Chapter 11 ― Is Sorry Enough?

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CHAPTER 11

IS SORRY ENOUGH?

Two days later, I was stuck in Hell. Fortunately when Jared contacted Leonardo, he didn’t believe him since a younger me was locked up in his room. He accused him of having hallucinations from all the drugs he took. Leonardo hung up on him and Jared cursed loudly before throwing the phone into the wall, breaking it.

Scared I would go to the police, he kept me tied onto a chair in his bedroom where he kept the curtains closed.

My time here was long and painful. He would usually leave me alone, but when he was too high, he would come up and have fun beating me. When I was alone, I was unable to fall back in my trance like state like I used to. Instead, my mind was overflowing with thoughts of the Doctor… and how I missed him. Tears would roll down my cheeks for hours at a time. I hated myself for coming here. Maybe more than Jared. I got myself into this awful mess.

As I looked up at the ceiling in the dark room, a loud noise appeared from downstairs. I looked at the door, worried of when Jared would barge in. Steps climb the stairs and I braced myself for the worst.

But to my greatest surprise, the door opened to reveal the Doctor. I smiled widely, so happy to see him, but it faded just as fast seeing the anger and disapproval in his face. Without a word, he untied me and took my hand to pull me down the stairs very fast, ignoring my limping. I passed by the living room where Jared was unconscious on the couch. We simply walked out the front door and walked to the TARDIS. Amy was leaning onto the box and grimaced seeing my face. I guess that I wasn’t exactly a beauty queen at the moment. I surely had a bruise or two on my face.

We walked in and instead of discussing where we’d go next, the Doctor dragged me up the stairs, down the hall with a turn to the left and three to the right before stopping in front of a door with the name “Doctor” on it. He opened it and walked me in the small study like room. There were shelves covered in books on two of the walls and behind the desk was a fireplace with a raging fire already burning.

He gestured me to sit down and he sat on the desk in front of me. He didn’t say anything at first. He didn’t even look at me, gazing right over my head to the other side of the room. There was a long and heavy silence and I had the worst feeling in my chest, my stomach was in knots. I started to wish he would just yell at me, that it would be better than this troubling quietness. Disappointment shadowed his face and I couldn’t help the tears rolling down my cheeks. It was like being slapped, but with the suspension of when it would happen.

“Just say something already!” I cried.

He sighed and finally laid eyes on me.

“Do you have any idea how stupid you were, Ariella? You put your life at risk after you promised me you wouldn’t,” he said slowly.

The way he said my name instead of AJ made it worst.

“It is one thing for you to trust me, but I need to trust you too. But I can’t if you do these kind of things!” he pointed out without raising his tone. “I lie. There will come a time that I will lie to you, but I only do if it is necessary and when I do it, at least I know what the bloody Hell I’m doing.”

I hid my face in my hands and slumped down in my chair as he spoke. I felt so… broken. My heart was beating rapidly and I had trouble breathing. What was wrong with me? If I wasn’t such a Goddamn idiot, he wouldn’t be so mad with me.

“I’m sorry…” I managed to say.

His face became softer and he kneeled down in front of me. I felt his hands on mine and he moved them off of my face so I could see him. His green eyes looking into mine as he brushed my check with the tip of his fingers. He smiled lightly and pulled me into his arms.

“The only reason I got mad is because you had me so scared and worried, AJ. If I had got there too late…” he trailed off.

“I’m sorry,” I repeated.

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