NOYADE

Love or Hate Mate ?

I woke up with a dull pain underlying my right arm  to the soft sheets and the morning light that trickled in through the blinds . My eyes were still shut as i soaked in the warmth of my covers before realising im on the bed with Musa's hand around my waist .
Wait ...am i on the bed , ummm how am i on the bed .

WAKE UP , GET OFF ME
'What am i doing on the bed you jerk '. I blurted out .

Hmhnmm Musa groaned in his sleep when he finally woke up rubbing the sleep away from his blue eyes .

'Well someone wanted to sleep with me last night i guess ' musa smirked giving me a perverted look .

' Yeah right , you pervert  how did i get on the bed ? ' . I scowled at him disgustedly .

'Well you hugged me last night and i'm the pervert , he smirked again making me nauseous .

'Why would i hug someone i hate jerk ? '

' Yeah exactly , get out of my bed .. Now ! . ' He shouted at me making me tremble a little .

'Are you insane or what ?  , last night i was on the couch and i end up waking up next to a jerk like you , do you mind telling me how ? I asked him with pure hate in my voice .

Almost shocked by his reaction when he pushed me down from the bed and i fell down falling on the same hand he screwed last night .

'What the hell are you insane ? ' I yelled at him tears rolling down my cheeks , God i hate him .

I see him tense when he hopped down the bed sitting beside me .

Ummm...' I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you . ' he looked at me with guilt in his eyes .

I had no idea what to say , though I wanted to slap him for pushing me down the bed like i'm some shit he tests his mood swings on , but i decided to stay quiet and do nothing but cry .

'It's fine just go away' . I looked away trying to hide more tears building up in the corner of my eyes , I don't want him to think i'm a coward actually scared of him .

'Im sorry '  . He cupped my face giving me a soft kiss on my cheek .

Oh my God is he crazy , or have i gone crazy living with a moody weirdo . My body went rigid with surprise .
I hesitantly looked up , my cheeks turning red . I looked away again trying to hide the blush making me look like a stupid teenager .
He got up and made his way to the washroom . I sighed .

He came out of the washroom dressed in loose black silk shirt with leather cuffs and blacks pants . His blue eyes looked so deep and catastrophic with a dash of silver . He had distinct cheeckbones and an angular jaw and this black shirt made him look so handsome . I wonder if he has a girlfriend .

' Stop checking me out sarah i know i'm hot ' . I was interupted from *the checking my husband out * mode .

'I wasn't checking you out ugly beast ' ... I tried to hide how embaressed i was .

' Oh really , i didn't know you have this thing for ugly beasts ' . He went outside the room giving me a wink .

What a weirdo , why on earth did i even stalk him . Did i actually stalk him ? ... He's so messed up .
At times he almost kills me at other times he's so loving and nice . I felt a sharp pain in my head , it's been a while im only taking stress , anxiety building up... And it's just sad as days pass all my memories of my family are slowly fading away .

Almost a year since i was abducted , the way Musa touched me today , made me miss Bazil . I missed him , i missed the way he used to tease me , and comfort me , he was my bestfriend i knew him since grade 2 .