A wish for Death

Chapter 9- Not a kiss

Heres chapter 9!! After about 1 million years, lol 😂
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I know what might be going through all of your heads right now. Nikaya, what in the actual world were you thinking when you agreed to talk to this man. I wasn't, yet another mistake I have made in my life. But alas, I can not go back in time and must accept my faith. So here I am, Nikaya Kaufman, sitting in front of him about to tell him about my life. Not that there was much to say anyway.

Ian coughed, snapping me out of my reverie.

I shifted my attention back to him, only to meet those pair of curious red eyes
I squirmed uncomfortably in my seat. Obviously bothered by his piercing gaze

"Well... what do you want to know?"

Ian smiled... (I think it was a smile? I don't know)

"How about you tell me about your favourite things, hobbies and the like"

I exhaled

"Okay, well, um, Im Nikaya Kaufman, Im 22 years old, and I live well lived in New Jersey alone. Um, i used to be in a relationship with someone, but it didn't end well. "

I saw Ian's eyes visibly flicker, but I ignored it and kept going

"I had friends." A small smile appeared on my lips as I remembered all those drunken
with Paul, Leah, and James. My smile grew when the memory of the time Paul got his head stuck in a metal bowl - don't ask - and we all had to pull him out

"Are you done reminiscing, or do I have to wait longer?"

I glared at Ian

"Yes, your royal highess - forgive me for wasting your precious time remembering my useless memories."

Ian rolled his eyes at my sarcastic tone. "No need to react so bitterly, now keep going."

"As i was saying. I had friends, stupid and crazy, but friends nevertheless. We did all sorts of peculiar things, Leah, Paul, James, and I. Apart from friends, i had hobbies. I liked to read skits. Short funny skits about unusual things. I was happy. I mean, sure, i took some sedatives here and drank there, but I was still fine. "

Ian's brows furrowed in confusion. "If you were fine, why did you want to die so badly?"

My mood dampened at that question, but as I had already told him a lot, I kept going

"The relationship that didnt end well. Yeah, um, his name was Jacob. We met in high school, he was sweet and charming, and he made me laugh. I was happy, heck i was even planning my wedding with him. But one day, he tried to go further in our relationship, but i turned him down because, obviously i wasn't ready for secual relations. Then he got angry and forced himself on me. But i endured it because i 'loved' him. Some time after that incident, i started to feel sick. Vomiting, Headaches, Body pain. So i went to the doctor, and i found out that i was pregnant, with twins. I was excited and happy because, well, i thought Jacob and i would raise the twins together. After finding out, i quickly rushed to tell Jacob, but his reaction wasn't something i expected. He was mad, really mad, and he instantly told me to get rid of the children, but i couldn't because I wanted children. He avoided me for a while after that, then he soon came around and started treating me happy. I was glad. I was overjoyed that my dream was finally coming true. Then, one day, we went for a coffee date. I had left my drink at the table because I needed to use the bathroom. When I came back and took a sip, my stomach began to hurt. A lot. I was rushed to the hospital and put in surgery. When I woke up, the doctors told me that my babies had died and that due to the effects of the medicine, I wouldn't be able to give birth again. All i felt at that moment was rage, uncontrollable rage. "

I gasped, suddenly filled with tears and sadness

"Why me? What did I do to deserve that. All I ever did was to shower him with love, and what did I receive? Hate and anger. If he didn't want the baby, he could have just told me, I could have given it out, I could have put it up for adoption, heck I was ready to do anything for him"

I clutched my chest, my hands tightening on the arm of the chair. Ian stared at me quietly, the light from the room sofly illuminating his features

"He doesn't deserve you" he said softly. "You deserve better."

I looked up at him, my eyes still glistening with tears

"Who would want someone like me?" I asked. "Broken, deppressed, addicted. Heck, i can't even give birth."

Ian looked into my eyes, his gaze becoming even more intense

"I would," he said silently. My eyes widened in shock

"What did you just say? "
"I said, i would want someone like you."

I rubbed my nose and let out a short laugh. The sound echoed against the bare walls of the room. Was he serious?

"Thank you" I started. "But you dont have to say that just so I'll feel better."

Ian's gaze became more intense. "I mean everything i said"

And with that he leaned in slowly and put his lips on mine. My brain stopped at that moment, taking its time to process what was going on. And before I even had time to react, Ian pulled away quickly

"Sorry, this was a mistake" he said hurriedly before vanishing.

I blinked and sat there, stunned , still trying to wrap my head around what happened
I slowly got up,walked to my room and collapsed on the bed as soon as I got there.

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Did Ian just kiss me?
No... impossible right?

THATS IT FOR CHAPTER 9, I ADMIT ITS REALLY SHORT, HECK ITS NOT EVEN 1000 WORDS (close though) BUT ILL BE COMING ON SCHOOL BREAK SOON SO, MORE CHAPTERS??
MAYBE... LOVE YOU ALL AND SEE YOU FOR CHAPTER 10!!