The Bad Couple ✔ [COMPLETED]

Chapter 12: Reality

Hailey's P.O.V

The sun shone brightly in my eye and I squinted my eyes as I tried to adjust my eyes.

Other than the sun being a bitch, I had a rather good sleep that I didn't have in a while.

I looked over to the right and expected an empty bed but, he was there, right beside me.

"Blake?" I whispered as he held me tighter around my waist.

"What?" He grumbled, his voice still rough from sleep.

"Blake!" I whisper-yelled at him.

He opened one eye and looked at me then his signature smirk was upon his lips.

"Good Morning Princess." He mumbled then closed his eyes.

I huffed and tried to remove his arms from my waist but he just held me tighter if that was possible.

"Stop struggling." He mumbled as he placed a kiss on my hair.

"Blake. Let go." I said through gritted teeth.

"Nope." He smiled at me.

Isn't that the first time he smiled at you?

Yes. Yes it is. I like him a lot better when he's like this... How do I put it? More carefree?

Oh so now you like him?

Yes. I mean, no. Urgh, shut up.

"A kiss then I'll let you go." He whispered, breaking me out of my thoughts.

"A k-kiss?" I stammered.

"Yes. A kiss. Now pucker up Princess." He looked down at me with a smirk.

I shook my head and buried my face in his chest.

"Princess... Pretty please?" He said, joking around.

I laughed lightly and looked up at him again.

"N-" He kissed me straight on my lips.

Oh my gosh. Blake is kissing me. BLAKE IS KISSING ME.

I could hear all the alarms go off in my brain as he tried to get me to kiss him.

I pulled back and stared at him like he just killed my puppy.

"Blake!" I shouted at him and he smirked.

"Fuck you!" I shouted again and hit his chest.

"Gladly." He held my wrist and looked into my green eyes.

"Ha ha. Very funny." I snapped out of my thoughts and mumbled.

I got up and made my way towards the bathroom.

"Aw come on, I was just joking." His voice getting more distant.

I ignored him and shook my head, closing the bathroom door behind me.

I held onto the bathroom sink as I had a minor headache and looked into the mirror.

"I look like shit." I mumbled while rubbing my head.

The once emerald green eyes I had were now dull and my hair reassembled a birds nest.

I look like this every time I think about what happened to me in the past. What's new?

The fact that your lips were still tingling?

No it's not. I hate that his lips were so soft and addicting.

Somebody likes him!

No I don't! Fuck off brain.

Whatever you say.

I don't like him. You know what? I actually hate him. Yeah, I hate that he has pillowy soft lips, I hate his luscious hair, I hate his devilish handsome face and most of all I hate him.

Oh my gosh. I like him don't I?

No, that can't be it. Can it?

Blake's P.O.V

She scared me so much yesterday. I hated seeing her so scared. I hated the fact that I was the cause of it.

She lost total control of herself and I for the first time in my life, didn't know what to do.

Stop being such a pussy. I didn't raise you to be like this.

I closed my eyes as I held back my anger of what dad always told me to do.

I had to do everything myself. He wouldn't care about me, abuse me and just make me do everything a slave does. In exchange that he doesn't hurt the rest mom, I had to agree to be the heir for the Mafia.

He didn't keep his promise though, he's going to regret what he has done.

As I heard footsteps coming down, I looked up and saw Hailey wearing some ripped jeans and a flowy crop top that I picked out for her.

"Beautiful." I whispered and smiled at her.

How is it possible that she could look this beautiful? I don't even know.

How could she just look at me and make me smile? I don't even know.

I only know, that she makes me feel things I didn't feel before. Am I scared? Hell yeah. But I like living on the edge of life.

"Where are we going though?" She snapped me out of my thoughts as she looked at me with curiosity clear as day in her beautiful emerald eyes.

"It's a surprise." I smirked at her and begin to pull her to the car.

I could hear her huff and pout at me while I just chuckle.

She's so cute.

...

"A carnival?!" She squealed excitedly, jumping up and down while holding my hand.

"Yes, a carnival." I chuckled at her and grinned at her.

"Let's go! Let's go!" She jumped up and down like a little kid, making me laugh a little.

"Alright. Alright. Slow down." I laugh out as she dragged me to the first game stall. The ring toss.

...

"You suck at the ring toss." She pouted at me.

"Oh I'm sorry." I said in a sassy tone, making her laugh.

Her laughter was music to my ears.

You sound so gay. (A/N: Aye don't get offended -.-)

Wow. Thanks a lot brain.

Hey, you know what? No problem.

You're such a fucking sacarstic bitch brain.

What can I say, I'm just like the owner.

I mentally rolled my eyes and watched Hailey go off to another stall to play another game.

I really should pay more attention to her. I wouldn't want to lose her.

I ran over to her and right before, paying for the next game, I got a phone call.

"Motherfucker." I grumbled.

I answered the phone and prepared myself for the worst.

"Blake. Where the fuck did you go?!"

"I'm with Hailey." I said through gritted teeth while clenching my fist.

"You better come back to the fucking mansion before I kill you."

"I'm fucking coming alright?!" I almost shouted.

"Watch it." He growled out from the other end then hung up.

"Fucking bitch." I grumbled.

"Is everything okay?" Hailey asked as she rubbed my arm, comforting me.

"Yeah. Everything is just fine. But we got to go now... I promise you we'll be back alright?" She nodded and we went back to the car.

Thanks dad for always being an asshole.