Painfully yours

Devastate.

Arya's P.O.V.
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As I walked back into my house, exhaustion weighed heavy on my shoulders. All I wanted was to collapse into my bed and drift off into a deep slumber. But first, I needed to fuel my body with some sustenance. I made my way to the kitchen and opened the fridge, hoping to find something quick and easy to eat.

To my surprise, the chef had prepared some meal preps and left them in the fridge. I spotted a delicious quinoa salad and toasted some bread. The combination seemed perfect for a quick and satisfying meal. As I put the coffee pods into the machine, I couldn't resist taking a bite of the salad. The flavors danced on my tongue, only of the salad. Quinoa tastes like sand to me but soaked so long in the dressing, it tasted fine. The food momentarily rejuvenating me.

Despite my tiredness, I pushed myself to finish my meal and prepare a cup of coffee. Time was of the essence, and I knew I had to take a nap soon and then get ready. As I made my way towards my room, a sense of unease washed over me. My heart skipped a beat, and my stomach sank.

There, on my bed, sat Xavier. He seemed engrossed in his phone, completely oblivious to my presence until my arrival diverted his attention. Why can't this one day pass in peace? He stood up and walked towards me, his eyes bloodshot and tired. Why? The weariness in his gaze mirrored my own, and I couldn't help but wonder what had kept him up. Was it that he was really feeling bad about burning me? But he burned me. Himself. It wasn't an accident.I know that he did not plan it. But is that what a relationship with him would be? I tell the truth and still get punished. And like this.

Despite the exhaustion that enveloped us both, there was a certain comfort in knowing that I wouldn't endure his presence much longer. We exchanged tired smiles, silently acknowledging each other. I will not be rude to him or say something wrong. Just a few more hours.

"I'm sorry baby. I know you haven't forgiven me. "He purred.

"It's okay. I already forgave you Xavier." I whispered looking brown between us.

"I hope it's not a lie." I could feel his smirk in my neck. Oh heck. Still dares to threaten me.

"Will you punish me again if it is?" I asked blankly. Sadness and tiredness gnawed at the back of my eyes.

"I will always punish you for lying kitten." His raspy voice felt like it was rasping my body. Alert. Scared. And hopeless.

"Okay." I sigh. There's no winning with him even after such a ghastly nightmare. He'll always manage to trap me. "Why do you call me kitten?" I was tired of this nickname.

"Because you sound like one when you want something from me." I knit my eyebrows and clench my jaw.

"I want what?" Walking past him, I cautiously approach the bed.

"You know that better." Xavier follows me in the bed and embraces me tightly, and we find ourselves lying there, locked in an embrace for what feels like an eternity. Just be nice and cautious Arya.

"I can not live without you." Xavier said in my chest and my heart raced. With confusion. Was it supposed to affect me? Like he can not live without setting my skin on fire or literally cannot go on with his day without me. Even though my heart fluttered with emotion , I had to remind my self. Maybe I can spend a few more hours milking his love instead of setting him off again. My fingers instinctively weave through his hair, while his tears cascade onto my chest. The scent of him surrounds me, and for a moment, I question whether what I've done is right or wrong. I got Xavier to cry. Never did I ever even imagine him remotely sad. Just angry. I know I can make him furious. But sad?

"The day I saw you, I knew you were mine. Even if I could not get myself to admit it at first. You've eclipsed my life. You haunt my days and my dreams. There's nothing I can think of , except you. "He mumbled in my chest.