Broken Strings-Dalton Rapattoni Fanfic

24. Sparks Fly

"Well I shouldn't have turned up"

The husky voice was dripping with hate. The hatred thick in his voice made a shiver run down my spine. My hands were clammy from the sweat.

"I told you"

The soft caramel voice answered in a matter of fact tone.

With that Jonah moved forward towards me as he pressed me to the garden floor.

"Luke please! Luke!"

I called out to Luke to help me but he stood there motionless as if he was made up of concrete.

"Luke!"

I woke up screaming.

I was panting heavily, out of breath. I was drenched in sweat trickling down my sides. My heart was beating like a wild hummingbird trapped in the small cage of my ribs.

Its just a bad dream. Luke will never do that to me.

'Not even after what you just did to him? I don't think so'

My alter ego spoke to me.

I shut my eyes breathing deeply to intake some fresh oxygen to calm down my heart rate.

Beautiful forest green eyes danced in front of my eyes with the same sad look Luke's eyes had when he had left.

Those eyes were full of sadness, their colour similar to a withered leaf on verge of dying.

I had wanted to protect him from the pain of heartbreak but I had only made it worse for him.

I didn't want to tell him about Dalton on phone so I had planned a meet but him meeting Dalton after saving me was the worst way to tell him I had a boyfriend.

I needed to sort things out, wipe out that look of sadness from his beautiful angelic features.

I reached for my phone. I punched in his number then put the phone away.
It would be better to talk to him in person. Besides he might not pick the phone even.

My back was hurting from the soreness of being pressed against the brick wall for long span.

I tried going back to sleep. But it didn't come easy. I was tired beyond senses but somehow my mind was too alert to let me sleep. I rolled from one side to other, wincing every time a sore cell hit the bed. Luke's face danced in front of my eyes only to be replaced by Dalton's.

I had asked a semi naked Dalton to go back to his bed as I wanted a night's sleep without having sexual frustration.

He had pouted, cribbed and threw tantrums before marching back to his room. I didn't want him to see the scratches.

I regretted the decision now because I missed his warm embrace and the way he would cuddle me to sleep.

There was a faint knock at my door. At first I thought I was hallucinating it but then came the second knock slightly louder.

I clambered out of bed and went over to open the door.

"Dalton!"

He was standing there still semi naked with a pillow in his hand, hair all messed up with a shy look painted all over his face.

"Can I..."

He hesitated.

I pulled him inside, in the bed with me.

"You okay?"

He pulled me in his lap, gently stroking my back.

"Umh..hmm.."