"You know what? Everything....every bad thing that is happening to me is because of you and your lack of empathy and consideration. Always doing what you feel like in the moment. Not thinking about the pain you cause the people around you. Always so...
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Nyx pov:
I ordered breakfast, an unhealthy one. I got some buttery pancakes with some muffins to the side with bread and Nutella along with milk and orange juice. I wheeled them in slowly trying not to make my noise, I got a flower in the jar too accompanied by an envelope to the side.
I put everything in place then remembered the body lotion for his red skin with a note that said 'Sorry, let me treat you.' It wasn't sealed like the first one.
I saw him move but with my already guilty heart, I sprinted out of the room as if my life depended on it. To my relief, he did wake up which made me sigh. I locked the bathroom door before picking up my phone and dialing his number. A part of me wanted him to pick up yet another part of me wasn't ready for it.
I played with my fingers nervously. I felt like my heart might fall out of my chest. When he picked up and yelled my name. "Nyx!" I froze. He was furious, I didn't even have to look at him to know that, his voice said it all. "Nyx...where are you?"
"Read the red envelope." I whispered, I hope he can see how sorry I was for last night. I don't know what happened to me, in the envelope I ensured he read it. I Nyx the Prince of Balemont am deeply ashamed of what I passed you through last night.' even thinking about it drove me crazy.
When I woke up to his bruised skin I was horrified of myself. "Baby....where are you? I read the note just-" he sighed. "Where are you?" His voice was frantic now. He is still calling me baby after last night, I felt a hint of hope even in my distress.
Who treats their partner the way I did last night?
"In the bathroom." I whispered while getting back to my feet. I cracked the door open for a bit to see Liam looking at me. "I...I'm sorry if I crossed any...I crossed so many lines." I glanced down while tapping my foot nervously. I went too far. I don't even know how he will look at me from now on.
Liking pain and what I did are two different things, the more I think about it the more I can't look at myself.
"Come here." Liam's voice was hard and angry.
"You have every right to be-"
"Nyx please don't make me get up." Can he even get up? He must be in so much pain. I hung up the phone and slowly walked back to the bed.
I kept my distance grimacing at the sight of his red body yet a part of me couldn't help but feel turned on. I'm sick, I'm a sick person. I looked at my feet. "I caused extreme pain last night, I understand why you're angry but please don't break up with me." That thought made me run to him taking his hand. "I will gain more control to this sudden sickness-"
He reached for me and winced while doing so but managed to grab me and pull me into a hug nevertheless. "Holy fuck." He sighed, visibly relaxing. "I thought you left." He pulled back and as if finally grasping my words he frowned. "How could I break up with you? You're everything I've ever wanted. Yeah, you turn into a completely different person when you're horny but I find that hot."
