MY SWEET ALYNE

CHAPTER 8

ALYNE

I feel someone is touching my arm tenderly, I know who is it, my sweet Ava. When I opened my eyes my estimation was right, I was looking into big brown, dark eyes, full of emotions and love, but right now they are sad. 

When I got somewhat more conscious, it happened to me that these dark eyes are bigger, quite bigger and the eyelashes, they too long to be Ava's and when I looked at the eyebrows.

what the fuck they were enormous.

Now I can smell alcohol too, and it is very strong, how I didn't noticed it at first. I got an inch away and looked at the person who was looking at me with wide open eyes.

Noah, its noah.

His close vicinity jolted me and I jumped out of the bed on the floor. Seriously my bum hurts when I looked up he was still in there. Looking at me but with no expression. When I processed it, he was lying on my bed and staring at me with wide open eyes. 

He gave me his hand and in one swift move I was back on bed on the same position. The proximity between us is enormous, his face was inches, no, no, no, centimeters away from me. It was eye to eye contact and the cherry on the cake is he was staring at me when I was asleep.  

he is drunk no, too much drunk. He looked at me and then at my chest and flushed red. He put his hand on his eyes and turned to opposite side, "seriously, why are you clothes always showing off your breasts." I looked down at my clothes two buttons of my night shirt were open.

Oh my god. I quickly shut my shirt and cleared my throat as an indication for him. he turns towards me and then smiles. 

Seriously this guy can smile too. And his smile is one of the prettiest smile I have ever seen.

He has dimples and they are so deep, so deep.

He is so adorable. I was looking at him with so much intensity that he too noticed it. he looked at me with so much emotions and mischief that I have to turn away my face. I feel him holding my waist and then in just one swift he pulled me on himself on the bed. I was lying on his chest and looking in his eyes. 

His eyes are full of emotions that he is not able to show others. He is caressing my arm again when I looked at it, he is caressing the bruise he gave me last night.

I remembered how much an asshole he is, I try to get off him, but he pulled me back with more strength, when I tried again, his strength on my waisted tightened. The more I fight him. the more he grips with strength. When stops fighting it stopped. I looked in his eyes again, there were tears in his eyes of guilt. He looked at me with so much guilt that I mindlessly put my hands on his cheeks, he closed his eyes at our contact, and took a huge breath and then opened them again, "I hurted you didn't I?" he said.

"yes, you did but you hurted Ava more than me." I replied with anger and started taking my hand away from his cheek. But he put his hand upon my hand and stopped me from doing so. 

"I know I don't deserve her. but what can I do, my whole emotional system is disturbed. I'm broken Aly, I'm broken aly." With this sentence I don't know who started crying first me or him. I feel bad for this man. I don't know what I am feeling for this man. I hate him and feel bad for him simultaneously.

I hugged him and pated on his shoulders to make him feel better but I let him cry, he needs to take out what been inside. It will destroy him. when I feel no more sobs I get away from him and looked in his eyes again, they are too wet, I bet he is seeing me all blurry. I wiped his tears away and started tracing his eyebrows softly, by his expression I can make he is relaxed by this. We stayed like this for a while and then I got to my side.