Aurelia

24 - absolutely nothing

Aurelia

My father.

Yes it's him.

Absolutely him.

No.
No.
No.
No.
No.
No.

It can't be.

How can I be so stupid. He was obviously going to be here. This is a gathering for different clans. Why didn't this come to my mind before. Why!?

I just wanna bash my head against the wall. I'm so FUCKING stupid. SO FUCKING STUPID. I literally just want to pick up a knife and stab is through me. I really can't process why I didn't think of them beforehand. Like WHY!?

I didn't realise that my anger lead me to tightening my hand around Aaron's arm. I realise when he ever so slightly whispers my name.

I immediately move my hand away from his arm and quickly apologise to him. He looks extremely confused but I know very well that he won't be asking me any questions here at least. I really feel sick. I look back up to where I saw my father before but he's not there and to be honest that sends goosebumps through me.

I don't feel safe at all.

I can feel my heat beat increasing like crazy. My head is spinning. So many unanswered questions!!

So much pain. So much torture. For what.

"Aurelia."
Ice's voice brings me back to reality.

"Hmm"
He grabs my arms and links it with his.

"You don't look so good."
"Hmm."

"Are you sure you're okay?"

That fucking question always gets to me. I'm literally on the edge on tearing up. I lightly move away from Ice and give him a quickly smile. I want to tell him not to worry but the words are just not forming. For the first time ever I want to stand up for myself. I don't want to feel fear. I don't want to be the girl I was before. I really don't.

I feel Aaron turn towards me and I look up at him, meeting his eyes.

I catch sight of movement behind him and notice my own dark hair. Lionel

He's staring straight at me and when he catches me looking at him, he cocks his head towards a little door at the back of the hall.

Thadn't noticed it before, but there's a small sign on the right telling me it's a hallway to the toilets.
He starts walking towards it and I step back from Aaron, his hand dropping from around me.
It leaves me slightly cold, and I almost move into him again but I know this is my chance to finally find out what it is my father wants with me.

I look up into his hazel eyes and give him a small smile.

His eyes narrow a tiny bit.
"I'm going to the bathroom. I won't be long." I say and I point towards the door where Lionel passed through, watching as he follows my arm, his eyes landing on the wooden door.

He looks around the area once before nodding to me.
"Be quick. I'll be waiting here, okay?"
I nod once before walking away towards the direction of toilets, muttering a few 'excuse me's' at people.

They all watch me with curiosity as I walk and I look down at the ground, holding both hands tight together.

When I get to the door, I breathe in once, remind myself that I need this done, before pushing open the door.
I'm met with three figures standing in a dimly lit hallway, warm lights spotted around on the walls creating a romantic glow.
are two doors facing each other, toilets, and at the far the corridor is a red velvet curtain.

The man in the middle moves towards me so I can see his face clearly, but I recognised him before by his build and strong stance.

My father.

He's not looking at me like I'm his daughter.

I turn my eyes towards his right and I'm meet with Ashton's eyes but there's absolutely nothing. No sympathy. No regret.

None of them are smiling, and just the sight of them breaks my heart a little bit.

They seem oddly intimidating to me, even though they're supposed to be my family, but at this point I don't doubt it.

"I need you to do something for me." He sounds cunning and I can't deny the way my interest immediately peaks at his words. The only thing he's ever asked of me is this marriage, and even then it wasn't a request.

"What?" He still frightens me with that gaze of his, stern and black.

I don't know what I could do for him, and I don't even know if I want to do anything for him. There's no reason for me to even accept whatever it is he wants from me, but I carry on listening anyway.

"You need to divorce Aaron."

I laugh.

Then I shut up. And then what he said finally kicks in and I'm staring at him with a newfound venom inside me.

If he thinks l'll leave Aaron, he has it all wrong. I'm not going to be a pawn in his grand scheme, and I certainly will not be on his side.

When was he ever on mine?

I say my first thought.

"No." It comes out firm and strong, precisely how I'm feeling right now because I don't want to take any more bullshit from my father.
He doesn't deserve my reactions, and I don't deserve his control.

"No?"

He sounds calm, like he expected me to say that, and I momentarily falter at his smug expression.
"I'm not leaving my husband." It's been weird getting used to the fact that I even have a husband, and now saying it out loud sounds so real.

Aaron hasn't done anything to make me want to or even need to leave him, in fact, everything he does do seems to benefit me in some way.

"Honey, the reason you married that stench is because I needed an insider. You just happened to be the easiest."

It makes me feel alone again with the fact that my only family gave me away and now want to use me for their own benefits.

He stares at me for a long time, the two figures of my brothers standing stock still in the background, blurry as I stare back at my fathers' stoic face.
His eyebrows hang low on his forehead and his mouth is grim, harsh.

In one quick movement, he grabs a hold on my forearm, his fingernails digging into the flesh of my wrist making me shout out in sudden pain.
I try to pull away from him but he doesn't relent and instead, begins to drag me towards the far end of the corridor.

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