A Forbidden Love (Book 1)

Like Father Like Son

Naomi POV

       I just knew he was going to pry. I don't know what I'm going to tell him. I stall trying to think of what to say.

"Don't try and lie to me schätzchen, I can tell when you're lying" he says getting a little angry.

I sit up and look at him and he looks pissed. I don't know if he's pissed at me for keeping what Damien did a secret or if he's pissed at all the possible scenarios he's made up in his head. I slide off of his lap sitting on the couch cushion now, and he turns to me. I place my hand on my head because the pounding starts to get harder.

"Do you have any ibuprofen?" I ask looking down at the couch.

I hear him sigh and he relaxes a little. "Yes I have some" he gets up from the couch and I hear him head to the kitchen. I hear some drawers being opened and closed. I hear him open the refrigerated as well. After all the shuffling he makes his way back to the couch and he hands me a water bottle and a cup of ice. I take them both .

"Thank you" I say.

He sits down next to me and pours out a couple of pills into his palm. I open the water and pour it into the cup of ice. He hands me the tiny pills and I take them.

Hopefully these help I think to myself.

"Um..." I start to say.

He looks at me now and takes my glass out of my hand and puts it on the coffee table. He sits back and looks at me waiting to say something.

He looks extremely calm and says "Did he hit you?"

My heart starts to race and I look away from him . I focus all my energy on not crying infront of him. I don't want to be pitied.

"No he didn't hit me" I finally say.

"Don't lie to me!" He yells .

His voice startles me and makes me jump. I burry my face in my hands.

"He didn't hit me! I'm not lying" I yell.

"Did he put his hands on you?" He asks anger still in his voice.

"Um no..." I say softly.

"Schätzchen I swear to you" he says so seriously and low and I know I need to stop lying to him.

"All he did was grab my hair" I say now looking up at him.

I feel my tears start to well up and a lump starts to grow in my throat.

"Come here Naomi" He says. I just stare at him as my eyes water. "Come here..." He says again.

I come closer to him and he pulls me into him. I breathe out slowly and say "okay... he was a little rough with me... he kind of grabbed me by my hair really hard and told me basically I will never be able get away from him...that I will always be his. And when he let my hair go he kind of pushed me a little bit... and I hit my head on the window of his car" my voice breaks as I say the last part.

" I just got out of his car as fast as I could and when I got inside I just needed to call you" I say now looking back up at him.

I see that he's fuming with anger and his chest is rising and falling fast. I opt to just stay quiet. I wish he hadn't made me tell him what Damien did. He looks wild. 

He takes his hands away from me and rubs his hands through his hair. I see him closing his eyes almost as if he's trying to calm himself down. I see his hands turn into fists and he looks like he's going to pull his hair out.

"I can't believe he put his hands on you" he finally says.

He immediately gets up and I'm left on the couch alone . I sit up and look at him. Following him with eyes I see him get up and he starts to pace back and forth. I stare at him and I get a little uncomfortable. I start to remember what Dana told me earlier. To be careful with him...

"Please calm down Andreas" I say to him.

"How f*cking dare he put his hands on you! He made you hit your head hard enough to give you a headache!" He screams and I cower down into the couch.

I see him go over to the table. He picks up a vase and throws it at the wall and it shatters into pieces. I jump up hearing it. I see him bend over and lean on the table.

What is wrong with him?? Does he have anger issues? I think to myself.

"Please stop Andreas! You're scaring me!" I yell.

I get up from the couch and walk over to him. I stand behind him and his huge body is literally fuming. I see his hands clenched around the table and I can tell he's extremely upset. On the floor I see the shards of the glass vase everywhere.

I come up behind him and cautiously place my hands on his back. I feel him flinch when I touch him but I don't pull away.

"I'm fine Andreas... I'm ok" I say reassuring him.

I hug him from behind and I try to comfort him. Placing my hands around his body now I can feel his heart beating fast. I decide to snake my way between him and the table I stand up and place his head on my chest, and start to rub his back .

"Please calm down... I don't like this side of you... you're scaring me." I say.

All of a sudden his hands are no longer on the table, they engulf me. He picks me up and holds me, startled by what he does I hold onto his shoulders tight, afraid of falling. He brings me back over to the big couch and he sits down with me still in his arms.

Then he says something that scares me "How can I be mad at my son for being just like me?"

What do y'all think Andreas means??

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