Loving Nicolas

Chapter 5

                   

I woke up the next morning to knocking on my door. I felt groggy, my body hurts in places I didn't know there were places on it to feel that sore. I rolled out of bed, groaned and stumbled to the door. I had a shower when I got back to my hotel room last night, I felt my muscles relaxing under the hot jets of water. I dried and moisturized, brushed my hair and cleaned my face from the remaining makeup. Going through the whole routine without thinking about Nicolas. That was good. The less I thought about him, the faster I'll get over him. I told myself. It was over. A one night stand. I doubt he'd remember me when he wakes up.

I kept telling myself that until I fell into an exhausted sleep.

I blinked few times rubbing at my eyes, and opened the door. It took me few seconds to register who was standing outside. I must be dreaming. An angry Nicolas glared at me. The color of his face was heightened, his silvery eyes dark and narrowed, and his lips were a thin angry line.

Angry! Angry! Angry!

Why would he be angry? He should thank me for not complicating things, for not hanging onto him and having expectations. Yeah...like putting a ring on it. And just then Queen Bee popped in my head singing 'All the Single Ladies'.  I had to force attention back at him as he stormed in. 

"Really Leah! Really?!" Nicolas snapped and slammed the door shut.

'All the single ladies...all the single ladies... Now put your hands up...'

I jumped in my place and stepped back against the wall still in a daze as I watched him put his hands on his hips leaning forward crowding me. I had to shut down Beyoncé down, as I tried to smooth my hair back from my face. It must be a dream, Leah. 

His silvery eyes were narrowed and cold, his features a mask of rage.

"What is your game? Tell me! Because I do not play games Leah!" He yelled at me.

Games? What the hell was he talking about? He was dead serious!

"No...no games..." I shook my head not really understanding what he meant by it.

"Really? Playing the virgin and running away while I was sleeping? Who had sent you to me?"

"No one! Listen to yourself!" I yelled back, now fully awake, the extent of my shock by his accusation making me stammer. I can't believe he'd even think I'm that kind of person. I felt a constricting in my chest, my hand went to my chest trying to hold my splintering heart in place.

"Why did you leave then?" He leaned closer his face in mine, our noses almost touching. I can feel his hot breath. His anger vibrating from his body into mine.

"I don't know...you were sleeping...I thought it was over..." I looked around the room, except at him. I couldn't think clearly beyond my shock.  "I don't know how these things work!"

"You just left." He said flatly not believing a word I said. I can see it all over on his face.

I nodded feeling very awkward standing there in my PJ.

"What is it you wanted me to do?"

"I thought I'd wake up with you still sleeping at my side. I thought we'd continue what we started." He stepped closer, his voice low. His silver eyes searched my face for any sign of deceit.

I shook my head, my eyes burned.

"And then what Nicolas? I'm leaving tomorrow. You have your life and career which will take you to other places."

"Leah...are you sure? Because I'm sure I would wake up with headlines about me seducing a virgin." He was cruel and I couldn't believe my ears.

"You are out of your mind Nicolas!" I shove him back but he was too big compared to me and he doesn't budge from his place.

"Really? How much did they pay you? I'll pay you double." His eyes narrowed, his lips snarling at me.

"Get out! Get out now or I'll call security!" I hiss at him, my whole body went cold with fury. I can't believe after last night, that he thought I was that kind of person. That I would even think tell anyone about what had happened between us. A tear rolled down my cheeks. "Out now!"

He backed away, looked a bit confused at me then the cold mask was back on.

"You're good." He growled derisively. "If fashion design doesn't work for you, you should consider acting. You might even win an Oscar."

I shook my head slowly in disbelief. I can't believe how cruel he is right now. The illusion of Nicolas Scott crumbled before my eyes as I watched him turn back to the door open it and leave slamming the door behind him.

I slide down to the floor, my whole body shaking from shock and grief. I had left his home knowing very well whatever had happened between us was at an end, but I had never realized the ending would be so bitter and cruel.

You deserved it Leah. Every bit of it.

The tears rolled down hot and angry, more at myself than him. I have put myself in this situation. I have to accept the consequence. I wasn't sure how long I had stayed in my place crying quietly. I eventually got up went to the bathroom, took another shower and contemplated if I should return back to Paris today instead of tomorrow.

I had nothing to do here anymore. I have intended to do a little shopping, eating at a place a friend had recommended I should give it a try. I don't care anymore. I wanted to be back in my city, in my apartment. I wanted something to occupy my mind. I wanted work. I didn't want to think about Nicolas Scott anymore.