he was Eli. I wasn't going to let his charming personality get in front of that."