Interest [COMPLETED]

14. Seeing Him

Isabella's POV

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Also I just changed the title for this chapter, just to let you know ;)

*A week later*

"Will you tell me what happened? It's been a week Bells, I'm worried. At least, I don't know, eat something, go out, take a shower for God's sake." Benjamin whined.

He was right though, I had to get over it, I had to start living again.

After we had arrived at Adrian's house the day that he'd saved me I had taken all my stuff, called a cab and came to Benjie's house immediately. Yes, I had wanted Adrian's comfort all the time I'd been in that hell hole but I just, I just couldn't look at his face.

All the man he had murdered...

I just had to let it sink in and since I didn't have a house, Benjie was my escape. He was very welcoming and also very worried. He'd taken me in the second I knocked on the door. Then when he saw all the calls from Adrian that I had ignored, he knew something was wrong.

He was patient with me but now all his patience was running out since I hadn't spoken a word since I came here. I just cried and ate the food Benjamin forced me to eat. I hadn't been going to work either, I was planning on quitting for the past few days anyway.

"Look, babe, you can't just hold it all in, you have to talk to me. I promise it'll make you feel so much better. Just don't torture yourself like this, let it out-"

"Benjamin I was kidnapped, almost raped and saw Adrian kill... people." I cut him off by putting it all out there without - shockingly - bursting into tears. His jaw fell, but he quickly gathered himself. "He's in the mafia shit Benjie, he... he kills. He killed right in front of my eyes. I kissed a murderer. I- I slept in a murderer's bed." My voice cracked, tears threatening to fall from my eyes.

Benjie pulled my head onto his chest soothingly. "Shhh, it's alright. It's going to be okay."

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Adrian's POV

I was going crazy. She stayed in that boy's house. She had ran away fom me to go to his house. He soothed her, he took care of her. I was supposed to do that, not sit in my car all day in front of the boy's house, waiting for Bella to come out.

I wasn't supposed to be a fûcking chicken and just knock on the door. But a feeling inside of me told me that I was not supposed to do that and that I had to give her space. I was probably the last person she wanted to see. It hurt me to know that, but I had to be mature about this and give her her the time she needed.

She had been through a lot since she met me, the guilt was unbearable, but I wanted her next to me. I selfishly wanted her in my arms, I wanted to explain to her everything and tell her over and over again how sorry I was.

I wanted to hear her say she loved me. Because hell, all I had been thinking about, sitting in this car day and night was how much I loved her.

I missed her so much.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard my phone ringing. I wished for the annoying soud to stop but I hadn't gone to work today, it probably was something important. So I sat up straight, realizing I had fallen asleep on the car seat and took my phone from my lap.

It was the new forty year old secretery that was replaced with Cher.

"Yes, Alessia?" I answered the call, my voice groggy from exhaustion.