If the Stars Would Meet for Us

Chapter Four

Alina's POV

Mal had come to get her. 

She leapt forward, her arms wrapped around him. She buried her face into the crock of his neck, tears began to fill her eyes. "You came! Your here! Your okay, thank the saints your okay" she cried out, smiling up at him.

"Come on we have to go." he pulled her, further down the hall. She was so overjoyed to see him she nearly missed her painting in the hallway. Her eyebrows came together, a crease forming between them.

It was destroyed, dirt had been flung over it, black mud smeared over it. A rip torn straight through the center. Her heart broke a little. She had worked so hard on it, why was it?

"Mal? What happened to my-" he cut her off with a rough kiss, her back slammed to the wall. His hand entangled itself in her hair. Pulling hard so her neck was to Mal's access. "I missed you so much." he mumbled. She pushed him off her, her eyes flaming at him. 

"What the hell Mal!" this was not the time or place for that. He growled at her, clearing pissed off that she rejected his advances. "Why are you suddenly so ... wanting?" she questioned. All of the sudden, why did he want her so much. Their relationship had never been all that ... physical.

"Because," he roared at her, "It fucking pisses me off when he gets to sleep next to you, that his hands have probably been all over you!!!" she involuntarily shivered. 

"That's not what has been happening, not in the slightest-" she began, he cut her off once more, "Alina, it's alright. I've heard that these sort of things can effect the way you think. It's alright, I'm here now!" he gave her a strong hug, wrapping her tight in his embrace.

She had no clue what he was talking about? Nothing had happened? But she didn't question it, instead asking "Where is Genya and David?" Alina looked at Mal again, as they started walking again. 

Mal's face feel back into an angry and bitter look. "We can't trust them anymore." he stated. Not leaving room for questions, but she still questioned. "What? Why not, Genya is my best friend, we cant just leave them if something is going to happen!" she exclaimed, concerned. Her body began to pull back in the opposite direction he was pulling her.

"Alina! We don't have time for all your questions! We need to leave." Mal held her arms tightly, unwilling to let her pull back. She stood her ground, she needed an explanation. Genya was her best friend, Mal might be her lover but Genya was just as important to her. 

"Alina," Mal said, giving her a sympathetic look, "come on. Your hurting and confused, that is why your being like this. I just need to get you out of this place. " he said, dragging her further down the hall. "What do you mean?! I'm not hurt or confused, Mal your not making any sense." she pushed. 

None of this made sense, not one thing. Had something happened? Was her mind blocking out an event? Did Alexander do something to her?

Mal continued, the same sympathy and pity all over his face "Alina. Come on, I know its hard to admit but, the sooner you just admit it the better you will feel. " he cooed. A gentle hand brushed her hair behind her ear. She tilted her head at him. What was he talking about?

!WARNING! mention of r@pe and major gas lighting. If you are uncomfortable with either of these things scroll down until you see something like this again!

"Mal, whatever your talking about it didn't happen nothing happened-" he cut her off, "He raped you Alina." he told her. 

What? No! Alexander never raped her, he might have pushed too far with his burning touches. But he had never forced himself upon her. He would never, ever violate her like that. He might have kidnapped her and done some very bad things in his life but he had never taken her. 

"Mal. I don't know where you came up with something like that but he never-" she was cut off again. "Come on Alina, it makes sense doesn't it? Why your fighting me? Why you can't remember what I'm telling you. Why would I make this up Alina? You know me, I'm not like that. He manipulated you, he is manipulating you!" he sighed at her.

He was painfully gentle with her, as he continued to tell her those things, over and over again.

He raped you, he is manipulating you.

That is why your questioning me, that is why you don't trust me. 

He told her how Genya knew, that she had set Alina up, that David had created something so she could't remember. 

Her head spun, her mind understood. Her mind knew that it had to have happened if Mal was telling her it had happened. But her soul said other wise, the part of her that called out to Alexander, that part of her that knew it never happened. That understood and excepted his darkness. 

Her heart didn't know where it was suppose to go. Who she believed or what she wanted to do. 

But her mind and soul knew one thing, they both trusted Genya.

"But Genya would never-" again, she was cut off. "Yes she would. She was always the darklings little whore, why else would she endure the king for how many years? " he exclaimed, continuing to pull her along, she saw a light at the end of the hall.

"But- she- She's my best friend! She wouldn't let something like that happen to me, she wouldn't" tears began to run down her cheeks. 

"Alina! You obviously don't know how to take care of yourself. Your so easily manipulated, first by the darkling, then by Nikolai and now Genya! Honestly it just proves your not ready to make your own decisions. " he said, his height superior to hers.

He was right. She was weak and pathetic, she couldn't do anything by herself, she deiced. 

She only looked back once, before she ran from the little palace a second time. 

Author Note

Hey guys! sorry for the short chapter, I'll write more for the next chapter. Too make something clear, Mal is a lying, manipulative, gas-lighting bish and Alexander never did anything. Dont worry next chapter I'll have a cute Darklina moment I promise </3. Stay safe & hydrated.