Abditory

𝓐𝓵𝓵 𝓣𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼 𝓔𝓷𝓭

The rain was freezing cold on my hot skin.

I hissed as my body temperature dropped dramatically.

I stomped away from the church furious at how they rampaged me like that. I felt so overwhelmed, panicked and vulnerable.

Weak.

I didn't like my weakness being out there.

I liked to think that I was strong. At least through their eyes.

"Calenthe" a voice called from behind me.

I ignored it and kept walking.

I got close to the forest before a hand gripped my forearm.

"Get your fucking hands off of me." I said whipping around to face the person.

Ambrose stood in front of me.

I let out a tortured laugh.

"Oh my fucking god Ambrose what do you want?!" I demanded.

He pulled me in, acting as a wall between me and the rain.

"You have a sick sense of irony" I spat at him.

His cold eyes softened.

How could this man spit the ugliest words at me, fuck me, throw me away and then follow me out here?

"Are you done?" he huffed.

I blinked at his disrespect.

"Calenthe, I am sorry for betraying you like that but they needed to know." he stated.

I ripped my arm out of his grasp. My expression was cold and unwelcoming.

"You had no right to open your mouth" I seethed.

His eyes dropped.

"I know, I'm sorry." he breathed.

I said nothing.

"I didn't realize how overwhelmed it must've made you feel, for that I am sorry. But I will not be sorry for letting the people who love you the most know who is hurting you butterfly." he continued. "I couldn't live with myself if I had just stood by."

I stared at him confusedly. "You make no sense to me Ambrose. You hate me, you like me, then you throw me away, and now you care about me again?" 

Ambrose sighed and took my hand. 

I looked down at my smaller hand in his. 

My heart rippled a little bit. 

"Calenthe gods. I don't know what the fuck is going on or why you mean so much to me, but you do." he admitted. 

"Real heartwarming" I scoffed. 

He pulled me in closer and embraced me. 

I let him. 

He held me in the rain for a few moments, placing his cheek on my head and holding me tight. 

"I'm sorry butterfly. I'm so sorry he hurt you and I'm terribly sorry I told everyone about it." he mumbled. 

The way he said it made me giggle 

I leaned back from his grip and faced him. 

"You can't play with me like this. I can't handle the mind games right now." I said honestly. 

Affection and kind words only lasted a second when they came to him. 

If he were going to be his usual cold self after this, it would be best if I just left now.