.Chapter 19-Part I.
"Hello, love."
Aiden.
Suddenly, his lips smashed into mine. I tried pushing him off but he had forced himself onto me.
No matter how hard I resisted, his tongue forced its way into my mouth and in that moment I felt like puking. I couldn't scream, it was muffled by his disgusting lips on mine.
I felt his filthy hands travelling down my body, touching me everywhere.
I felt pathetic all over again.
"Get... off... of.... me..." I muttered. I gathered all my strength and tried to shove him away. The only thing that did was make him mad. He kept his hands pinned down above my head and before I could even mutter another word, his hand came crashing down on my face, giving a tight, hard slap across.
Instinctively, my hand went up to my cheek and when I lowered it, I saw blood.
I felt so... weak.
Then, I watched as a guy tackled him to the floor, beating him in the face mercilessly.
Carter.
He took a few hits as Aiden got up but recovered quickly and kicked him in the gut, sending Aiden stumbling backwards.
"Security!" Malcolm yelled into a headpiece and two of his guards came rushing in, dragging the now beaten up Aiden away. He didn't stop struggling in their grasps and kept trying to knock them off their feet. He glowered at me and I tensed up.
"What did that motherfucker do?" Carter asked, rushing to my side and cautiously turning my head to his left to inspect the wound. He looked even madder than he did the other day. Some other emotion flashed across his face but I didn't quite catch it.
My emotions took over and overwhelmed me. I broke down into sobs as he hugged me close. "It's okay, he's gone now. Relax."
"No," I said, pushing him away and he reluctantly let go of me. "You don't understand," I continued, "he never goes away. He will always come back. And there's nothing I can do about it." A lump formed in my throat and I felt nauseous.
"I-I... Maddelyn..." he sighed. He knew that apologising would do nothing to make me feel better because he wasn't even the cause of it in the first place.
"I know this really isn't the right time, but could we just talk? At my place?" he asked.
"Fine, just get me away from here," I huffed. I looked at him in the eyes. It was highly probable I looked like a hell of a mess but its seemed like he didn't care and looked at me as something entirely different.
He drove us to his apartment. In the car, as tears silently streamed down my face, he took my hand in his and kissed the top of it. He offered me a smile which I failed to return. For those few seconds, it was if I had totally forgotten about when he not kiss but made out with that other girl. Recalling that event, I retracted my hand and suddenly the air felt tense and awkward.
Leaning back on the seat, I closed my eyes and slept.
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Carter's POV
When I saw that fucking asshole forcing himself on her, I was already real fucking pissed. The moment I saw his hand connecting with her face, I completely lost it. I bounded towards him, and threw him onto the floor.
As I viciously rained down blows on him, this sentence passed through my mind.
How
I punched him.
Dare
Second punch.
He
I punched him for the third time.
Fucking
Fourth punch.
Touch
Fifth punch.
My
Sixth punch.
Maddelyn
Seventh punch.
Then this dipshit decided to get back on his feet and throw a couple of weak hits at me. I kicked him right in the gut and I was surprised he didn't fall to the ground.
Malcolm's guards came and dragged that dumb fucker out of the house. I wanted to beat him up until he dropped dead but I guess I'll wait for another time. Retarded shits like him were clearly going to be coming back. They just itched for a beating.
Then I saw Lynn collapsed against the wall, her lips swollen, stray strands of hair sticking out in different places and her top completely crumpled. Tears flowed down her precious face and I had to look away for a while so that I didn't lose control of my emotions.
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Right now, all I wanted was to hold her in my arms forever and keep her safe. I wanted to comfort her and tell her that it'd be okay, I wanted to promise her I'd protect her.
But afterall, what's the point of it when I can't even keep them. Empty promises was really the last thing I wanted to make now.
Oh Maddelyn, I'll tell you how I feel soon.
I looked at her sleeping form, is it possible to fall in love with your childhood best friend all over again in 3 months?
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