Talk About My Man (DISCONTINUED)

22 | A New Friend

My heart felt like it was going to explode out from my chest and a knot had already found its way into my stomach. I was scared shitless.

Is this some kind of trick? To lure me out? I thought, hearing my heartbeat accelerating in my ears. How does he even know I'm here? I'm pretty well hidden. I probably forgot to put something back to its proper place.

"I'm not going to repeat myself, Maddie," I heard Xavier say. 

What was he going to do to me? Should I come up with a lame excuse like, "Oh, sorry, I was looking for Christmas decorations and happened to wander into your room." Or will that get me into more trouble? It was the truth, though. 

I inwardly groan. It was my fault in the beginning. I'm not even allowed on this floor and surely not Xavier's room. I should've never looked for those stupid decorations in the first place.

The loose sheets were pulled up mere seconds later, the bright light blinding me as I was exposed to Xavier and Theresa. 

"What have I got here?" Xavier smirked. 

My eyes soon adjusted to the light and my lips quivered, scared to the bone of what the consequences were going to be. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.

"Leave," Xavier said to Theresa and she bowed before walking out.

Theresa was still gorgeous even with her maid outfit on. With her brunette hair and hourglass body, she made me look like complete filth compared to her. That's what you're always going to be anyway, a worthless filth in everyone's eyes.

Xavier snapped me back to reality when he put a cold finger under my chin and lifted my head up until I was forced to stare into his gray eyes. To my very utter surprise, his eyes hid his emotions perfectly. They always did. 

"Care to explain why you're here?" he raised an eyebrow. 

"I was looking for Christmas decorations?" I reasoned.

"Oh?" Xavier chuckled. "I don't think that's your only intention." 

"It is. It was just that I didn't know where to look," I admitted, shifting my weight from one foot to another. Xavier's eyes searched mine, trying to figure if I was telling the truth or not but my face held the same expression. Usually, this was how I'd avoid trouble from Alexei. By lying.   

In the end, Xavier backed away with a sinister smile playing on his lips and this was when I'll begin to plan my funeral, or maybe it was already too late. Oh god. 

"And why were you looking for them?" Xavier queried, crossing his arms over his broad chest as he leaned against the wall. 

"It's almost Christmas yet it doesn't feel Christmassy at all so I wanted to get something to light up the spirit," I shrugged, twiddling with my fingers. 

"I don't celebrate Christmas," he stated. 

"Why not?" I pressed on. 

Silence. 

"Don't ever question me." Xavier suddenly had me pressed up against the wall with his hand wrapped around my throat. You dumb bitch. A voice rang in my head.

"Xav-" I choked out, my hands on his arm as I desperately tried to loosen the grip. Bad choice.

Xavier's eyes darkened, the fury clear in them. My eyes became watery to due to the lack of air and my vision was clouded with black spots. I wanted to welcome the darkness to take over, to end all of this pain but my wish wasn't granted for the grip on my neck was let go and I was still stuck in this miserable world. My body hit the carpet floor with a thud and I gasped for air. I sucked in as much air as I could, my fingers digging into the carpet as I coughed uncontrollably.