Painfully yours

Game.

HE WAS HER DARK FAIRYTALE AND
SHE WAS HIS TWISTED FANTASY.
AND TOGETHER THEY MADE MAGIC
-F. SCOTT FITZGERALD

Arya's P.O.V.
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"How the hell did you get up here?" He questioned the second he cut his phone and shoved it into his pocket.

Xavier's simple question pierced through my heart like a sharp dagger. The pain was unbearable, as if I had caught him cheating on me. I didn't expect him to be so rude, and it shattered me to pieces. I could feel the pain in my heart and my toes and my fingers.

In the midst of everyone being mean and cold to me, I had hoped that Xavier would be my solace, my warmth. But I failed to consider that if he was behind all my losses, he would never be anything but cold towards me. All I could hear him saying was I love you baby. I had forgotten that I couldn't expect love from him. He was psychotic and I'm sure his love yous mean otherwise. They mean he loves me sad and broken .I had become a little deranged myself, I suppose.

Realizing that I had no one left, the weight of loneliness crushed me even further, to the depths of my dark mind. Even the one person who loved to force his brutal affection upon me was now gone. I bit my lip as tears welled up in my eyes, and before my hands could begin to tremble, I turned around and ran outside, escaping the suffocating atmosphere.

"Arya! Stop.". Just as I was about to reach the lift, Xavier's voice echoed behind me, halting my escape.

I stood still, closing my eyes, feeling the immense pain coursing through my entire being. I felt his hand turn me around and tug me inside his office. I had lost all hope even before the fight had begun. His words had wounded me so deeply that nothing else seemed to matter. All I wanted was to retreat to the solitude of my room and cry, away from the potential humiliation that awaited me. Xavier telling me that he didn't even care about anything. I mean that's what he was going to do right. Either hit me or say something that would hurt me. So why did it hurt so much? And what else was I expecting?

"How did you get up here?" the weight of my fears pressing down on me like a heavy cloak as he continued and I knew some sort of humiliation was on its way to me.

"I sneaked in." I mumbled ashamed that I was now forcing my way inside a place I loathed, only because I was lost.

"Weren't you asked to make an appointment?" He furrowed his eyebrows and I couldn't differentiate if he was scowling because he didn't like my presence or because he thought his security failed. His question continued to swirl emotions inside me as if he stabbed me and again and again and again on purpose. I felt humiliated with his distance. I was wrong to come here and now all I look like is a fool.

"I was." I shrugged. I couldn't shake the nagging feeling that Xavier would eventually turn me away, confirming all the doubts and insecurities that plagued my mind.

"Then why didn't you." He dropped his phone on the table and looked at me.

"Why do you care about that now? You had me sitting here day to night." I casually pointed towards the couch that had become my permanent seat.

"Priorities." He looked down between us and then back at me.

"So I was a priority and now I'm not?" I said non chalant as my subconscious taught me about Xavier's new feelings. Not a fuck to give for me. Just another girl. A game.

"Why're you here?" He questioned with his hands in his pocket. And I looked down wondering if I need to go through with my defeat and what to say.

"Tell me I need to know." He said again and his voice was like a command to my body. Whenever I was this close to him, it's like I wanted to do exactly what he wants.