My Psycho Lover( a GARETH BALE story)

CHAPTER 13

Gareth's shirt was probably, totally drenched with my tears (not that I cared). He was still holding me close to his chest.
"Are you okay,Del?", he feebly asked.
I didn't reply to his question , simply because I didn't want to. I didn't want to talk to him. There was one part of me that hated him, and one part of me that loathed him. I felt that if I opened my mouth again, I would end up blurting something rude to him and that would take Gareth off- guard and I feared he would hurt me again. So, my conscience told me to keep quiet.
Slowly, Gareth got up and with him, I did. Standing up, I moved to the extreme right, to the wall. I didn't move then. I didn't dare to, actually. I moved my eyes to his face and saw that he was staring at me - at my tear-drenched face which now beared a bruise on the lip. For a while he just stood there. I did not move my eyes away , frightened that he will hit me again. Every second that I spent with him was suffocating. It was taking life out of me. Making me fragile, weak. My nerves weren't steady. If he wanted, Gareth could as well kill me with his own bare hands. I knew I had to find a way to get rid of him, to get away from him as soon as possible. Maybe if I could learn more about his past - get some knowledge on that topic, it would help me somehow. Whatsoever, I had to do something. I just could not sit idle anymore. I had to at least try to be free. The key word being : try.
While I was thinking about my escape plans, he left, banging the door behind his back. The noise itself startled me, a shiver ran through my spine.
When he left, I had no energy or spirit to move. I was standing there staring at the walls.
And that's the last I remember of that time.
I woke up with a severe head ache. A faint light was entering through the windows. I looked around the room only to see Gareth sitting at the edge of the bed . His face was expression less. I momentarily stopped breathing. He suddenly reached out his hand and squeezed mine. I started to breathe heavily.
" Relax baby. " He said.
" What do you want from me? " I breathed out. With this he just smiled. He is a psycho after all. But that expression changed and his face drooped down. Now he seemed kinda sad. I was perplexed.
" I want you to spend one night with me, Del, please." He stood up, taking my hand. Naturally I had to get up too. I was confused about this. What is this leading to? He just moved closer to me, he slipped his hand to my waist. Instantly all the muscles in my body stiffened.
No!!
Gareth took me to the dining room and made me sit on one of the chairs. I didn't seem to act in any way.  I was overwhelmed. I didn't know what to think.
" Sit.", he commanded. I obliged. Then he went to the kitchen while I just sat there awkwardly. My mind was blank. Was I thinking right or was I hallucinating?? Gareth's making dinner? But why? Nothing was making sense to me. 

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