My Broken Billionaire

Chapter 34: Important

Isabella POV

His beautiful features contort into a hurt, yet angry expression when he glances at his phone, in response to a notification. What could be bothering his mind? Is it something concerning me? I don't think it is. He would surely tell me if it is about me, would he not? He trusts me enough, doesn't he? " Nick, are you okay? " My voice appears vulnerable, with a cracking edge to it. It takes him a few seconds to respond to me, and this worries me deeply because it tells me that he is in deep thought about something.

" Does it look like it? " Nick's snappy and harsh tone causes me to flinch in defense. His misty eyes are hooded with coldness; I can spot a hint of vulnerability and recognition. Recognition of what exactly? I have no clue. It must be something that really touches his heart, a sensitive topic, maybe I shouldn't really ask him again. But the whole point of a relationship is to be there for each other, it's never one-sided. Yeah. That's true. " Nick, you can tell me anything, just like I can tell you anything." His icy eyes look as if there is a glazy blanket covering them, preventing him from seeing what's right.

This time, I attempt to bite back my tears, but my mind decides against my will. " Just be quiet, I don't want to talk to you, okay? Shut up for once in your shit life! " His voice raises many octaves and his tone appears sharp and stern. Too stern for my liking. His words feel like a million stabs to my heart, and it hurts even more coming from Nikolas. Though he is right when saying my life is shit, there's absolutely no doubt about that.

As he walks away, I can't help but feel a wave of sadness wash over my body, causing more tears to be unleashed without my will. " I guess I do have a shit life, but it doesn't mean you can hold that against me. If you are worrying about something, you should tell me, help is around when you ask for it. Don't be afraid to tell me, I trust you enough to tell you anything, so you should treat me the same. If you don't, then you can consider your feelings for me. If you have any." My voice isn't as sharp as his, but he certainly glances an acidic look when those effective words leave my mouth in an instant. Well, at least I think they're effective to him.

  
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It's late in the night now. And the sound of the ticking clock is the only thing that is holding my sanity. The only thing in my mind is what Nikolas said to me earlier, that I have a shit life, and that he doesn't want to talk to me. The eeriness of the bristling trees just adds to the worry box of my brain.

Nikolas isn't even here yet, and it's nearing eleven o'clock. The only hope I have for him is gradually shrinking as the time goes by. What if he's drinking? Or with another woman? Or in trouble? My God, he shouldn't be dominating my thoughts and worries, he should be the least of them. Why is it that I keep on thinking about him? Although he insulted me earlier? Is it a feeling? Or an emotion? God, I've never been so confused in my enitre life.

A loud thud coming from downstairs startles me, and a little screech escapes my mouth without a second thought. It must be Nikolas. For some absurd reason, a ball of joy combined with pain stumbles into the pit of my stomach. How is it that I am feeling this way? How is it that I am happy to see him? How? How? How? Aren't I supposed to be furious with him?

The bedroom door gradually creaks open, the hinges squealing annoyingly. A black shoe steps into the stream of the lampost light that is leaking through the window. Nikolas' black shoes doesn't have any type of pattern or design on them. But these ones do. Maybe he brought different ones..... " Nick? Is that you...? "  My voice appears to be much more squeakier than I expected it to be. And it scares me. My conscience knows something that I don't, and it isn't warning me. There's something definitely wrong here.

" This isn't Nick. This is somebody you will never know about. Someone who has come to warn you about falling in love with Nikolas Taptiklis. He's always been a lying cheat, and forever will be. Just reminding you. Night, night...."  The voice possesses some sort of authority, some sort of dominance. It's definitely a male voice, I can tell you that now, but which male would warn me about Nikolas amd I's relationship? A gay male? Possibly....but why would he randomly break into our mansion? Whilst we're on holiday...?

This may sound absurd, but ever since Nick and I first met Cassandra, there has been some problems going around. Problems that need to be solved, but nobody is willing to solve them. I guess we'll have to wait until fate guides us to do so. Yes, I should be frightened that a male has just broken into our mansion/house, and that he knows about Nick and I, but it just makes me even more curious about what is going on. About the Cassandra problem. About Nikolas being harsh.

A laborious amount of time ticks by, making me all the more worried where Nikolas might be. He might've forgotten about me, and gone somewhere else, and here I am, concerned about him and his safety. All of a sudden, a hand bangs against the window, and it's almost as if the bangs are imitating the actions of my throbbing heart. My conscience directs ny feet to walk towards the window, and I find myself lifting up the window for the unknown person.

Nikolas. His stuttering stumbles are followed by a series of groans and grunts. Why on Earth did he climb through the window? Does he not now about his own safety? This man... " Nikolas! Where have you been?! Do you know how worried I was about you? I've been waiting since....argh! "  Nikolas stays stationery, in the same oosition from when he moved away from the window. His expression displays tints of sadness and care, but the remainder is nothing but pain.

" Bells, if I ever made you so upset that you wouldn't want me anymore, would you actually leave me? "  A spluttering cough rises in the air, and Nikolas' sobs are being caught by the crisp midnight air.

#Ash

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