To Believe In Love

Chapter Thirty - four

"Damelia, please don't bull shit me right now" Julian spoke dangerously low.

It was the first time he was addressing me like this. He was calm yes but it wasn't a tranquil calm. It was the calm before the storm. The kind of calm before utter destruction.

Yet what my mind was stuck on was my name, Julian was calling me by my name.

He wasn't calling me Lia...

Julian was calling me Damelia!

Julian was actually pissed.

Shit!

Shit!

Shit!

"I'm not bull shitting you! I just don't want to talk about it" I argued, still not giving him what he wanted.

He was starting to suspect that something was up between me and Kimberly. At first he'd been quiet the whole walk back to the beach house. Then as soon as we settled into our joint room, he locked the door and confronted me.

"You've been acting weird, you and Kimberly keep avoiding each other. Then when you two finally spent time alone, you disappeared and found yourself on private property. You do know you could’ve gotten lost or even hurt!" He fired back, calling me out on my lie.

At his words, I started to realize how hard it was going to be to get him to back down. He was clearly not about to let up and I was tired. I just wanted to sleep, arguing was the last thing I expected when we landed in Hawaii.

How could I convince him that everything was alright?

It wasn't okay, it actually was so far from  that and he wasn't buying my 'I'm okay' fascade.

I wanted to tell him but I made a deal with Kimberly and I had to give her time.

He'd understand later but for now, I guess I'd have to endure this period of him being mad at me.

"So you're just gonna stay silent?" He asked, after I didn't reply to the hard evidence he had presented.

I kept quiet.

What more was I to say? I couldn't tell him. Not yet anyway, so if he wasn't going to let up... silence was my answer. Which I admit was pretty messed up but it had to be done.

How sad it was that I was ruining my healthy relationship with Julian for Kimberly. 

Kimberly who didn't give a shit about my bestfriend. Kimberly who was a two faced snake. Kimberly who I thought was a genuine friend. 

"Damelia... you can't be serious" Julian spoke, disappointed by my behavior.

I wanted to cry in that moment. He sounded so hurt. As if I just shattered his heart.

"So this means you don't trust me" he continued, pacing the room now, he was growing more frustrated with every pace.

I kept silent, answering would just add fuel to the fire.

"Did she do something?" He inquired, looking at me concerned but I looked anywhere except at him.

He sighed heavily.

Then he headed for the door. I became nervous at that because where the heck was he going? He better not be going to her.

"Julian. Where are you going?" I asked, rising from my seat on the bed.

He kept silent, giving me a taste of my own medicine and boy was the taste bitter.

He unlocked the door and stepped out into the hallway, still ignoring me.