Broken and Fixed - (Conor McGregor)

Chapter 11

Clomping away her feet, she rolled her bag across the rail station, searching for her train's platform. She had already bought the ticket from the money that she was left with. Now she had nothing, not even a penny but she did have a heart filled with hope and confidence. She was lucky enough to get a ticket because it was too late and this was the last train to Belfast.

Aria placed her bag in a corner and sat down on top of it before staring at her ticket. She'd go to Belfast where she would start a new life. She will have her job, her own apartment and she would be independent. Along with all that, she would try and find Conor, for who she had thousands of questions which were all to be answered by him.

Time elapsed as she thought all this and her thoughts were crushed as a sound of footsteps approached her.

"Hey."

She looked up and her body started trembling instantly. It was him.

"Conor." Aria stood up and hurried towards him.

"Who are you? And how do you know about Anora?" He stopped as soon as the distance between the two was only inches away. They looked into each other's eyes, both pairs were filled with tears of fear. She feared the heavy feelings inside of her, meanwhile he feared what was to come.

"Because I have Anora McNair's heart and her soul wants justice. Only you can help with that. Please, let me tell you everything. I don't know how but I know everything that happened in her life. I even know that she didn't die through an accident, it was a murder."

Conor found it hard to digest all the words she was saying so he quickly grabbed her hands and dragged her towards the benches where the two sat.

"Tell me everything."

Aria's eyes widened because he was the first person to believe her. Nevertheless, she nodded before licking her lips and telling him everything.

"It was the night you both met at a bar. She gave you that small statuette which she had designed herself and it was the most valuable thing in her life. But when you told her that you can't be together, her pride was not only hurt but it was shattered. Her heart was wounded and she could not think properly. Her fiancé found her in the same bar but she ignored him and ran out of the bar and that is when a car, which was parked in a corner, started and it ran over her brutally. She didn't see the person who was driving the car but it was a woman. That was the last ever moment of her life. When she was brought to the hospital, her heart was still working and I was a girl with hole in my heart. I needed a heart and Anora's fiancé agreed to donate her heart. That is how Anora and I are attached to each other forever."

Aria released her tears. Finally, she found some inner peace within herself and her head was lightened. Conor saw her cry, his head full of words but they wouldn't come out of his mouth. However, he put his hand on top of her head and lovingly ruffled her hair, a gesture which meant 'cheer up' but it wasn't enough.

"I will help with whatever makes you feel better. I never knew Anora much but she considered me as her hero. She had something which attracted me to her, something more than just a pretty face. Her willpower, her story, her strength. All those aspects about her are the ones I'll never forget. I won't lie to you, it was quite late when I heard about her death and I was shocked. I visited her grave immediately. It was horrible. But I assure you, I will find that murderer and I will make the murderer pay."

She looked up at him and he pulled on a beautiful smile which forced her to dry up her tears. Her head nodded and she smiled after hearing his words.

"My name is Aria Rutherford." She spoke with a little hesitation now, since she wasn't even sure about her name anymore.

"Ari, where are you going at such a late night?" He questioned with a surprised look on his.

"Running away from my family because I don't feel like myself anymore. They will never accept me this way. They'll think I'm mad if I tell them what has been haunting me. I told my brother that I met you but he didn't believe me. I'll go to Belfast, start a new life there, live in peace with no tension. I'll probably succeed."

Conor shook his head immediately as he stroked her hand gently. "No, no Ari. Look, don't run away to Belfast. That place will give you nothing. Even if you want to run away, run away here only, in Dublin. It's a big city and I tell, your family won't be able to find you. I can give you accommodation, don't worry about that. Job is not necessary but if you want to be independent, try your luck."

"Accommodation? You really don't have to make me live in your house-"

"No darling, not the house I live in. I own many apartments in Dublin which require a caretaker. I'll take you to one. If you don't like that, I'll take you to another one. You will live alone, have your own privacy. You can even party all night long if you want. How does that sound?"

Aria smiled widely before standing up and picked up her luggage bag. "Then what are we waiting for?"

"Oh yeah, that's a good girl. Let's go now!"