RIGHT

Chapter 45

" You can't talk to her. Leave before my fist do work of art on your face!" Comes Aiden's harsh ejaculation. My fingers tightened around his hand, while Holden looks expectantly at me, for giving him a chance to talk.

" Holden whatever you want to tell you can say in front of him," my tone was soft almost a feeble whisper. His eyes wandered back and forth between me and Aiden, and then released a heavy sigh, realizing that he had no choices.

From the corner of my eyes, I could glimpse Aiden glare was burning Holden, I intertwined my fingers with him, and his exterior relaxed, gradually.

" Okay," Holden commenced with the surge of words. "For that day, I am extremely sorry Emerald, I saw him and then I just wasn't thinking," he scowled at Aiden," and I lost my patience and just to spite him, I told what I shouldn't have."

" The fuck you are sorry!" Aiden boomed from next to me. All I knew was that this protruding anger should be docile, so there came my abrupt and honest speech.

"Holden, I know you both don't get along and it's totally fine because you both have your reasons, but I am with him and all I want is for you to respect that if something like that happens again, then I think I might have to make some choices and I don't want to lose a friend like you."

" But Emerald he is not good for you, he doesn't know how to treat you!" Holden asserted.

" It's for me to decide." I said, abruptly. I wasn't going to allow anyone to take decision for me. Even if it was wrong, it's was my choice. "Do you agree with what I have said?"

There was a long pause, he gazed deeply at me.

" Okay, I will not come between you two," I smiled and his lips as well lifted upwards.

" Then I forgive you, Holden." I knew that he didn't mean to hurt me, his hatred for Aiden has made him act the way he did, from the start he had been my good friend, who was always there for me and I just couldn't end a friendship because there was a past misunderstanding between my boyfriend and friend. Perhaps, I might be someone who would be able to bring them together like they were before. I might rebuild their friendship, even though Aiden said it's irreparable but a single endeavor wouldn't bring any harm.

"It will never happen again, I promise," he assured. Aiden's hand wrapped around me and looked at Holden with a frown.

"I think I should leave," with that Holden advanced to the kitchen and I let out a breath of relief, because, for instance, I didn't wish to be an audience for a fighting championship.

"Now he knows what is good for him," Aiden whispered in my ears, and in delight, I shuddered into his arms.

"Maybe you should try to be less violent," I said, whirling in his arms and pressing my face against his chest.

"I tried but there is a beautiful girl who loves me when I am in action." I certainly know there would be an attractive and confident smirked plaster on his face, even though I couldn't glimpse at him from this angle, and a blush automatically rose on my cheeks inferring the meaning behind his words. His laugh echoed when he peered at my expression, which I was unsuccessfully striving to hide by pressing it further into his chest, however, here we are talking about Aiden and miraculously he knows everything. He rested his chin over my head and we stood there between the mass of people, who were under the influence of alcohol and drugs, and the vociferous music which could damage one's hearing, however, all I could feel was the warmth and love pouring from his body.

At the lighting velocity it all happened, one moment I was smiling while my face pressed to Aiden's chest and next someone harshly tugged me away, Aiden's arms loosen around me and my legs trembled a little before standing stable on the ground.