Long Live the King

Four

Alia's POV

I wake up from a long nap and I smell smoke, my eyes are squinting so I don't know where its coming. I start hyperventilating and then I hear someone talking,

"Alia?" I panic and I cant breathe, oh no a panic attack. I open my eyes and see Guy holding a cigarette, I try to take a breath but it doesn't come. I start flailing my hands around and he drops it and steps on it and rushes towards me and grabs me by my shoulders,\

"Alia! It's okay!!" I hear him freak out then my eyes close involuntarily and I feel something warm wrap around me and I hear something close to 'please don't, calm down shhh" I start spluttering and coughing and I hear him start to whine. I open my eyes and I point at my bag, he looks at it then back at me then grabs the bag quickly. I snatch it from his grasp and panic to find my inhaler, he looks at me in a panic and grabs it then he pulls out my inhaler and hands it to me. I put it up to my mouth and breathe with it. I finally breathe right and Guy calms down and runs his hand through his hair,

"What the hell Alia?!" He says loudly, I glare at him and he scoffs.

"I'm sorry," he says weirdly,

"What the fuck Alia!?" I scowl and hit him on the chest then he grabs my wrist and throws it against the wall,

"Hit me again princess." I glare and turn my face. He leans in closer and kisses my neck again, this time I shove him off.

"Why do you do that?" I say harshly as I put my hands on my hips. He shrugs and winks,

"You are so bipolar." I mumble then he has me up against the wall again.

"We still have 24 hours in here, no camera, no microphone, nothing. I could easily do something to you and no one would know." he sneers and I drop my hands from my hips and my mouth is open frightened. He just chuckles,

"But you're too big of a pussy for that princess." he says as he backs away and I feel tears rush to my eyes. He throws his hands at me shooing me away and I shrink to my knees and cry into my hands, the memories come flooding back. I shouldn't be crying, I shouldn't be giving him the satisfaction of my tears. I stand up, wipe the dirt off me and wipe my tears away viciously. I look at Guy with a hard glare and he looks at me and widens his eyes. I charge at him and push him hard against the wall and when he hits the wall I hit his chest. I punch, slap, name anything I'm doing it. I stop when I feel that he has captured my wrists in his grasp and then I lost it. My tears spilled out, they stained his white shirt and I didn't even care right now, I cried and I cried hard. I lean into his chest and cry harder, then I feel him release my wrists and hesitantly wrap his arms around me. I know he is trying to comfort me, but why? All he is, is mean, cruel, vile, and rude, so why is he trying to help me?

"Alia..?" He whispers softly and I sniffle then sit up as I wipe my nose with the sleeve of my sweater. My eyes burn, I know they are red from crying.

"I'm sorry.. I-I didn't mean what I said." He whispers, then I feel his hand in my hair and he is stroking it gently and I sniffle again. I feel him lift my face up with his hands, they are abnormally large. He wipes away one of my tears away with his thumb.

"Why did that affect you so much..? When I say something like that.. I never mean any of that. Just know that." I nod and he lets go of me and sits back against the wall as I am sitting on my knees wiping my tears away.

"So, why did that affect you so much princess?" I shake my head and smile lightly,

"Like you said, some things are better hidden." He smiles and nods,

"Alright princess, fair game."

"Can I ask you something?" He nods.

"Why do you call me princess, and prom queen?" He shifts his position then looks towards me and I hiccup, he smiles.

"Because you're innocent, you're pretty, you're the popular one-" I cut him off by laughing loudly and he has a look of confusion plastered on his face.

"What?" He asks, and I cover my mouth and quiet my laugh.

"First I am not popular, not at all, second what makes you think I'm innocent?" he smirks,

"Well you are known by everyone, and well you have that look of pureness." He smiles showing his white teeth.

"How do you have such white teeth when you smoke?"

"Well princess, there is thing called 'Colgate'." he winks and I giggle, then hiccup again.

"You're cute." he says randomly and my cheeks heat up,

"Thanks.." I say shyly,

"Anytime princess."

"My name is Alia." I say sharply with a smile,

"I know, but I like princess." I glare playfully at him and he smiles.

"So can I call you something then?" He smirks once again,

"Hot stuff, sexy, gorgeous man-" I laugh and swat his arm,

"No, like a nickname."

"Those are pretty crafty nicknames if you ask me." he winks and I roll my eyes.

"How about arrogant jerk." I smirk and he glares,

"I am just kidding, I'll call you by you're name, I like it." He smiles,

"Why?"

"It's unique."

"Thanks princess, I like yours too."

"How so."

"Alia, Avelenne." he smiles as if I should know what that is supposed to mean. I raise my eyebrow,

"Avelenne is my mothers name." he smiles,

"Oh that's nice." I smile back,

"My mothers name is Alice." He smiles again,

"Beautiful." He says, and I swear there is another reason behind his meaning.

"Thanks."