Trust Cupid | Cupid Series | Book 2

Chapter 7

°Drew°

Leave it to Mother to throw the most outrageous and outlandish parties ever. I mean is this all necessary? The huge dinner table, the one hundred guests, the band, the valet service. Just been here for ten minutes and I already want to leave. I am certain that ninety per cent of these people don't care about me or who my fated is, they are just here for gossip. 

My mother has already abducted Alex from my side and has introduced him to over half the guests by now. I haven't missed the permanent smile on his face since he got here. Mother has been gushing over him all week. Every time she calls all she asks about is Alex, Alex this Alex that. It's tiring.

I sat with my cousins just talking about random things. Damon is busy talking about how many women he's been with during the past vacation he went on not too long ago. 

God, I missed my freedom. But every time I even tried to make plans to meet someone something came up. I know I promised Alex that I'd only be with him but, I can't.

I don't know why.  Every time I try to imagine it just feels like I'm gonna hurt him. And the thought of him upset or angry makes my blood boil and my heart ache, and no matter how many times I tried hitting on someone it felt like I was cheating on him.

I couldn't understand myself. I blame it all on this stupid cupid gaze thing. Why did I have to meet Alex? Why did he have to come into my life and change everything? Now it's like every decision I make I must consider him and talk to him about it.

I'd be lying if I also said that it wasn't nice coming home to a meal or just having someone to talk to after a long ass day. He listens and never tries to tell me everything I've done wrong, I got that enough from my father.

He always made sure I knew every little thing I did wrong he never cared about my achievements. He always wanted me to be strong and take it like a man but the thing is I was a child who didn't know any better. Thank God for my mother, I would have turned out like him, I shudder at the thought.

So that's one of the reasons I can fake a smile at this event and tolerate all these questions being thrown at me by relatives I haven't seen in years. I know what they'd say the minute I show how over it I am. They'd blame my mother and that would upset her so here I am doing my absolute best not to sucker punch Damon in the face. I can see him clear as day flirting with Alex. 

His hand keeps holding the small of his back and occasionally saying the most flirtatious things to him. Alex on the other hand looks like he's loving the attention, the way he's smiling at him would make anyone think that Damon is his fated, not me.

I clench my fists and get up from where I sit and make my way to the kitchen where I can no longer see any of them or hear the sound of Damon's voice. It's the most annoying thing I've ever heard of.

I take a deep breath. I feel a touch on my arm and turn to find Alex standing beside me with a warm smile directed at me. I can't help but smile back. I'm thankful he noticed I was no longer in the group and came to find me. Somehow the idea that he left and came to me makes my heart sing and I loath it.

See what I mean? This cupid gaze has had me fucked up.

"Are you okay?" He asks with a look of concern as he notices my forming frown.

"I'm fine," I lie. Alex simply nods like he notices my lie and leaves it alone. Before he could take a breath my mother comes in and steals him away from me yet again and I secretly pray Demon does not notice he is without me. I honestly cannot handle seeing them together again.

The night progresses a bit more smoothly and in a few hours we are in my car and I am driving Alex home who cannot stop gushing over how beautiful the dinner party was. In my head can't get over the fact of how beautiful he looks sitting in my car with neon lights shining on his face as we drive through the city.

I haven't asked why he didn't shake Damon off, I mean I want to but I can't, that's not who I am. And I  don't want him getting the wrong idea and thinking that I care and it matters because it doesn't and I don't.

It doesn't matter and it doesn't bother me. I convince myself as I watch him disappear into his apartment building.

I finally make it home and lay in my bed tired but restless, my heart is screaming at me about one thing. That if I do this one thing I will finally be able to sleep. So here I am.

A.N

Sorry for the long wait for an update on this I was having a hard time writing for a while but I'm back and will keep updating until I'm finished with this story before I start anything new. Please vote and comment, Thank you.

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