The heartbeats

Chapter 3

>Abbie:

I still can't digest what Lili just told me. I stand in front of her, shocked. I can't find the words to express myself. I don't know how I feel. Am I sad or angry? I don't know.
"Where is he?" I ask Lili before leaving the room, anger finally took over my body.
She didn't have time to answer me that I'm in the living room, standing in front of him with the rest of the group around us.
"So you cheated on me with this guy's girl?" I ask him by raising my thumb towards Ian who is behind me, "with all my respect Ian" I continue looking at Ian.
My gaze finds that of Christian again "you know what's funny in this whole story?"
Christian is always shocked in front of me. His gaze is immersed in mine. He doesn't even try to look elsewhere. He opens his mouth to answer but no words come out of him,
"that you cheated on me with another's man girl" I turn my back and rush to the terrace.
I stay for a while looking at the moon and then I go up to my room.

I enter the room, I close the door behind me when I feel a hand turning me around and pressing me against the door. The light is off, I can't tell who it is. But the smell is familiar. A few seconds later, the lighting of the moon illuminates the room a little bit, Ian,
"you took time outside, butterfly" he says before placing his hand next to my head to lean on the door. "Did you know about them?" I ask him and then I take advantage of the fact that he has not yet placed his second hand to get out of his grip. I sit on the bed,
"yes, I was with the others when we saw them—" he stops talking and takes a very deep breath. He is still standing in front of the door,
"when you saw them fucking" I continue in his place, whispering.
He brings the little chair next to my desk and places it in front of me.
"Would you like to take revenge?" He asks me after he sits down.
To be honest, I don't know if I want revenge or not. My parents' funeral was two days ago and the doctor did not allow me to leave the hospital. He didn't allow me to say goodbye to my parents. So the last thing that comes to mind is to take revenge. I want to mourn the death of my parents, I want to think about my parents, I want to go to the cemetery to spend time with them, i know that it's insane but they are my parents, my only family. I look down at my hands, my foot begins to shake. He notices my leg and then leaves the room knowing that I won't give him an answer now.

I don't leave my room anymore. The girls come by from time to time to find out if I'm okay. Unfortunately, I'm lying to them.
I open the drawer of the dresser next to my bed to store the book and I see several cigarette. His cigarette! Son of a bitch. That's why there is a cigarette smell in the room. I take the cigarettes and join him in his room, after looking for him throughout the house. He plays and his controller in his hands,
"son of a bitch" by throwing the cigarettes on his bed before leaving the room.
I come back to mine, I go out to the balcony. I love the beauty of the moon. I see them, they are on the terrace. Christian and Jane. He treats her the way I've always wanted. After a while, I told him that but nothing change. I've always been there for him even when I wasn't well, he never noticed it. And he's never been there for me. When we argued, he didn't communicate with me, he only gave me space and for a while I appreciated the idea. When we were with our friends and families, he treated me like a stranger he had just met, which is the opposite of when we are all alone. I'm starting to believe that I was only his sex plan. He tickles her and then she pushes him into the pool, he makes her fall while trying to help him get out. Once their heads are above the water, they kiss. Even from here, I can see passion and love in their kiss. Shit! My heart hurts when I see them, he kissed me yes but never that way even when he fucks me. Anger springs in me, it takes over my body, my brain and my heart. We spent three years together. Three years and I was the only lover of the two of us. He was my first boyfriend.

I'm in front of the indoor pool, he arrives at the end of the pool.
"Yes, I want revenge", Ian looks at me surprised to see me while drawing a smirk on the tips of his lips. He comes out of the water. Shit! He is muscular and by muscular I mean really muscular. He holds out his hand to take the towel behind me, I don't move a shoot. He first dries his face, then goes to his six packs and finally he dries his biceps.
"You like what you see, it seems," he said with an arrogant tone, I roll my eyes as an answer.
I hate his pride. He puts his towel on his neck and holds it at each end,
"but there are conditions, my pretty butterfly",
"Of course",
"I only have two. In public, we are a real couple, so you are mine. No one has the right to touch you except me, whether you like it or not. I have the right to do anything I want with you. And in private, everyone has their own life, as if this deal did not exist".
"Okay. But as you have the right to do what you want, I also have the right. Just as I am yours, you are mine".
"You don't have any other conditions to impose? It's strange", he told me with a serious tone.
"You don't touch me when we are alone. Is that clear?" My tone is much more serious than him.
"It's clear" by rolling his eyes, "so deal?" He asks by extending his arm to me.
"Deal" I ignore his hand.
I want to continue living my life, it doesn't stop here. In the end, Christian is not worth it.

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