Marseille Reneau would stop at nothing to make sure he gets revenge for his father's death but what would happen when it turns out that his mother is involved in his father's death? The one person he could've sworn loved both him and his father. The...
My eyes open instantly. My vision is still blurry but then I can tell someone is hovering over me but I just can't determine who it was. The person moves a hand over my face and I grab it quickly making the person wince.
"Ouch"
"Stay still would you or else you'll get hurt" another says, i realise it is Rashid, "he's normally aggressive when he gains consciousness"
Seriously man?
I sighed. My vision got clear and I realised it was Yourri's hand I grabbed. I slowly let go and say, "get me water"
She stands there looking confused before moving over to the bedside table, pours some water from a jar into a glass and holds it for me to sip. I drink heartily. I don't know how long I had been unconscious.
"Are you okay?" Rashid asks me with concern in his voice
"Yeah yeah I guess" I replied. I put my hand in my hair ruffling it, "My body hurts all over"
"Why did you do that?" Yourri demands
"What are you talking about? " I asked getting up
"You know you are allergic to peas so why did you ask me to pass them to you?" Her voice was trailing.
"Sweetheart" I move closer to her and hold her chin "I don't owe you any explanation "
"You could've died" I leave her chin
"How does that bother you?" I arch a brow, "wouldn't you be happy that I won't be here to disturb you again?"
"I'm scared of you but then it doesn't mean that I want you to die" she is looking away now
I felt my heart constrict. Damn! She's scared of me
But then she also doesn't want you dead, my inner voice tells me
"I don't care" I tell her
"Why do you act like this?" she faces me again
"Why the fuck don't you get that I don't want to see you?"
"Xana" she calls
"Leave me alone"
She sits on the couch, I hear her sniffling.
"You can cry all you want"
"I'm not crying" she says still sniffling
"Stop acting like the prick you are" Rashid demands
"Yourri don't mind him okay, he's always like this around girls" he pats her hair
"That reminds me, Rian just left, she said she'll be back later" he tells me
"What the fuck man, you let Rian into my room?" I ask
"Erhmm yeah"
"Are you alright? " I was looking directly at him now, " You know I don't let girls into my room"
"Hey, man chill" he cackles
"It's not funny so don't laugh "
"It's actually very funny, chill will you, it's not like she was going to rape you or something"
"Yeah, yeah" i say in a mock tone
"Plus I was here the whole time, if she wanted to she'll have to get through me first"
"That reminds me, get out Yourri" I says sourly
"I'm sorry but you can't be here anymore, I should have told you he doesn't let girls into his room" he says rubbing his hand through his hair.
"Yeah sure" she says getting up and then leaves immediately
I fall onto the bed immediately she leaves.
I had this hatred for girls when my sister died so I stopped talking to girls. The doctor said she died of chronic obstructive pulmonary disease which she couldn't overcome because she was still young. I'd say it was Martina who killed her with that constant smoking of hers.
She was just a little girl, she didn't deserve this. She died at six, only a year after dad was killed. I wasn't able to protect her. She was very pretty with her light golden brown hair, light brown eyes and beautiful pink lips. So many years and I still haven't gotten over her death.
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"Hey, hey, what are you thinking about? " Rashid asks bringing me out of my thoughts.
"Faqehatt" I reply sitting on the bed
"Oh man" he sits beside me now
"She didn't deserve to die" I was looking down now. I know if i don't stop thinking about her I'll cry, I always do.
"Yeah"
"I really miss her"
"I know you do"
"I couldn't protect her"
"Hey, it's not your fault"
"Of course it is"
"The only one to be blamed here is that witch Martina " he slings an arm around my shoulders bringing me closer to him.
"I wish I could just kill her"
"Don't ruin your life because of her, you don't deserve that"
"She killed my sister and my father " I say lowly while rubbing my hands over my face.
"Well yeah in a way, she did kill them"
"Oh fuck, Faqehatt, please forgive me" I say looking heavenward
"I'm sure she knows it isn't your fault"
"I was all she had after dad died"
"About that, when are we leaving for France?"
I was happy he changed the subject because I could feel tears pricing my eyes. I didn't care crying in front of Rash, he had seen me cry a lot of times already over her.
"I don't know "
"Seriously dude "
I shrug.
"Let's go show everyone you're awake now" he patt my back
"You think Yummy already didn't? "
"I don't think so, you really made her sad, man"
"Whatever" I scoff
"Dude "
"Okay fine I'll apologise "
"Thank you"
We both get up from the bed and go to the kitchen. I was still thinking of Faqehatt, I really miss her.
