Bad vs Bad

Chapter 7

Edited 12/10/2020

Valeska's p.o.v 

"Your car or mine?" asked Cayden. 

"Doesn't matter, I just need to drive home in my car."

"Okay, baby."

I just rolled my eyes at him as he opened the door to the passenger side, gesturing for me to get in. I jumped in and he closed my door before sitting down in the driver's seat and driving out of the parking lot. 

"So where are we going?" I asked. 

"Where do you want to go?"

"Don't know."

"To my house? I have tv-games."

"Sure."

"Then to my house."

My phone rang and I picked up the call. 

"Who is it?" I asked. 

"It's me! Martino!" he said on the other line. 

I never thought I would hear him again. 

"Martino? Since when did you speak English?"

"Since always. Anyway, I actually called you to know where the fuck you went after the champion duel!?" he shouted in my ear and I pulled the phone away from my ear a little. 

Now he noticed. I haven't seen him in 3 years. 

"Champions duel? No, no, no, you must have gotten the wrong girl." I laughed awkward. 

"You fucking idiot! You left without any trace and gave me all of the responsibility! I nearly got fucking kicked from my job as a coach!! Because of fucking you!!!" he continued shouting. 

"So what I caused you a lot of fucking trouble! You know what? I don't fucking care! You were the worst coach ever fucking been! No wonder I quit! No wonder I fucking moved! I almost fucking killed someone." I shouted and then hissed out the last sentence hoping Cayden would not hear. 

"I don't care!!! Do I have to come and get you?!"

"Good fucking luck finding me." I said knowing that for someone like him would it be easy to find me. 

The phone was ripped from me by Cayden and he continued to speak to Martino. 

"Stop fucking shouting at her and don't you dare to try to come and get her, cause then you'll be in trouble." he said threatening calmly. 

He stood up for me. For me. Martino said something and Cayden was still a little angry. 

"Who the fuck I am? I'm Cayden, her boyfriend." he said with a smirk. 

My boyfriend?! Oh damn. Nope, never. Not even a little. He may have said it to protect me? But why would he protect me? And why did he smirk? Does he want to be my boyfriend? 

I heard Martino shout-laugh 'Yeah, sure'.

"Believe us if you want, the choice is yours." he said calmly and ended the call. 

He gave me my phone back. I was still shocked that he said he was my boyfriend. 

"Where did you get the idea of you're my boyfriend?" I asked him as calm as possible. 

"Who on earth was that?" he said, still awfully calm. 

"Uh, a guy that I know from Las Vegas." I tried but he didn't let himself be fooled. 

We had pulled up at his house and he dragged me inside. When we were inside he slammed the door close and my back faced the door as he hovered over me. 

"Who. Was. That?" he asked again and his hot breath was right against my face. 

I was both scared and at the same time not. I kind of knew that he wouldn't hurt me, but I was scared of guys sometimes because of what dad and Ziko have done. 

What if he'll hurt me?

He looked into my eyes and there was no emotion, they were blank, the eyes I've seen so many times. He must have seen that I was a little scared and immediately stopped hovering over me, instead he took a few steps back and turned his back towards me. He mumbled something that I didn't catch and covered his face with his hands. He turned around again facing me. 

"I'm sorry I bursted out at you." he mumbled looking away. 

"It's, it's okay."

"Are you sure?" he asked. 

"Yeah." I said and smiled a little. 

He smiled and began walking towards me opening his arms. I went for it and ran into his arms, hugging him tightly, ignoring the pain my body was in.

"I'm so sorry, baby" he whispered into my hair.

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Hello my little friends!!!
Had a consert today and luckily it went well! (for u who don't know do I play the violin)