Chapter 42

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Niall's POV

I slipped my key into the lock and unlocked the door to my house. Walking in, there was silence. I walked further in and discovered the place was empty. A small part of me was disappointed. I really wanted the looks and questions and smirks. I felt good about myself for the first time in a long time and no one was around to see it.

"Oh well," I said, as I took the stairs up to my room and took a shower.

When I got back downstairs, I took a look at the clock. 10:30pm.

"Where is Mully?" I asked myself as I plopped down on the couch. I knew he had work in the morning and he didn't usually like to stay out too late when he did. I grabbed the remote to the TV and switched it on.

My phone went off in my pocket. It took me a minute to get my phone out but I saw it was a text from Ophelia, I opened it up.

"I realize you've only be gone maybe an hour, but I miss you."

I smiled. "I miss you, too."

Almost as soon as I sent it, I could see her typing again. "I'm sore. Haha!"

"Well, you did a lot of physical activity in the last 15 hours or so. However long we were at it."

"'Tis true. 'Tis true." I smiled. She started typing again. "Hope I can walk tomorrow. Wink. Wink."

I laughed, "Me too. But only a little bit."

"Holy shit, Niall!"

"What?!"

"Look what you did to me!"

A minute later an image came through. Then another. Then another. Then another. As she sent them I looked at each one. She was covered in bruises and bite marks. How had I not noticed them throughout the course of the day?

"I'd say you marked your territory, there buddy! Holy fuck!"

I cringed a little. I didn't mean to cause that much pain or that many marks. I was just so determined to prove myself wrong; to prove that I could do what Maggie said I couldn't. I cringed again just thinking about her. She has nearly destroyed every ounce of self worth I had and now...now...I am finally gaining it back with the help of this creature who had just spent the entire day with me in bed, eating complete junk, telling stories, laughing until my sides hurt and having the most incredible sex I've ever had in my entire life. And now, she was texting me. And talking to me. And not disappearing but actually answering me. Missing me. Wanting me.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realize I had done that much," I texted back.

"Oh, don't you dare be sorry! I'm certainly not." She sent that and started typing again. "I'm jumping in the shower. Will text you before I go to bed."

I put the phone down and turned my attention back to the TV. A few minutes later, I heard the door open and shut.

"Well look who finally came home." I heard from behind me. I could sense the smirk on his face as he spoke.

"Could say the same for you? Tomi?"

"Yep. Ophelia?"

"Yep."

"What did you two do today?" He asked, sitting down opposite me.

"Oh, not too much." I could barely keep a straight face. I was too happy.

Mully looked at me. "All day?"

"All day. Only got out of bed to use the toilet or run into the kitchen for food and hydration."

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