𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐇𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟

Chapter 9.

"You son of a bitch, what the fuck are you still doing in my apartment?!" I yelled, seeing him laying on the couch, asleep. But throughout me yelling, he woke up and looked at me shocked.

"I was fucking worried Vici!" He yelled back, walking over to me. I pushed him away from me, glaring at him.

"I made myself clear, get the fuck out!" I swear, if looks could kill, he would be pretty much dead right now.

"I- I wanted to! I put everything in my car but then I wanted to make sure you get home safely, and then you didn't come back! Do you know how worried I wa-"

"I dont care." I interrupted him.

"I had fun last night, and I forgot about your miserable ass." I said with a fake smile before shoving him out of my apartment.

"If I ever see you again, I will grab a knife and stab you, remember my words." I said before slamming the doors shut, right in front of his face.

And strangely enough, I didn't feel nothing but hatred for him right now. No sadness about losing the relationship, just pure hatred for this man and the fact that he dared to cheat on me.

I sighed annoyed before taking off my heels, placing them next to the show cabinet before slowly walking over to the living room.

God I don't wanna be in this apartment no more.

My parents both died in a plane crash when I was only around 1 year old, so I can't remember anything. I then grew up with my grandma, who raised me.

Of course I missed having parents, or I atleast wanted to know what it feels like, but I was also lucky to have my grandma. She did everything she could to give me a great life, and I will forever be thankful for her.

Sadly shortly after I turned 21, she died because of an disease she had. But she died happily, atleast I would say so. Her last words to me were: "I'm proud of the woman I raised, I love you my sweetheart." With a smile on her face.

So I inherited money from my parents and my grandma, and with that money I was able to buy myself the apartment of my dreams (atleast it was the apartment of my dreams till now) and live pretty decent without having to work too much.

I did have an part time job, but that was just to keep myself busy.

I need to order a new bed.

I grabbed the blanket that daniel slept in and threw it into the washing machine before walking back into the living room, sitting down as I grabbed my lap top and ordered a new bed for myself.

It will be here in about a week.

Wait- who will get this bed out of my apartment?

And then the name of the strong man who saved my life yesterday appeared in my mind and I grinned a bit, deciding to call him tonight.

A good excuse to talk to him hehe.

The rest of the day I spent with literally... doing nothing. I was just sitting on the couch, snacking while watching tv.

"I should really hit the gym again soon..." I mumbled to myself while my hand was placed on my bloated stomach.

When I looked at my phone, I saw that it was 8:39pm.

Let's try calling him.

I tapped onto his contact, nervously biting onto my lower lip while I heard it ring.aftee just the second ring he took the call.

"Hello my husband." I said immediately, grinning to myself.

"Finally you're calling me, cariño."

"Naw, has someone be waiting for me?" I giggled, playing with the strings of his hoodie. Oh yes, did I mention that I was still wearing his clothes because of his smell?

"Of course, I was scared you wouldn't call." I bit my lower lip, grinning widely.

God, I feel like a teenager who's in love.

"Of course I would call you after everything you've done for me." I heard a soft chuckle coming from him.

"When can I see you again?" He asked, and my cheeks were now hurting from smiling so hard.

"Oh you know, tomorrow I have work and the day after that I need to somehow get the bed out of my apartment so... I can't tell you."

"Bed out of your apartment? Do you need help?"

Bingo.

I knew that was probably shitty from me, but I wanted him to come over. I wanted to see him without seeming too desperate.

"You've done more than enough fo-"

"I will be there. And I will take a friend with me, we will take care of that." I muted myself for a moment to squeal loudly.

Yep, definitely a teenager in love.

I then unmuted myself again.

"Thank you so much Ryder, I'll make sure to properly thank you." I said, letting my voice sound a bit more seductive now. Again, a soft chuckle came from him.

"We will see about that cariño. Also you said you work tomorrow, as what do you work?" He asked and I could hear genuine curiosity in his voice.

"I work as a barista in a small coffee shop closely to my apartment, it's just a part time job so I have something to do. Actually I should probably get myself a real job but... since I have some money and my ex was the one working, I never thought it would be important to get a job as soon as possible, I know that's dumb of me." I said and just then realised how much I was talking.

"I'm so sorry for ranting."

"Don't you worry, I love listening to your voice. So you need a new job soon hm?" He asked, and I nodded even though he couldn't see me.

"Well not immediately no, but I should probably start looking for one yeah." He just hummed at that, before I could hear a door slamming shut from his line.

"I need to end the call now cariño, we will see each other soon I promise."

"We better, or I will come to your house and hunt you." I said, fake threatening him. He just laughed softly.

"I would love to see that."

"I bet you would. See you."

"See you, cariño."