Chapter 11

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Waking up the next day was a difficult task, the bags under my eyes, the red tint in them- were enough to tell people that I cried all night. My pathetic condition was very well reflected in the mirror, running a hand through my hair, I started with my routine.

As the water pelted down, so did my tears. The tears of anger, of frustration, of sufferings, of hate. I wanted to scream, every time I thought about it. I did not Aron to see me in my weakest – I know he wanted to know all about it, about everything that happened to me , my past – but I couldn't open upto him, not now and I don't know when I would be ready to do.

My apartment was silent- the clanking of the spoon against my bowl was the only sound filled the void. The more I tried not to think about it, the more that night came back to haunt me. the more I held back my tears, the more they ran down from my cheeks. The bright daylight filled the room, but it could not fill the darkness of my thoughts.

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His hand clamped my mouth, so hard that it hurt. While the other one, held my chin jerking it up so that I could meet his eyes. My eyes widened, I looked at him. He blew the smoke in my face, making my eyes redder than I already knew they were. I tried to cough, my itchy throat couldn't take it, but his solid grip on my mouth never left. He removed his hands momentarily to just look at me.

SMACK!

I winced while tears made its way to the corner of my eyes, " I need money and you are going to give it to me. do you get it?" he asked, I nodded .

SMACK!

Another slap, made my head jerk to the right. My restrained hands and legs were shaking from the assault, I quickly mumbled a weak 'yes'. He came closer to me, and traced his finger down my face to my neck, slowly, leaving a filthy trail of his touch. "Good" , he gruffly said and left the room. The slamming of the door was soon, covered by my labored breathes.

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"Aisla, are you all right?" Aron stopped by the studio, he insisted of taking me to lunch. I looked up from my food, giving him a reassuring smile. "I am, Aron" I said. He still looked at me concerned. Before he could even ask again, I held up a bite of my chicken to him, which he took. "Nice?" he smiled and nodded. Smiling I sank back in my chair, and continued eating.

Aron paid and drove me back to the studio. " What are you thinking?" he spoke cutting of the silence which was between us. "Nothing" I said.

"Then don't bite that lip" he said lowly, and I smirked.

"Why? Is it bothering you?" I asked teasingly

"Immensely" he said and I turned slightly towards him , while he looked at me from the corner of his eyes, clearly confused.

"Why is it bothering you, Aron", my voice low, and filled with a new found courage – which I didn't even know came from, but I liked it.

"Don't say I didn't warn you", he pulled over and released his seat belt. My smirk was wiped out my lips, when he decided to place his on mine.

Addictive;

Alluring;

Vindictive;

Wicked;

Mesmerizing;

His kiss was all of this, leaving me breathless, leaving me wanting – craving for more. Heavy breaths were resonating in the car. I did not notice how his hands held the back of my head, or how my hands had meshed themselves with his hair.

I pulled him down for another kiss, another 'getting the wind knocked out of me' kiss, the kind of which only exists in books and movies – the 'toe curling' kind of kiss. My hands made its way from his hair to his shirt, bunching the fabric in my fist, deepening the kiss.

Breathless, we broke apart. He sat back in his seat and looked at me, his hand removing the strands of hair on my face. while one of my hand, touched the my swollen lips, the tingling sensation never leaving them, "wow" I whispered, and he chuckled, "you asked for it, baby girl". With that, we drove off - he smirked through the ride, and I, I tried to take in the fact that I had just had my first kiss. 

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Hello Dear Readers, 

I know its been a while, but here is the new chapter. 

i hope you like it, despite the fact its a bit short. 

i will probably write another chapter for my other book 'His Brother', (if you haven't checked it out, then do it and tell me what you think of it), before my exams which will be later in the month. 

Do vote and comment! 

Update soon! (hopefully)

- Harley James Stark

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