Winning her (BH Bk. 3) COMPLETED

Ch. 27 - cold shoulder

Ciara and Amore****

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Ciara.

I went to deliver Amore's lunch.

As soon as I opened the door, he beamed at me with a smile.

If this only happened in other occasion, I'd be more than happy to smile back and kiss him for greeting me with a smile.

But after all the things I found out yesterday, I don't think that he worth my care and my love... if that is what I'm feeling for him now despite the barrier.

"Hi! I missed you..." he smiled at me.

I forced a smile. "We just saw each other this morning."

"Yeah, but you were in a hurry so----

I cut him off.
"Umm, here's your lunch."

He blinked.

Despite the coldness I somehow show him, he still force himself to lighten the mood.

"So what's for lunch?" he grinned.

"Just meat. Nothing you can't recognize through its smell."
I placed the food on the table.

His smile dropped.

I don't want to feel sorry for bitching around but my heart feels like it's been stepped on as his smile dropped like that.

And I hate it!

I hate that I even care!

He took a step forward.
"I-Is there... is there something wrong?"
His halfhearted smile managed to make me feel crap.

I stood my ground and remind myself that he deserved it.

"Nothing's wrong. What could be wrong?"
I asked him innocently.

"Ummm... Ciara, if there's anything, or you have a problem at home that you want someone to listen to you, I'm your guy."

I narrowed my eyes at him, smiling.
"That statement seems odd. Don't you think?"

"Huh?"

I shrugged.
"The statement feels wrong. I don't know. I just don't like the vibes..."

He blinked.
"Is there anything you want to say?"

I shrugged.
"What is there to say?"

"I-I could feel something's b-bothering you and... I--- ummm..."

I plastered a wicked smile.
"Don't mind me so much. I've been through worse."

He stared at me.
"Did Yuda ... Did she happen to say
a-anything to you?"

The hesitation in his voice made me want to slap him hard.

I decided to play it cool.
"What is there to tell? Nothing important I guess..."

"Why are you acting this way?"

I batted my eyelashes innocently.
"Like what?"

"L-Like---- Like you hate me... Like you...
I don't know... don't wanna be with me?"

I let out a sarcastic laugh.
"Don't wanna be with you?? We aren't together, Amore. I am WITH Miguel, in case you forgot. He IS my mate. The ONLY man I am destined with."

"Are we back at this again??"

I let out another sarcastic laugh.
"Back again?? What do you mean by back again?? Amore, whatever you do, I am his as he is mine. Nothing else... Put that in your mind."

His face darkened.
"Are you ending what we have?"

I tilted my head.
"What? What is there to end when there isn't something to start with?"

His eyes narrowed in anger.
"What are talking about?!"

"There is no us, Amore. There isn't and there won't be. Keep that in mind. You don't get to own me. What we shared is pure sex, pure lust, pure physical attraction only... Nothing more. What I have with Miguel is beyond that. And don't you ever think even for a second that I would give up my mate just for you. What would I get? What's in it for me??"

"You don't mean that!" He hissed.

"Oh trust me, I mean every word. Every single word..."

"What is wrong with you?!" he stood fuming.

"Nothing's wrong with me! I am just reminding you of what you are to me! Wake the hell up, cowboy! You're just a second lover, a kept lover, a side dick, the one I won't ever be with. This is us and this is the furthest we can be. This is the reality. You will never be my top priority."

He punched the wall, leaving a hole on it.
"Take it back!! Take it fucking back!!"

I shook my head.
"You will never have me, Amore. At the end of the day I will always choose my mate and that is Miguel I will always choose him over you. It is always be him and it won't be ever you..."

"Shut the hell up!" he kicked his bed hard, wrecking it in the process.

"What?! Is reality a bitch? Or karma does?! You are held in here for a grave reason! I guess I'm your karma, babe!"

I'm glad I patched that one up quickly.

I don't want him to know that I found out already.

I want him to taste his own medicine!

"You. Are. Mine!" he growled.

I shook my head in disagreement.
"I am never yours... I WILL never be..."

A tear escaped his eye.
"If incase you found out that Miguel isn't your mate, is there a chance for us to be together?"

I shook my head, making him shut his eyes for a few seconds.

He swallowed.
"If he didn't want you or he'll find someone better, will you be with me then?"

"No..."

He wiped his tears angrily.

"Why do you care for him so much?!"

"Cause' that what mates do!" I hissed at him.

I want him to feel all the pain I am feeling now.

I want him to suffer from the fact that I love Miguel just like he love Avery back then.

I want him to experience being in my shoes, aching for an unrequited love.

Suffering and fighting for the upperhand despite the right of being each other's mate.

"You are mine, Ciara. If not now, soon you will be mine. I don't care about your pseudo mate, you are mine..."

"Pseudo mate? HE IS MY MATE! And even if he isn't, I WILL STILL CHOOSE HIM OVER YOU! I WILL CHOOSE A BETTER MAN COMPARED TO YOU!!"

He growled.
"Get out!!"

"With pleasure..."

As I'm about to reach for the door, he called my name.

"Sorry babe, I'm sorry! I don't mean it."
Tears keep falling from his eyes.
"Don't leave... Please... I'm sorry about what I said. Just d-don't leave me... I can't----" he shook his head.
"I c-can't survive it."

"I am sorry but I can't survive losing Miguel either."

I continued to walk away, leaving a crying man calling out for my name...