The Tale Of Hearts

Chapter 57

Hazel's pov

I stared at the closed door in anger,it took few minutes for me to compose my shattered thoughts. Then only i stood up from the bed and walked to the side door which i guessed as his washerom, taking the T-shirt along with me.

How much i hate to dance on his palm, i was afraid of his threatening words. I knew he would be true to his words and i don't want him to touch me,now well knowing he has a girlfriend. Everything about him was annoying me too much at the moment.

Once inside, I locked the door and looked around the massive bathroom, it was modern yet dark just like him. Slowly my eyes fell to the enormous mirror fitted to the half of wall, where i could see my self from head to toe.

I tilted my head a little as my eyes travelled to see something on my neck, it was so visible so i could easily catch up. i cautiously watched it narrowing my eyes and no sooner my fist clenched automatically in anger.

There was a big bright red mark on the crook of my neck and It took no time for me to understand how it came there in first place.

This shameless man,

He touched me??

When I was unconscious??

Right, I wake up in his arms. He was hugging me so tight as if to suffocate me to death.

Who gave this right for him to do this to me?

I angrily thought touching it but a light shiver went down my spine as soon as my finger tips came in contact. It was like i could still feel his lips there, swirling his tounge on my sensitive skin. my stomach felt weird, while sparks shot to my spine.

God This stupid butterflies...

Stop it..stop this stupid dance..

I threateningly muttered in my greeted teeth while sternly poking my fore finger on my tummy. I don't understand why I'm behaving like this, why i can't hate him for real??? This is so annoying.

My mind was tensed , and anxious at the thought of being alone with him. i know he never be a good news for me. I don't want to show him how weak he has made me. I don't want to show him, how his girlfriend affecting me.

He said he took me here instead of home not to make worry my mom, but is he really that much considerate?? Or is this another sick plan of his?? I don't know what's working in his devil mind.

I was kept in my thoughts but finally started to freshened up, as i didn't want him to brag inside.

I splashed some water in my face, then slipped out the clothes i was wearing, except my undergarments.
Then took the black T shirt which was smelling like him. The fragrance made a difference in my demeanour. i felt butterflies being exiting again. This brought me the memory back, where i wore his clothes, the day he rescued me from those thugs.
Three years have passed since then but nothing changed between us, he being still the same jerk.

Sighing I slipped his t-shirt, which ended at my mid thighs above my knees. Then twirled around to see if my butt was out.

This pervert, he purposely didn't give me any pants. I thought holding my hands above to check if my panties visible.

As long as i don't raised my hands i would be fine, i nervously thought, pulling the T-shirt more down. My pit of stomach was twisting in nervous.

Then picking up my clothes,i placed them on vanity to exit but I waited holding the door knob for few seconds. I couldn't find my courage to walk out.
i simply took my time dwelling in my thoughts, then after like ages, i opened the door and peeked out. luckily there was no trace of him which made my heart at ease.