Stephen (Tainted Love #1)

PART 2 | CHAPTER 2 | Stephen

ALESSA

I hold my books in one hand and thank the woman behind the bar who passed me my coffee mug. I walk towards the empty table in the café, my friend Xavier walking beside me.

"That boy literally can't stop flirting with me. I told him I had another class. He kept staring at my fucking ass, ya know." Xavier rolls back his eyes as he takes a sit from across me on the table.

"Then you shouldn't have given him any heads up in the first,babe," I say as I take a sip from my hot coffee.

It's been 9 months since I moved to this small town. I must say,I'm doing really well. When I was little, my nana was to bring me here. It was her birth place. So I know almost all of the places around here. Though everything is new and renovated now. I had to explore the whole town for the first week when I moved in here. I live in a studio apartment, perfect for me. I also started a part time job and my new college in this town. People are really friendly and helpful here. Specially the guy sitting from across me, Xavier. I met him on my first day of college. I bumped into him in the hallway. I was searching for my class and he was running away from a guy named Loco or Nico something? I don't know. Basically he hooked up with that guy the other night and he couldn't get over him. And my friend right here, he only does one-night stands for all I know. So he doesn't really speak to anyone after they banged once.

I miss my nana though. And I miss old times.

I miss him.

Do I miss him.

God yes I do. Why did I have to like him? He kidnapped me. He trapped me in his mansion. He made love to me. He loved me.

Or that's what he said.

The last time I saw him, he said he loved me. He said he wanted to take care of me. He said he didn't want us to end up like this.

Then how did he expect us to end? Or maybe nothing ever started between us to end.

He begged me not to leave. A man like him, going on his knees so that I don't leave him. Why did he make it so hard?

There was no us. Ever.

He said he liked hurting people. But he didn't like hurting me. I still remember those words to this day.

His words haunt me. It's like he did a spell on me. I remember his smell. His crooked grin when he did something mischievous. His flirt words.

I wish he was a better person. I wish I could forgive him.

But it's been 9 months. He never tried to contact me again. He could've apologised again. Not like I was going to forgive him that soon. But he never showed up.

So all those live words were a lie. All men do is a lie. He lied. He never loved me. If he did, he wouldn't have let me go.

"Babe! Do you hear me?"

I sighed and shake my head. The drama queen Xavier.

"What? Stop being so loud!" I punched his arm lightly as I take another sip. "There are people around here."

"You were day dreaming babe. I screamed your name twice!" He exclaimed.

"Yeah yeah whatever." I started to go through my book, preparing for my next exam. I swear, college don't stop with their exams. Once they start, they don't stop.

"Do you want me to whisper it in your ear now?" Xavier says in a low voice.

My head snapped up at him and I see him smiling mischievously. He got this beautiful nose, beautiful silly smile and a baby face. Girls could've fallen for him, but he's gay. Bad for them.