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Orion King

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Orion King

Three words, eight letters. Never in my twenty two years of living have I ever wanted to hear them. My mother never once said it to me, and neither did my father. My brothers don't say it, but she did.

It's hard to focus when all I can hear is her saying that she was in love with me, and then her saying to forget that she said it. How do I ever forget that?

"I'm in love with her," I confess, "So in love."

Atticus raises an eyebrow at me, "Uh?"

"Ruth, you idiot. I'm in love with her," I say it again, and feel like I can say it forever. I need to tell her. I should've told her right after she said it to me, but me being the idiot that I am, I just left.

"I know, but why are you tell this to me?" Atticus takes a sip of his drink, "I'm just here to talk about the shipments, but it seems like all you've done today is waste my time, and contribute nothing."

He's not wrong, at all. All I've done is think about her, and I have a feeling that she's all I'm going to think about until this is over. On one hand, I can leave and go tell her I love her back, but on the other hand, she's not going anywhere. Why rush?

She'll still be here by the time I'm done, and I can imagine her not wanting to talk to me anyways, although I can't help but still want to shout it from the rooftops for the world to hear, that I, Orion king, daughter of the one of the worlds most dangerous men, am pathetically in love, with the kindest soul on earth. I'm in love with her.

"Excuse me," I get up from my chair, and make it out my office before he can respond. Why wait?

I make it up to my room, hoping that she's still there, and she is. "I love you," I speak out, moving closer towards her to continue, "I love you, and it scares me, Ruth. It scares me that you love me back, because I don't deserve it. I don't deserve you. I don't deserve your love, or your anything."

Ruth stares at me blankly, trying to take it in. "You didn't say it back when I said it. I thought you were having second thoughts about this—or that I said it too early. Don't ever feel like you don't deserve me, or my love. I love you, Ry, and it scares me too."

I finally make it to her, and waste no time smashing my lips against hers. This is the feeling I love, the feeling of feeling nothing when my lips are on her. I feel no pain, I don't feel my father's presence, or feel the need to be this monster.

All I feel is love.

Love for her, "I love you," I whisper it to her softly, cupping her face with my hands, "I'm in love with you, hopelessly, desperately, pathetically, you name it. I don't want to feel this for anyone else," And I never can. Nothing is worth it if it's not her.

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